Yep. That’s what we call ’em ’round these parts. Mmmmm. Beef taco, served cold, complete with MMM (mystery meat mixture.) ENJOY, Coleman. I serve them with love.
(Note to self: this is extreme payback for all of your picky eating habits as a child. Hi Mom! Yes, you can laugh your tushka off now. Thank you.)
In other news, I am obsessed (thanks to Paula) with this:
The Sookie Stackhouse books, by Charlaine Harris, which are also the reason behind HBO’s True Blood (which I have FINALLY managed to catch a few episodes, and Donna, I know you think they are weird but I love them!)
I’m on the 4th or 5th book now, and it’s very hard for me to NOT pick it up and just blow off everything to read. I have long been a fan of vampires in fiction, going back to The Vampire Chronicles by Anne Rice right up until today, and the insane popularity of the Twilight series.
I like Harris’ storytelling a lot. But unlike Twilight, these books are decidedly NOT PG-13. So don’t be grabbing one for your tween’s stocking after reading this or that tween will get FAR more than just implied or cryptic undead lovin’.
And I think the HBO show is really well cast. And at the end of the day, I hate to say this, but Edward Cullen may have to step aside.
Hello, Vampire Bill.
I’m telling Dan to stay out of the sun a bit more next summer. That’s all I’m sayin’.