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spoilers and other thoughts
May. 7th, 2007 11:28 am( Spiderman spoilers under here )
Other thoughts: I read an article in which kids were bemoaning the loss of gym classes in schools. My immediate thought is always that gym classes must have changed a lot if kids are getting anything from them. I never did, because I never had a gym teacher of either gender who was interested in explaining the rules of the game to girls. My gym experience consisted of softball until it got too cold to be outdoors, basketball and volleyball all winter, and softball again when it got warm, with a week of tennis, archery, gymnastics or floor hockey occasionally. So basically I stood around a lot, and made an idiot of myself whenever the ball came at me, because I had almost no idea what to do with it.
Speaking of exercise, I went walking all over the place in the process of cashing in my change collection in order to afford to go to the movies, and gave myself a blister on the ball of my left foot. Memo to self: don't do that. It's highly inconvenient.
In the process of making spinach pie yesterday, I came up with a potentially very tasty idea. It was an exercise in "all right, I've got leftover phyllo and I'm out of spinach. What else have I got?" The answer to which is, dried cherries. So someday I might invent something involving dried tart cherries and dark chocolate and phyllo. Baklava has nuts in it by definition, so I'm not sure what this invention would be called, but I bet it would be good stuff if I did it right.
Here endeth the brain dump.
Other thoughts: I read an article in which kids were bemoaning the loss of gym classes in schools. My immediate thought is always that gym classes must have changed a lot if kids are getting anything from them. I never did, because I never had a gym teacher of either gender who was interested in explaining the rules of the game to girls. My gym experience consisted of softball until it got too cold to be outdoors, basketball and volleyball all winter, and softball again when it got warm, with a week of tennis, archery, gymnastics or floor hockey occasionally. So basically I stood around a lot, and made an idiot of myself whenever the ball came at me, because I had almost no idea what to do with it.
Speaking of exercise, I went walking all over the place in the process of cashing in my change collection in order to afford to go to the movies, and gave myself a blister on the ball of my left foot. Memo to self: don't do that. It's highly inconvenient.
In the process of making spinach pie yesterday, I came up with a potentially very tasty idea. It was an exercise in "all right, I've got leftover phyllo and I'm out of spinach. What else have I got?" The answer to which is, dried cherries. So someday I might invent something involving dried tart cherries and dark chocolate and phyllo. Baklava has nuts in it by definition, so I'm not sure what this invention would be called, but I bet it would be good stuff if I did it right.
Here endeth the brain dump.
