It's my birthday, I'll shop if I want to
Jan. 4th, 2013 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceI may have had some kind of epiphany. My eyes may have been scattering scales all the way home.
I went into a store that sells nasty things and many of them, just out of curiosity; and I found...
No, no, I can't say it.
Yes, I shall. I must be brave, and do it for England.
I found that there exists in retail the opportunity to buy a machine for creating canine treats. It is called an electric dog biscuit baker.
I just. I don't. I never knew, okay? If I had known, human would not have been my first choice of species. Hell, it probably wouldn't even have made the list. I'd rather be a Zabriskan fontema than share DNA with the creators of electric dog biscuit bakers.
In other news, it's still my birthday. Over in the UK, by now my friends have read their stories at Phantoms at the Phil, in my first wintry absence (Val McDermid stepping in for me). Damn, I hate missing that.
Meanwhile, in the first sign of anniversarial pampering, I have just eaten leftovers for lunch and watched the pilot of The Big Bang Theory. Which is a kind of leftover in itself, as I have seen it before, but hey.
There's an open bottle of wine in the kitchen, and I may very well pour myself a glass while I consider what comes next. Karen has trailed many possibilities before me, but actually I think I kinda wanna spend the evening at home, with m'wife and the boys. I may cook a curry. I have lamb and turnips.
I might spend all afternoon on the sofa, with the wine and the boys and the TV. More Big Bang, or a movie...?
I went into a store that sells nasty things and many of them, just out of curiosity; and I found...
No, no, I can't say it.
Yes, I shall. I must be brave, and do it for England.
I found that there exists in retail the opportunity to buy a machine for creating canine treats. It is called an electric dog biscuit baker.
I just. I don't. I never knew, okay? If I had known, human would not have been my first choice of species. Hell, it probably wouldn't even have made the list. I'd rather be a Zabriskan fontema than share DNA with the creators of electric dog biscuit bakers.
In other news, it's still my birthday. Over in the UK, by now my friends have read their stories at Phantoms at the Phil, in my first wintry absence (Val McDermid stepping in for me). Damn, I hate missing that.
Meanwhile, in the first sign of anniversarial pampering, I have just eaten leftovers for lunch and watched the pilot of The Big Bang Theory. Which is a kind of leftover in itself, as I have seen it before, but hey.
There's an open bottle of wine in the kitchen, and I may very well pour myself a glass while I consider what comes next. Karen has trailed many possibilities before me, but actually I think I kinda wanna spend the evening at home, with m'wife and the boys. I may cook a curry. I have lamb and turnips.
I might spend all afternoon on the sofa, with the wine and the boys and the TV. More Big Bang, or a movie...?
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Date: 2013-01-04 10:55 pm (UTC)I cop to owning dog-biscuit cutters (they're bone shaped), but they've only been used for gingerbread.