Presented without context as a sort of friend of pelicans riding bicycles. How to make a peanut butter sandwich in Shakespearean rhyming iambic pentameter. “Begin with two soft slices, fresh and white, Then spread the peanut butter smooth and thin. Upon one slice, extend it left and right, Until no patch of bread remains within. Now place the second slice upon the first, Then press it lightly till the edges meet. Be sure the bread stays whole and does not burst; A gentle touch will keep the sandwich neat. Next take a knife and cut the bread in two, Then set each half upon a waiting plate. Now choose the half that looks the best to you, And lift it up; the moment will not wait. Now take a bite and taste the simple cheer; Your sandwich now is done, so draw it near.”

Deep cut.

Bumping the lamp before it was cool.

My mother passed away peacefully this morning. She was surrounded by loved ones yesterday and held my older sister’s hand all night and into the morning. I am sad and I miss her, but I am so glad we were able to tell her again how much we love her and how thankful we are to have been part of her life. Though her body was tired, her wit and humor shined through until the very end. Love you, mom.

Harsh but fair.

The east coast is the problem.

I do miss the days when hot food rode around in the back of cars waiting to be ordered.

We have truly come full circle.

Please pass the Clawnex.

Taste is (and always has been) a superpower.

Great walkthrough, thanks for sharing!

You can never have too many pelicans.

This was a lot of fun to watch, thanks for sharing! Balance of depth and runtime was great too.

Saw Waiting for Godot over the weekend. Set, sound, and props were minimal but impressive. Acting was superb.