Happenstance is also a 12 letter word

Experience can’t be taught they say.  I figure that’s because there are certain things which you’d never expect to need to know.

Pancakes taught me something I didn’t know tonight.  They taught me that trying to microwave 1/3 of a bar of Galaxy chocolate to use as filling (to go along with the fresh banana slices of course) is not a good a idea.  Not.  A.  Good.  Idea.

Is this because:

a) I should have used a Mars bar instead?
b) I should have used the entirety of the Galaxy?
or
c) A bar of chocolate isn’t like Nutella, or chocolate syrup.  Its clever trick is that it’s a solid at room temperature, and it falls back to room temperature at a rapid rate even after it comes out in molten form from the microwave.  In fact, it’s such a rapid solidification process that unless you can swallow molten chocolate, banana and 2 large american pancakes in … oh, about 0.05 of a second … forget it.  Don’t bother trying it…

And that was my little piece of experience for the evening.  I’m not doing too badly though - I’ve somehow managed to spread some of the chunks of chocolate on the top of the pancake, with the banana slices sandwiched inside.  Yumyum.  Ish.

Must remember to restock on cooking chocolate.  Or chocolate syrup.  Chocolate syrup has multiple uses - some messy, but that’s what showers are for I suspect.

Today this is what amused me:

* At the hospital, someone answering the phone with the greeting: "Hi Jean!"
Haha … yes, lame … say it out loud.  Go on …

* Watching the Russell Peters DVD (Outsourced) (Go on, go buy it), and with the material already being racially edgy - listening to him mention the mandarin phrase for "this one" (well, it’s also a stop-gap "Um / Err / Like …") while also telling the audience how a black lady was standing in front of him in the KFC line in Shanghai…  SO not PC, but hey - he’s allowed to do it cos he’s not white =)

PS. The previous point is only funny if you know what the mandarin phrase sounds like…

Yes yes, the blog wasn’t very good today - but I’m allowed random downtime.  I’m not here to amuse you all the time.  Special subscription-paying visitors get to see the real humour 24/7.  You get what you pay for after all…

I could do a suitable approximation of entertaining teenage angst, but I figure there are enough Myspace sites for that already.

From my observations of the weather cycle, when the sun heats up moisture-filled air, it rises and travels somewhere (perhaps in the form of a cloud).  When it hits cold air, it condenses and falls downwards. 

Awww.  That’s sweet.

Now.  That being the case, remember to never stand underneath the air conditioning in an ultra-hot club.  You wanna know why? 

Because that’s not rain falling on your head.

That’s why!

Gross.  Ugh.  Ick.  Ewwww.