Dearest Reader,
I am pleased to inform you that Hugo the Horrible
has accepted Joe’s mentality of “Cranatoes are Delicious.”
Seriously, though. He’s turned to the Joe
side. In honor of this glorious occasion, I am using this wondrous font. Awesome
like Hugo’s decision, right?
It’s such a delectable dish. If you are
unsure what cranatoes are, see the last paragraph in the original cranatoes
post: http://tmao3bd.blogspot.com/2010/11/cranatoes.html
Oh, Hugo, you magnificent being, I applaud
your meal. Truly, I do. Thank you for believing in me when my entire family,
though happy I was home from college, were entirely skeptical of my choice of
food. They’re missing out. They’ve no idea.
Aside from cranatoes, lefse is amazing. It’s
Norwegian and it’s made from potatoes and it’s terribly great.
Yes, there’s a very… potato-y theme, I’m
aware.
Also, I’d like to add it may have taken me
two years, but I’ve realized “cranatoes” should really be spelled as “cranatos.”
Forgive this horrible oversight. At least now I know why this business hasn’t
taken off, yet.
Well, that’s all I have. I’m tired. I’ve
been hungry, despite that amazing dinner. And I’m not feeling up to my usual
Joe self. Perhaps it’s because my family has forced me into an actual bedroom
in an actual house. My first night here, I woke up at 4:01am and thought I’d
fallen asleep in some academic building in a storage room. So, I checked the
time on my cell phone, freaked out thinking I’d been locked in and may not be
able to get out in time for class (quite a unique excuse my professor would
have probably told future classes for years). Well, I leapt from that bed (no,
I didn’t think about it) and ran into
the hallway. I was in the living room before I realized.
Thanksgiving break… It’s going to stay
interesting, I just know it. Also, tomorrow, I will hopefully see Bebo, Lenard,
and two others of some relation to those two (who are of no relation to each
other). Yes, it shall definitely be
interesting.
Joe
