I'd planned on posting something with actual writing today for a change, but at some point this afternoon my immune system pulled a full out assault on my nasal passages and took no prisoners. I'm not sure if it was allergies or a cold but I washed down some Benadryl with a glass of wine and my body capitulated. I've been struggling to stay awake ever since and judging by the looks I've been receiving, my temper may be on a very short fuse. So once again I'll fall back on some food art.
Sure I could have written something profound or titillating but where would your day be without having stopped by to see a decapitated pancake man?
Up here in Canada we bottle their blood and export it as "maple syrup" to an unsuspecting world that believes it comes from a tree. Fools. You know why your Aunt Jemima is made of sodium hexametaphosphate and high fructose corn syrup? 'Cause we bled her dry, that's why. It's always the quiet neighbour, right? We're the quiet NATION!
Whoa! Sorry. Must be the medication and Halloween candy talking. Maybe I ought to call it a day.
Before I go though, I want to tell you that Middle Aged Woman from Unmitigated and I will be doing a book review of Pride & Prejudice & Zombies next week over on He Read/She Read. Right now there's a review up by MAW's husband Jim Styro and Rebekah from Waffles Waffles All Day Long. Check it out if you've never been there. I finished writing mine today and it's, well, special.
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