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…of the lower fat variety no less. I’m not crazy about bananas. But they are one of only a handful of fruits I can eat without the inside of my mouth inflaming and itching like a son-of-a-mother and my lips getting puffy. (Fun times, believe you me.) So I eat them. Additionally, I’m really not crazy about bananas mixed with other things. Unless we’re talking a strawberry-banana smoothie—I’m all for those. But anything else mixed… Keep reading…Banana Bread…
In Star Wars, my companion Blizz the Jawa speaks…Jawa. So unless you follow subtitles, you have no idea what the hell he is actually saying when he talks to you. Except one line. Which is Jawa-speak up until the end where he says, “Copacabana.” Apparently Blizz is a Fanilow. And then I get Copacabana drumming through my head and am forced to break out the track in iTunes and dance around my house singing to… Keep reading…Music and passion were always the fashion…
I used to fill out this year-end survey every year, but haven’t done it for a few years now. It cropped up again in a few places and I thought instead of banging my head against the wall trying to compose a coherent post, I’d just dump this here and be done with it. Because I am all about efficiency. Or laziness. Or something. As it turns out, 2011 (which I inevitably type as 2001… Keep reading…A Year in Review…2011…