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April 20, 2014

The perfect jelly bean

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Traditionally fruit-flavored, made with smooth and succulent pectin, with a lovely and slightly translucent sheen, they go down easy. Maybe too easy; it is possible to eat quite a few before realizing what’s happening. Take it from one who knows. neo-neocon サ Blog Archive サ

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Gave up on Russell Stover products a few years ago when they stopped having flavor and tasted like white styrofoam. Same with Whitman Samplers.

Few days ago I bought a Mr Goodbar for my wife and noticed the package had changed - now it said across the bottom "250 Calories". I remembered a few days prior I read an article that said it was now the law in England that all candy bars must be labled at 250 calories. Are england laws coming here?

fuk em ded

Posted by: ghostsniper at April 20, 2014 2:36 PM

And this weekend was in Ontario, visiting cousins. Much was eaten; much was drank; many card games were played.

And littler cousins - 10, 7 and 4 - had a grand time running around the older cousins. They could interrupt the "when we" stories by pulling on an arm or jumping into a lap. That is the free passage given to the little by the big; for the big remember when they were little - and such a visit was a complete adventure!

We went so far from home!
We slept on blankets on the floor!
We didn't have to brush our teeth!
There was pie; lots of pie!
And whipped cream!
Everyone was telling stories;
I almost think I can understand those stories.
I wanted to cry we we left;
I woke up when we were almost home -
was it just a dream? No;
We got pictures; maybe Christmas, maybe next Easter -
We'll go again.

Posted by: Mikey NTH at April 20, 2014 6:34 PM

Easter went understated chez moi. Moving out of our house after 16 years. Everything in boxes. No eggs. No candy. No baskets or bunnies. Easter Vigil and the Mass.
And I brought the sweet potato pie. Yes. Virginia, there is a ham. Bless my family, every one!

Posted by: Jewel Atkins at April 20, 2014 9:17 PM

It was a good trip - pick up a good bottle at Duty Free before crossing between Port Huron and Sarnia, then down the 402 to the junction with the 401 west of London; get off at Culloden Road for Ingersoll and just run on muscle memory to the destination.

The car is parked, the beer is in the fridge in the garage; try to explain in as few words as possible what 'utility regulation law' means and just ask how everyone is doing; and tell how everyone in Michigan is doing - and then get involved with herding the little ones out of complete debacle-events - and helping with the meals.

Never did five-pin-bowling before; have now done it. Part of 'keep the little ones running hard and fast' so they sleep. Lots of hands of cards.

You know, I really like this a lot; and I used to do it a lot, and now I got to get back in the habit of doing it again.

Posted by: Mikey NTH at April 22, 2014 6:50 PM

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