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I remember back when Mason and Dixon came out, reading a lot of historical background about the introduction of coffee to Europe and how the resultant decrease in societal lassitude fueled a lot of creative ferment. I've felt less bad about caffeine dependency ever since then.

Coffee is the engine of Western vigor, to be sure! It just seems a bit unfair to have it be the engine of one's own barest scrape of non-utter lassitude, instead of any actual vigor as such. It seems like something more wholesome could surely swap in for an effect so minimal. Miso soup, perhaps?

Perhaps Sriracha?

Mmmm, sriracha. That's an excellent idea.


I'm sure I don't know what you mean.

Uncle Alec!

"why, he must love cold water like a duck!"

Sorry. That quote's been drifting around in my head for, let's see... almost thirty years, and floated to the top just last week. Crazy. Are you my better-educated, more-literary doppelganger? I think yes.

Hooray! Oh, Uncle Alec, you wholesome schemer.

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redfox is a small furry animal, but unfortunately not the sweet and adorable kind. she lives in an awfully large house with her black-bearded husband snarkout and marauding child jane.

see also: the hungry tiger

Dinner reports

More dinners.

Things I Cried Over

  • The Great British Sewing Bee.

  • Window washers.

  • Lilo and Stitch. Repeatedly.

  • "No one was with her when she died."

  • Slings and Arrows.
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