on the utility of ramekins
Not really. I'm not really going to post something about the utility of ramekins. It just struck me that if anyone went to
my web site after reading a
Slashdot book review which included one of my books, then followed the link to my blog and landed here, they're sadly disappointed. I swear, there really is more to me than cooking, poking fun at
things not meant to be funny, laughing at actual
things meant to be funny, football picks, talking about school and noting the holiday season.
Oh wait,
there isn't. I'm an incredibly boring person and you wouldn't know
what I do for a living unless you looked hard for it. You might know that
I developed and teach a class. Maybe.
But none of that matters. The coolest things about my blogroll is that they're all regular folk—who happen to be exceptional in some way in their life, in their field, in their personality—and I get to "know" them without racking up phone bills or travel costs. Except for
Mel...I'll call
you next time, ok? Ok.
The moral of the story? I don't know. It's 6:02am and I've been up for 2 hours already. You know you're up early when (living on the west coast USA) those on your blogroll in the east coast haven't posted yet, and it's too early to call your parents (also on the east coast).
