This definitely hits home for me:
Source: How to Live With Your Controversial Opinions — Basic Instructions
I mentioned this on social media the other day, but it’s lodged itself in my head and I rather like it so I decided to put it somewhere maybe a bit less ephemeral:
The phrase “Chronic Unaligned Duck Syndrome” worked its way into my head today and I don’t know if I heard it somewhere or I made it up but I can think of many areas of my life where it applies.
I have a very clear idea of what “Chronic Unaligned Duck Syndrome” means to me. What does it mean to you?
This one is a bit of a changeup. I had originally planned to top my nachos with something boring like chicken fried rice, but alas I missed the boat on those particular leftovers. Instead I spotted some hard boiled eggs in the fridge, so I shelled and crumbled one of those bad boys onto my chips.
The flavor was about what I expected. The saltiness of the chips complimented the egg, while the tang of the salsa and Mexican cheese blend rounded things out pretty nicely.
(with apologies to my French-speaking friends)
This week’s Frankenlunch’s Monster was pita bread with hummus topped with couscous and rice and drizzled with a red pepper sauce. Definitely more thematically consistent and equally satisfying.
When I worked from home full time it was often my practice to open the fridge and assemble for lunch an unholy concoction of leftovers and carbs from whatever I found in there. In that grand tradition today I made nachos and topped them with some homemade kimchi lovingly fermented by my wife.
Despite the look she gave me when I showed her what I was doing it was pretty tasty. I’ll probably have it again tomorrow to finish off the kimchi.
Source: Quarantine Project: 3/23/20 |
This is by far the clearest, most coherent explanation of the coronavirus situation I’ve seen yet.
Really I just wanted an excuse to post this song.
Our family welcomed a new cat last week. He’s about a year old. We adopted him from Humane Animal Rescue last Thursday and he’s been adjusting to his new home ever since. The child named him Peaches, which is about as apt a name as I can think of.
He’s still in quarantine for now but he’s briefly met the older cat a few times and they seem to be on amicable terms. We’ll see what happens when he has the run of the house.
