Home of the Reluctant Midlifer. This is where I rant, rave, reflect, and ROFLMAO. Feel free to do the same. Let's be clear: I am irreverent, and I like me that way. Grab a libation, kick back, and share your thoughts -- and don't lie, cuz I'll know.
Have you ever noticed how posting and getting comments are like roasting popcorn? Sure you have!
First you pour a cup of your finest kernels into a lovely pan, which is already seasoned and smokin' hot. Then you shake it and listen as the steamy pop, pop, pop fills the airwaves. Little explosions proliferate into a feverish crescendo—the equivalent of a mini Fourth of July celebration—and even those die-hard straggler kernels leave a smoky thrill of excitement in your nostrils. And then you eat every single bite, with robust thanks to the popcorn gods.
The result? A big bunch of puffed up joy and instant gratification. Not that you are all puffy and crunchy or anything.
Mmmmmmmmmm, have y'all tried Coppola's Shiraz? YumMEE! Especially superb with popcorn. Y'all.
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