Neanderpundit

Fencing tournament with the Oglet. Hundreds of kids with steel rods 3′ long, poking each other. How long before nannies put an end to this?

the surprise on Chris Hitchen’s face, right now.
I think this was what Doug Adams was talking about when he described jawcraig.

I have a theory that when an anti-theist like Hitchens gets to his reward, and gets his first bout of jawcraig in front of the Creator, and then he has to walk around heaven displaying that face until everyone he abused with is silliness on earth has seen it, and only then can he go on and enjoy the afterlife.

UPDATE: Pascal suspects that in the linked video (Watch if you like, but it’s just a bunch of BS) that Hitch is already feeling the massive attack of jawcraig coming on, as he cannot stop touching his face.

Since I’ve been making a conscious effort to minimize the refined carbs in my life and not turn into a skin popping insulin junkie I have been attempting to eat more fruit and tone down on the processed shit.

I like fresh fruit anyway, but the problem is fruit tends to have a very narrow window of usefulness, and then it’s indigestible mush.

lately, though, I have discovered something I like a good deal, just by accident.

I LOVE blueberries, and in order to get really good ones, I will gleefully eat them frozen. By themselves, this is boring, and while I would like them in cereal, I would prefer to avoid eating the oat bran cardboard crap.

So the other day, I poured some frozen blueberries in a bowl of milk, and decided to eat them just like that.

Carrying the bowl to the computer desk, a happy accident happened. The blueberries, hard frozen, were freezing a layer of milk around them, so they became little frozen-milk-covered balls of delightfulness. Good lord, are these good. no processed sugar, not a lot of fat (I used 2% milk), and yummy milk. I just have to make sure I don’t keep eating it until I get sick to death of it.

Plus, it makes your poop a loverly purplish color.