Etoufee

Me and my sake.

By separating shrimp and grits, one can only conclude that Trump hates America.

“Close only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades”. -yeah, well guess which game we’re playing, pal.

This is quite simply an incredible headline.

Works the other way too:

Take that Fregeans:

Marking essays in the park while my daughter swings. Some days are nice, even in Scotland.

Sometimes, you have to mill dried hominy into grits, stir it over the hot stove for a long while, add cheese, top it with egg fried in olive oil and paprika, add some avocado, a few red beans, spring onions, and plenty of pepper.

My favourite part of Leviathan is when Hobbes is discussing dream skepticism and basically advises better sleep hygiene.

Text from my wife: "Got Burns Night covered".
What's in the refrigerator: