Scottish connection
No time for reflection today either. My co-worker has to go to the airport tomorrow to pick up his family from Scotland (he's Scottish and he has an accent) so I'm flying solo with the all of the scheduling, must get some sleep. But I am mixing it up a bit, went to Borders tonight instead of B & N. (Fancy, I know-- I've now moved from "Confessions of an Economic Hit Man" to "Terror Incorporated.")
The book pitch should be in the mail this Friday (keeping my fingers crossed-- haven't touched it yet-- all this smoking is sure taking up a lot of time...). A different kind of smoking tomorrow (haven't tried that stuff yet) and what promises to be an exciting "Scottish dinner" on Thursday. (My parents are on vacation, I'm all alone at home with nothing to eat. My Scottish co-worker invited me over to dinner at his house (to meet his family). Great food, great people. I'm there).
Big post over the weekend-- no work in the morning, I'll be able to write! (I don't know if I want to quit... it is relaxing... we'll see how it goes, thank you for the comments ).
































1 Comments:
Hmmm Scottish dinner? I suspect you may find that you are in for an amazing treat. The Scots have outrageous cooking habits which generally means if it's cold - fry it, if it's frozen - deep fry it and if it's fruit or veg - feed it to the birds and get some french fries on the stove.
But don't think that the end of it. A Scottish meal isn't complete without a dessert that may well kill you. Like the measles, if you are relatively young and healthy you should survive but only just.
Lots of calories, huge platefuls and of course lots of alcohol to wash it down with. Go tell your diet to go to #$#@ and eat Scottish - you'll be much, much happier.
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