... blong?
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Snapping spaghetti
Look who's discovered the best thing to do ever. It's Max.
Cook spaghetti. It doesn't even matter if you're going to eat it or not, just put it in a pot and damn well cook it. But leave one piece (a strand?) uncooked, and while the rest are cooking, snap it. See how many times you manage to snap it. It makes an amazingly satisfying snappy sounds when you snap it, and if you're really poor at it, bits fly off.
Seriously, do it.
Anyway, I've decided to actually update this here blog regularly, because I'm cool like that. So you now get to read my pointless angsty ramblings twice weekly. Starting now.
Yesterday Daddy told me that he had 80 trees for me to plant. In the cold, cold garden. And I wanted to go into town. So I spent an hour or so doing this with Daddy and Tom and Liddy, until Daddy told me to dig up the Scary Tree, which nearly killed me. I'm telling you, it wanted my blood. In the end, the spade wasn't having any effect and the fork broke, so I gave up and got to go into town. But I still have the scars.
When I got into town I laughed at the word "sex" with Gangsta Matt from about 1.30 to 2.30. Constantly. We then got everyone else to say sex too, because we're mature like that.
All in all, a profitable day.
Cook spaghetti. It doesn't even matter if you're going to eat it or not, just put it in a pot and damn well cook it. But leave one piece (a strand?) uncooked, and while the rest are cooking, snap it. See how many times you manage to snap it. It makes an amazingly satisfying snappy sounds when you snap it, and if you're really poor at it, bits fly off.
Seriously, do it.
Anyway, I've decided to actually update this here blog regularly, because I'm cool like that. So you now get to read my pointless angsty ramblings twice weekly. Starting now.
Yesterday Daddy told me that he had 80 trees for me to plant. In the cold, cold garden. And I wanted to go into town. So I spent an hour or so doing this with Daddy and Tom and Liddy, until Daddy told me to dig up the Scary Tree, which nearly killed me. I'm telling you, it wanted my blood. In the end, the spade wasn't having any effect and the fork broke, so I gave up and got to go into town. But I still have the scars.
When I got into town I laughed at the word "sex" with Gangsta Matt from about 1.30 to 2.30. Constantly. We then got everyone else to say sex too, because we're mature like that.
All in all, a profitable day.
- Copyright Mike and Maxxy P 2004-2005 -
