Thursday, January 05, 2006


and it exploded, too...
posted @ 14:32 by ryan in [ Once upon a time... ]

does the kind of salad you make at the salad bar define you?

basically, when I go to the salad bar, I am essentially making a sandwich - but backwards and much more leafy...

I add the lettuce, I add some ham, eggs, cucumbers, spinach leaves, carrots... I add some pine nuts or sunflower seeds, cheese, and bacon bits... then I add thousand island or a raspberry vinagrette - depending on my mood and then I throw on croutons.

so like a sandwhich, but bigger than a handful and much less bread.

so what does that mean?

nothing. because a stupid salad bar just means that you wanted to eat a stupid salad instead of the other crap they have at the cafeteria (i.e. the meatloaf that will crack your teeth and make you get a root canal)

go figure.

"it's a rock, it doesn't have any vulnerable spots"



Thursday, January 05, 2006


not a number
posted @ 11:23 by ryan in [ Tidbits... ]

there is a difference between googol and google...

I thought they were spelled the same way before now.

Now I know better.