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April 8, 2009 | Filed under: 20 seconds and under, videoblogging Week

The pop-culture value of bacon has decreased sharply in recent months*, but Zombies? Never!

Zombies are forever.

*I will always love you, Bacon! You were never just a fad to me.

April 7, 2009 | Filed under: big easy, videoblogging Week

Brian briefly thought he was going to create posed insect sculptures, and I got very whiny about it. Because, ewww.

And if this had been slapped together with the old iMovie, I’d have been able to adjust the sound more easily and you could hear Brian better. But it wasn’t.

April 6, 2009 | Filed under: big easy, videoblogging Week

Thar be pirates at Mardi Gras, mateys!

Just a wee snippet of Mardi Gras day on Frenchman Street; the place to be, if you ask me. You can keep Bourbon, I’ll take Frenchman.

April 5, 2009 | Filed under: videoblogging Week, good eatin'

I’ve been obsessed with roast chicken for years. It’s just one of those things that’s always good, but is sometimes crazyfantastic. This was one of those times. This is also one of those recipes that sounded so damn appealing that food bloggers went wild with it. Chicken Toast everywhere!

Like chicken? Like toast? Try Chicken toast!

The original recipe.
Chicken Toast by any other name sounds way more fancy.
Again.
And yet again.
Okay, last one for realz.

April 25, 2008 | Filed under: vlogalicious, videoblogging Week

Winding down The Plaid Years, thank goodness. Unlike the last journal entries, these are a lot less eventful (that’s probably for the best) and span a large stretch of time. The Plaid Years should really should be called “College: The Early Years”. I took another couple of stabs at it ’till I got it right. Then grad school took a few more stabs, topped off by a second bachelors’ stab. For someone who clearly did not like school, I sure went to school a looooong time.

The most annoying thing about this diary (aside from the fact that by age 19 I’m a mess-and-a-half) is that not only are the pages not pre-printed with dates but I didn’t date them, either! I guess I though that being deliberately vague was really, really cool. I also didn’t name anyone, I just used their initials. Not helpful. When I’m 80 I’ll have no idea who these people are.

I left out the superpathetic sex bits. Plenty of that in my last post. That’s all you get.