Aug. 28th, 2005
So, I was in World Market today, buying all sorts of goodies for my dad for his birthday (Droste pastilles in three flavours, two kinds of tea, raspberry hard candies, two kinds of scone mix, and, purely out of whimsy, a packet of glow on the dark stars). I got one or two small things for myself (mostly incense), and picked up a small pot of Vegemite because, well, it's one of those things that one hears about and I figured I should give it a try.
Came home, started wrapping and packing the gift box (with his main present, a Barnes & Noble gift card, in the center) and decided to try out the V on some stone wheat biscuits.
Half a biscuit with V on it was enough to tell me that this was not something I wanted to eat. In fact, I had a piece of Jarlsberger and several more biscuits (and a big mug of RNLI tea) just to get the taste out of my mouth.
So, anyone local who would like a small pot of Vegemite with one tiny scoopful gone is quite welcome to it. I put it in the fridge, in case it goes bad (to whihc I have to think--how would anyone *tell*?)
Been listening to Ellis Paul all day, interspersed with Tracy Grammer's latest album.
I love the chorus to one of EP's songs from American Jukebox Fables
"Pack your boots, your rhinestone suit,
Take a walk on the wire, feel the weight of the truth
Sometimes you've got to tear this old bigtop down..."
Just right now, I'm feeling happy and free and ready to tear my big top down and move on to wherever the next place is life has planned for me.
Came home, started wrapping and packing the gift box (with his main present, a Barnes & Noble gift card, in the center) and decided to try out the V on some stone wheat biscuits.
Half a biscuit with V on it was enough to tell me that this was not something I wanted to eat. In fact, I had a piece of Jarlsberger and several more biscuits (and a big mug of RNLI tea) just to get the taste out of my mouth.
So, anyone local who would like a small pot of Vegemite with one tiny scoopful gone is quite welcome to it. I put it in the fridge, in case it goes bad (to whihc I have to think--how would anyone *tell*?)
Been listening to Ellis Paul all day, interspersed with Tracy Grammer's latest album.
I love the chorus to one of EP's songs from American Jukebox Fables
"Pack your boots, your rhinestone suit,
Take a walk on the wire, feel the weight of the truth
Sometimes you've got to tear this old bigtop down..."
Just right now, I'm feeling happy and free and ready to tear my big top down and move on to wherever the next place is life has planned for me.