Please allow me to quickly get this down. And, uh, get down.
· I recently heard a bird (owl, perhaps?) that sounded just like the Pillsbury Doughboy.
· My right foot is usually colder than my left foot!
· The two features I use on my phone are: alarm clock, impromptu flashlight. Who needs telephony?
· I declare now that I have officially given up Sudoku because of its role in me losing a digital camera. All's fair.
· I have much more to say re: watching two seasons of 24 in a week, but here's a question. When law enforcement officers tell criminals to "drop [their] weapon[s]" or after killing a criminal in the field, do they pick up those guns and use them? C'mon, free guns!
· Welcome to the students who found me. Congratulations, you curious/enterprising French kids.
· I ate foie gras at my landlord's and it was delicious. Like butter made out of a talking chicken that can tell you a fortune, give you a pat on the back and whistle a three-part harmony. I'll eat it again, but maybe only once. Shout out to Alain for the taste. I am grateful.
Note: I'd like to thank Vegucator for his comment and discussion in the g-rad forum. Though I praised foie gras here, I failed to mention my true feelings on the matter. I'm a temporary carnivore in between vegetarian and vegan stages wishing to try non-vegan/vegetarian foods before I make the leap. Production of foie gras isn't pretty. It's arguably crueler than the slaughter of most animals for food. I don't condone the process but wanted to try it once. Call it questionable morals but for the sake of my experiment, I feel that trying it was valid.