I am trying to sort out my freezer just a bit. Horrifyingly (well not to me as I don't care) it still contained the food that was in it when teh trizzities went out for a week. I just took out most of it including elk stew from Marilee ('''drat'), a bag of scallops, a bag of shrimp, and a whole lot of mixed seafood that would've been paella but now is poisonous. It made me laugh to see how many loose tentacles my freezer contains. They are all over! I like tentacles, obviously.

I am reminded of going to a Korean restaurant with my friends Kath and Howard (a married couple). Kath does not like tentacles. Howard (fisheries biologist) and I shared the hot seafood stew and Howard, to tease Kath, stuck a long tentacle in his mouth end in and wiggled it about, eliciting a horrified response from Kath. Howard is my friend who dropped dead in the parking lot as he was leaving work one day.

I have always considered it to be a cruel twist of fate when someone dies after working all day - I'm not exactly why I think that but I do. Or getting a speeding ticket on the way to work. That's not quite in the same league, though. I also hate to think of people dying hungry. Didn't Richard III go into the Battle of Bosworth Field without breakfast? I have a lot of very peculiar pockets in my brain - a bit like diverticulitis of the brain ========:O what a bizarre idea!

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