A Better Way
My earlier post today has been deleted. I deleted it. It was a bit uncharitable toward the folks in other parts of the world who get good tech before we do. Why are everyone else's mobile phones so much cooler than ours? Of course, it could just be me. My phone is manifestly unstylish.
Hi-ho! On to much nicer things...
I watched Chitty Chitty Bang Bang while I was spinning tonight. (Or should that be span? Spun?) I don't think the innuendos made much sense to me when I was but a wee lad, but it's very enjoyable now, in a subtext-y way. I actually hate my trainer. It's mind-numbing without the iBook and a good DVD. Thank God for Apple, credit cards, and a lot of sweat.

Now that I'm done putting in almost useless miles I'm having a snack. These little green babies in the complementarily orange bowl are not confections.

Most assuredly, dear reader, they are nasty. While they may look innocent, even sweet, the awful truth is that they are WASABI COATED PEANUTS. The first bite is usually the worst. It's like an entire tin of powdered mustard has been sniffled into your every orifice. And then the burning starts. You can drink milk, but even that doesn't really help. Your sinuses will be clear. You throat will feel reamed. And then you can have another and another because after that they don't seem so bad. And that is today's adventure in strange snacks.