Ok, I Have a Secret

The first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem. I have a problem. I’m addicted to Crash Team Racing. I’m so bad, I let my son act as my enabler. He likes watching me race, especially on the CTR Token races because the CTR gets really big and he yells out, “CTR! CTR! CTR!!” The game is my crack. It’s almost worse than my Civ3 addiction. It’s much worse than my Final Fantasy jones ever was.

I have my son now racing around the house making kart noises. Whenever he stops, he makes a cute “Squeeeee” braking noise. He vrooms around the house, a little imaginary steering wheel in his hands, leaning into corners, jumping over things on the floor and doing fantastic donuts.

What have I done?!

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Things I Learned In The Hall On The Way To The Bathroom

Things I learned in the hall on the way to the bathroom:

  • Marshmallows originally came from the root of a plant called, oddly enough, the marsh mallow.
  • Instead of using marsh mallow to make them now, our modern marshmallows are made with gelatin.
  • It is very easy to make homemade marshmallows. I will, of course, try to get my hands on the recipe and post it for your mallow-making pleasure.
  • The ancient Egyptians made marshmallows, as did the Native Americans (although they usually made Fluff instead of cutting them up.
  • Homemade marshmallows are bouncier and fluffier than those stale marshmallows you buy in the store (I know, because I got to eat one).