I strongly liked–but not loved–the first Iron Man, and I’m sure the sequel will be almost as good. I also like smoked ham, but never in a quadrillion years would I associate Iron Man with lunchmeats. If these LandO’Frost folks were sincere about this ridiculous association, for a limited time they should rename their product IRON HAM. I would buy the shit out of a product named Iron Ham.
Reading the news today it’s as if someone was trying to deliberately encourage me to hate people.
Not that they need any.
Now I don’t hate everyone. Some people have done some very nice things for me over the years, from Tijuana hookers to 3rd party pot providers to the good people at Kevorkian Limited who offered to send the missing piece to the Suicide Home Kit I ordered years ago.
Instead of ranting, how about a recipe? I tried it and found it very agreeable, except I substituted “spinach” with a pound of “ground beef”.
I bought bags of individual “ravioli squares” which I had to arrange. Next time I’ll get the boxed ravs.
“LAZE-ONYA”
2 pkgs frozen cheese ravioli
1 jar spaghetti sauce (e.g. Classico Tomato and Basil)
1 pkg shredded pizza cheese (Sargento)
1 pkg frozen spinach, defrosted and drained
Place ¼ cup sauce in bottom of large casserole dish. Place ravioli in single layer atop sauce, followed by spinach and topped with cheese.
(Each successive layer begins with more sauce).
One layer from bottom up =
cheese
spinach (or meat)
ravioli
sauce
Number of layers depends on size of dish.
Place in 350° oven for 35-40 minutes.
Cheese should be bubbly and ravioli hot throughout.
I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us — don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
RE: I AM NOBODY
Apologies, Howington, I can’t toss too many silver dollars in the fountain of your comments section when I’ve got ego to toss off here.
I would kill myself if I were guaranteed the cessation of all feeling, but after living this long I know that suicide is no escape, even in death there is no peace, you’ll be back at the DMV or living a real life Beetlejuice.
Whatever awaits on the other side, be it endless torture or pleasure or taking up yet another body and resuming the grind on the blue marble, I don’t want it. Only a damned fool enjoys this Endless Stupid.
The only asshole really seizing the day is the Tax Man…he knoweth it’s harder but not impossible to rob the past and screw you today while tomorrow is already spent.
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