Some day I wish to visit Australia. And not for the usual reason of checking out the scenery or traveling to a foreign country. No I want to go there because no where else can you find such polite attitude.

I mean nothing throws you off just a little when you get a polite smile, a quick �G�Day mate�, and have it followed up with �now buggar off.�

Seriously that has to be a real hoot to witness.

Plus�I hear the porn is good there.

Really with an accent like that and talking all dirty�seriously that�s just good all over and over again.

Man I�m so geeked about this kick ass deal I got on some Chicken Cordon Bleu.

Man where the hell did that word come from! Geeked! I haven�t actually heard, seen, or thought of that word in many, many years. Yet, just now, as I�m thinking about this wicked ass Chicken Cordon Bleu and needing a word to represent my happiness of picking it up. Some how the word geeked pops in your head like finding some old shirt you thought you had lost years ago, but only to find out someone had used it as a snot rag and tucked it behind your couch.

As strange as that sounds it�s not unheard of. Trust me on this.

Anyway so I did some grocery shopping yesterday and picked up on a sweet deal. A box of four Chicken Cordon Bleu�s for three and a half bucks a box.

You got chicken filled with ham and Swiss cheese I say that�s a pretty damn good deal.

Sadly this is the highlight of my life at this moment. That and a very wicked sale on some good steaks very lean on fat and plenty of red wholesome goodness.

And seriously what is a meal with out meat? A snack to tide you over until the meat is ready I say!

I mean you need a food that makes you gnaw on it. You get it in your mouth and it�s like a struggle between your teeth and that piece of meat. Only one of them can come out alive and I say the meat is dead already so viva la teeth!

Oh sure you can gnaw on a piece of celery, but come on you don�t get that sense of �conquest� like you do when you devour a once walking animal.

It�s the natural order of life. We walk around destroying the planet while cows walk around looking so damn delicious. Seriously we are keeping up our end of the bargain here who are you to stop a cow�s destiny and its right to be a tasty treat!

I say carve it up, wear its skin, and char its flesh till the word �rawhide� comes to mind!

Ok maybe the rawhide thing is only me. I personally don�t like my meat to be red what so ever when it�s done cooking. To me I want my steak cooked with in seconds of becoming a good shoe or a belt. I want it brown all the way through, slightly charred, and slathered in enough Worchester sauce to create a thick brown sauce that is ever so tasty.

Damn�I just had steak yesterday now I want so more. If I don�t settle down on this �red meat good� attitude I�m going to have none of them left.

Gee this is what my life amounts to at this moment.

Wow how very�uninteresting.

Maybe if I did something constructive with my day I might just have something interesting to say here.

I�ll have to think about that one�right after I have a nap.

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a terrible announcement. - Tuesday, Sept. 09, 2003
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