I Don't Like The Way I Think...

A lady has seven children, half of them are male... how is this possible?

Chris' Answers:

4) One of them is gay?

3) One kid's balls haven't dropped yet?

2) One kid is super-female?

1) She cut one kid in half, and minced the one half with the three other kids, placed them in envelopes and sent them in post to wherever... mail (the question was raised verbally)

Correct Answer:
At least four of them were male. The statement makes no reference to the gender of the other half.

I personally like ball's haven't dropped yet....

Like White Chocolate Chips for Hot Chocolate

I thought I'd given up on chocolate in liquid form. I now remember why I wanted to give it up in the first place. Before I get ahead of myself though, I would like to formally state that it takes me at least thrity minutes to prepare a nice thick cup of hot chocolate from tablea and I haven't read the book after which I so irreverently named my blog entry.

I first want to make it known that, alone, tablea is a bitter, sweet-smelling, cylindrical brick of nastiness. Alone with a little water, it makes a thick muck of bitter nastiness. Enough water will turn it into a murk of bitter nastiness. In the matter of the sweet-smelling bitter nastiness, I found that sugar just doesn't cut it when you want to make a nice thick cup of hot chocolate - the sort that borders along the lines of chocolate sauce. Well, fine if you like bitter sweet pond water but I like my chocolate thick, so there.

No matter how bloody much sugar I put into it, it just won't stop being anything more than, significantly more bitter than sweet, sweet-smelling, mud. Then I saw a lonely pack of cheap chocolate flavored polvoron. There you go, a big round chip of polvoron, a single brick chop of bitter, sweet-smelling, nastiness, and a heaping tablespoon full of white chocolate chips for a full mug of the warm liquid substitute for love.

I also happened to find a pack lying around in the refrigerator. WOrks the hell better than sugar. Whick is not to say it wasn't just sugar and cocoa butter. In fact, I'm betting that if those chips were a block, it would be clear, like sugared cocoa butter would be clear when it hardens. I have to say it's really good. It works pretty well with the bitter bricks of nastiness, from which they were probably extracted from in the first place. It becomes evident to me that things that belong together cannot be kept apart for very long.

As I rap out the rest of this flashback, I am left dealing with the bitter sour taste that always seems to linger after any cup of chocolate. And that is why I left the stuff alone for so long. It's a life lesson I guess. Brush your teeth immediately after chocolate and enjoy while those wonderful feelings of love still last.