Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. God, this is funny. Well, I will get back with a longer response to Barbeque and Emptiness, but I will say, this place has done more for helping me re-discover and develop my "creepy" (thank you Share for that sweet adjective) sense of humor than anyplace else, maybe ever. I mean, I could go back on anti-depressants, but FFL works better for me with fewer side-effects. I try to respect my elders and am sorry to exploit ya'll like this, misfit and outsider that I am, but consider it a service you are performing for the larger good.
---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <authfriend@...> wrote: Share swallowed and said: > Oy, last night at Steal A Gift party I ate a lot of shrimp. Gout just around > the corner. Tonight my Dad and step Mom took me to a restaurant right across > the water from the Naval Academy. Lights on the water are so beautiful. > Anyway, I ordered salmon with mashed cauliflower and baby bok choy. And then > we shared a banana orange bread pudding. Yum! But I may have to do a light > fast when I return to the land of the Domers (-: Ann wrote: > Empty, looking for depth and insight? No? Then you'll enjoy this post of > Share's. Well, at least Share is a TMer, unlike Emily. Bhairitu says chat rooms aren't the place for significant contributions. Maybe we should forget all this TM and spiritual stuff and just tell each other what we've had to eat every day. Then we could call the group FFF, Fairfield Food, instead of FFL.
