I was ready to sit down and start my blog; I knew what I was going to write about and I was preparing my accoutrements—music and visuals, when I clicked on Photoshop; it started to load, and then—nothing. I repeated the steps. Nothing. I got error messages indicating that Microsoft would inform me as soon as a solution to the problem was found.Not good enough.The program worked yesterday, and it was hiccupping as it was loading fonts. I tried to install the program again and was unable to. Well, that stinks! The computer is 5 months old and Vista, the new operating system, gave me a run for my money; it was incompatible with almost every program I used. I spent weeks on the phone with tech support. Here we go again.

One problem: I couldn’t find the folder with all my notes and numbers.I spent at least a an half hour looking for something that was virtually under my nose in my file cabinet.

I called tech support at 11:30 A.M. edst.I got off at almost 6:00 P.M. Don’t ask.I was able to get several programs that were inoperative up and running with the aid of a wonderful technician; as I had paid for a package of service phone interventions and the call could be as long as needed, I got every glitsch ironed out.I lost some settings on my browser, and couldn’t locate a folder, but now everything seems to be ok.Except my brain is fried.

On to the next…speaking of fried…

Last night we decided to try one of 14 gazillion restaurants on our list of must eats.No sooner does a restaurant open in New York, 50,000 more open. But the list was narrowed down to a Peruvian restaurant and a Chinese restaurant. An authentic Chinese restaurant.We have many huge Asian communities in New York and good food is rampant.

With our stomachs groaning, we took a 20 minute drive to the Peruvian restaurant which had a fabulous menu we came across in an ad.The restaurant was gone. That’s the flip side of restaurants opening. They also close. So, on we went to Flushing for an authentic Chinese meal.

The dishes in the front window looked wonderful; this place was written up in The New York Times and New York Magazine.It was looking good.We were, as we often are, the only Caucasians in the restaurant.We were ravenous.We opened the menu.

I looked for the familiar and I was faced with:

• pork blood, pork intestines & cabbage
• sauteed pork kidney and stomach in spicy sauce,
• sauteed kidney with peanuts with hot pepper,
• cold jelly fish Chengdu Style
• amazing belt fish,
• duck feet with wasabi,
• beef tendon in red chili sauce
• fish head soup.

Get the picture? As I read, I begin to lose my appetite, but we managed to sift through the menu and find something familiar.

The tea was served and I was so happy to drink.The waiter walked by and with the stirred wind, we whiff, sniff, my eyeballs began to roll back, I turned to my son in panic, he looked at me, my husband looked up at the ceiling for the source of what he thought was a broken sewer pipe.

We smelled lawn fertilizer.

The strongest manure odor ever, in a restaurant that we entered with our tongues flailing out with hunger; my hands flew over my nose.I told my husband we had to leave, that I couldn’t take it.The odor was unbearable and it was delivered with food directly behind us.My son was gagging.

The waiter came and we felt an obligation to suppress our nausea, smile, and order the special noodles, dumplings, and double cooked pork (which turned out to be slabs of fat in an interesting sauce with leeks.)“What is that smell?” I asked the waiter, praying simultaneously that I wouldn’t fall face down into my tea.I scanned the menu for another dish and there was the answer to the enigma.Under Bean Curd.The innocuous soy bean.There it is.Tofu.STINKY TOFU. As I had my eureka moment, the words “Stinky Tofu” emanate from my dry mouth as I looked up to the waiter with my own answer.He laughs.Nervously.His bristly hair makes him look like a shoe brush ready to lay on the polish and buff away.Stinky tofu.I roll my eyes and he laughs. Nervously.He points to the table behind us where little cubes of innocent bean curd are stewing in a tiny pot, lit from the bottom.The odor has diminished; for now.Bit what is behind us will waft again on its way to another table, and it is either:

• fried stinky tofu
• sauteed stinky tofu
• stinky tofu with peanuts and hot pepper
• sauteed stinky tofu with Ma-La sauce
• or stinky tofu in goose blood.

The food was delivered to us as in a Koren restaurant; all at once.The appetizers are part of the whole she-bang.I am a good eater.Too good an eater, but there was nothing I could make peace with and enjoy.It was too hot, too cold, too spicy, too stinky.Nothing was just right.

I inform my husband and son, “we are going for ice cream.NOW. “ Some joy had to come from this meal.

The check came and we went to the front to pay and to discuss the shock of stinky tofu with the owners who look extremely apologetic.A couple of men are waiting to be seated and listen to the conversation and say, “Don’t smell it—eat it.”Well if only life were that easy.“When I first came to this country, one offered in commiseration, “I felt the same way about cheese!” At that point, a hunk of a baguette and a slice or morbier would have suited me just fine.

And that brings me to a memory.

Years ago we were vacationing in Europe and returning from France.We wined, we dined, we cheesed. We needed souvenirs.Before our return flight we stopped in the duty free shops and loaded up on the best chocolates we could find, however many bottles of wine we could fit into our carry-ons (this goes a ways back to the ‘80’s), and the best of all, we hit a cheese shop.

We bought several slabs of some excellent cheeses and were in curds & whey heaven.

The flight was delayed.A few hours.Unrefrigerated cheese has no boundaries.

At last we board the plane and drag our carry-ons to our seats.I have cheese in tow.It smells like cheese in toe.The woman I am about to climb over took one look at me in horror, gave a yell and started to gag. I know I have to take action, but what??Aha.I know. That I Love Lucy episode where she and Desi and the band are returning, I think from Italy. Lucy buys a huge provolone, but it is too big to take on the plane so she remedies the fact by putting baby clothes on it replete with bonnet that she gets from a nearby mother; she also gets herself a baby bottle and feeds the Baby Huey provolone.She lets out a belch for effect, big enough to blow a door off the plane.The other “mother” gets alarmed, reports her for some kind of mistreatment of her curdish infant, and Lucy figures she had to throw the kid a-whey.

She cuts up the formaggio, stuffs some of it in her face, and slices the rest up and jams it into the band’s instruments.Of course when they play them later, the trombones and trumpets blow gigantic cheese bubbles.

My bubble popped. Back on Plight 101,before the woman in the next seat could lynch me, I handed the bag of stinky cheese to the flight attendant who has probably smelled a lot worse.She whisked it off to refrigeration, or maybe she dangled it out a window at 50,000 feet.In any case, the day was saved, my cheese arrived fresh, and the woman didn’t barf.I maintained my innocence.

That leads me to another smelly event:

Innocence and Yahoo 360°.

A couple of weeks ago I was approached by a young avatar whose English was a little awkward. She wanted to know how I did my pages and how she could make her pages, “more prettier.”

We sent a few notes back and forth and I began to realize something was strange.She let me in on a little “ssssh!!! I have to tell you a secret; I told Yahoo I am 19, but I am really 10.”

I checked out her page closely, and yes, I can see this little girl is in grade school.I wrote back that I couldn’t be her friend and that she shouldn’t be on yahoo, that it was for adults, yadda, yadda, unsafe, write a little journal, blah, blah.Miss precocious writes back,

”I HATE YOU!! I HATE YOU!! I HATE YOU!! YOU’RE SO MEAN!! I’M CALLING 911 RIGHT NOW 911 911 911 911 911 911”

I notified yahoo.What stinks is that the page is still up and she is now flirting with, and befriending MEN.Three of them.I clued one of my friends in, but 2 others didn’t allow messages so I clicked their become “friend” buttons and let ‘er rip :I told them under no uncertain terms were they to communicate with her as she is A 10 YEAR OLD MINOR, that I had notified Yahoo, and if I saw any more of this cutesy stuff going on I’d report them to yahoo and the police.

Am I overreacting?I figured out where she goes to ELEMENTARY school,(in Canada; I am in NY), looked it up, called the principal and we had a little talk, educator to educator.I gave her my email address and telephone number.She thanked me profusely.

I received an email today that the little girl had moved and that the Principal forwarded the information to the new school and someone would contact the mother.

But I am still concerned and I still look in on her.There are no coincidences, so it has been said.

I am assigned to the role of guardian angel as we all are.Because if it were my kid I’d want someone to do the same.And because her page is still up and there are some quick comments from males:

·“Flirt,”

“wanna join 4 a chat?,

and one from a man old enough to be this child’s father: [sic]

” wink: back atcha, honey. thanks for the invite, and the mention in your blog. both are VERY much appreciated.”

[Sic] is right.

That stinks.
Addendum: as of this morning, the little girl’s page has been removed.
Amen

What is the theme of this piece? Please elaborate.
•Life stinks!
•My best/worst meal was…
•Where is that child’s mother?
•The author needs a good night’s sleep.
•I love authentic food if it doesn;t have eyeballs, or globular unknowns
•Hey, I remember Hall & Oates!

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•denisH
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Now this was a trip! Only in NYC–maybe? Keep it up or whatever turns yr nose! kisses atcha!

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 12:43am (EDT) Remove Comment

•heidi b
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Wonderful wonderful loved it all you are sooo good

Friday June 15, 2007 – 09:49pm (PDT) Remove Comment

•heidi b
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Forgot to say about your computer stuff that is why I have an Apple and have for 5yrs. 3 Apples down the road and would never have any other knock on wood never had a problem.

Friday June 15, 2007 – 09:51pm (PDT) Remove Comment

•Kerry
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that is the problem with places like this. it’s so easy to lie about your age and have no way to prove it. i had someone on my friends list that said they were 18, but as time wore on and i read more of their blogs, i’m thinking he must be about 15 or 16, so i deleted him.

and i got much amusement out of your stories of the authentic chinese restaurant and bringing home cheese on the plane. 🙂

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 01:18am (EDT) Remove Comment

•dange…
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wow! sans, this is a tour de force of a blog – i enjoyed reading it so much. i am about to put up a blog that may suggest a reason for your computer problems – mercury is in retrograde as of today / yesterday (depending which hemisphere you are in) – check out the blog.
i simply loved your food stories. i am not a champion eater – i am a bit fussy so i would not have been brave enough to have tried a meal at the chinese restaurant. i am afraid i am prone to tummy upsets. and this is a damned shame because i love to travel but my tummy is not as adventurous as the rest of me is, so going to exotic places is fine, but eating exotic food isn’t. i would love to go to places like china but what, i ask myself, would i eat when i get there?
i simply love cheese. i had a pizza last night that had 4 different kinds of chees as a topping. mmmm yummy.
your last story is disturbing. this little girl should not be on yahoo – she can have no idea of the real danger she is in. even if she never hooked up with any of these real men in real life then it is still an unsavoury situation. for a 10 year old to be involved in an flirtation with an adult – a flirtation she cannot be emotionally prepared for is bad enough. and if it turned out that one of these men was a pedophile – this just does not bear thinking about and turns my stomach more effectively than stinky tofu ever could. i applaud your efforts on behalf of this girl wholeheartedly. it is a call to all of us to maintain a decent online community and to look after anyone who strays into our corner of blog land.
phew. that’s about all!

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 04:30pm (EST) Remove Comment

•Cyber…
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jesus christ…I don’t know what shocked me more, the pork blood and goose blood things coupled with stinky tofus or this girl’s unconscious urge to become a pedophile’s victim…I guess the second one…but I agree with your reaction, I would have done the same. The thought of an undercover ten year old surfing and reading our (sometimes quite explicite) blogs and making friends and “friends” on Yahoo 360 is one of the uneasiest feelings I can have as a blogger…

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 11:49am (CEST) Remove Comment

•Bill
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Sat next to a bloke like that from Devon to London.
Into the Drain, underground train, I smelt him again?
Where was he? It was me.lol
The chicken I was taking home had gone bad.
To think this blog could have been longer if your computer had been working? It’s a blessing I suppose.
As it is I will be sniffing my lunch. lol.
Go on, buy a Mac.

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 12:10pm (BST) Remove Comment

•Tee-b…
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Wow..so much to digest in this entry, Sue. 🙂
You were VERY brave to remain in the restauant and order, inspite of the rahter unappealing meals offered(to me, anyway..)and the odors–at least it was authentic!! 😉
I am shocked about the 10 year old girl. Wonder why she chose you to open up to, to disclose the truth about her age? Sometimes it scares me how so many children are so old beyond their years now(my 3rd grade teacher hubby has some stories about kids…girls in particular–from his class this year) My own 12 year old still is fairly innocent, still…but for how long?

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 07:19am (EDT) Remove Comment

•Jacqu…
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First Adobe. It seems that some of Microsoft’s updates don’t play well with Adobe. Vista does not play at all with it. They say they are changing that. But I refuse to do Vista because of its problems. Got the last HP out of the dock with XP on it. But MS did an up date recently that would not allow me to open Adobe photoshop so I kept trying to open it and then reported the problem automatically as my computer is trained to do. Figured I tried to open it 50 times one day. The very next day MS had patched their error.

Food is an entirely another subject but speaking of stinky cheese. I like the soft stuff like Brie and Camebert and have even done Limburger so when a hostess brought out this cheese I thought I was cool but my god if it did not smell like dead people. Was trying to remember the name and googled stinky cheese.

http://www.igourmet.com/stinkycheese.asp

It is not on the list on that page but their are a few others for the adventurous.

The ten year old is another matter. I must say it alarms me and one of the reasons I blogged recently (Redefining Myself) the visual assaults one can get traipsing around yahoo. I don’t think sexually explicit photographs ought to be allowed as avatars or as leads to a blog. And that we should have something beyond mature which allows this discussion like porno where I don’t want to go.

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 05:56am (MDT) Remove Comment

•spazz…
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Hi Sue! Sorry I’ve been outta pocket a bit, but I am finally catching up on your blogs! Wow! My computer Genious brother warned me about Vista, he says you practically have to buy all new software and all the kiknks arent worked out of it yet, so for me not to buy it now, that it might be good by the time I am ready to be done with what I have.

The restaurant sounded horrid! I could not have stayed! You must have been brave or starving or both, but it made for quite a visual blog, actually, I think you caused me to smell it too! Your writing is just so descriptive!

I also had an encounter with a 16 year old boy who said he was older and when I went to his site I figured it out, told him ABSOLUTELY NOT, and deleted him from my friends list and notified Yahoo also. It seems to prevalent, right up there with idiots sending the same stupid email over and over again under different names saying theres millions of dollars in some foreign bank that they need MY help to claim and will make it worth my time with monetary compensation! …Born on a day…just not yesterday!!!!

Oh well, stay away from stinky tofu and “little stinkers too!I loved the Lucy reference, had forgotten about that one!hugs!

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 07:52am (CDT) Remove Comment

•Giles…
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Mao Tai is pretty disgusting as well, especially when you see it with the lizard still in the wine jar. We have restaurants like that here: beef tendon soup which you chew for hours. It’s odd Yahoo ahve done nothing, unless it’s someone just masquerading as a ten year old.

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 04:06pm (BST) Remove Comment

•biggy
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Wow Sue, A rough week was it? Not sure where to start here, so lets try the beginning. I love to dabble in cultural foods other than my own, but it sounds like you might have missed a turn, and ended up at slaughter house for very aged road kill. Might consider Mickey-D’s next time! hahaha..
This computer I use has enough horsepower to dim the lights in Jersey, but I know nothing about computers, can’t type, or spell, it seems to be working well for me so far:) When it gathers enough bugs, I’ll spray the keypad with some RAID, usually does the trick:)
The cheese sounds good!!!!!!!and as far as the kiddies, thanks for the message about the 10 year-old. Personaly, I don’t allow my kids on the net unsupervised. I do get quite a few visiting my page, and probably have a couple in my friends list. I’ll accept about anyone without always checking profiles etc. Personaly, I would’nt do or say anything on here I would’nt do or say in front of the POPE, FBI. or whatever, but some of these nuts are not only sick, there stupid too! Great Blog Sue! and best of luck with your computer:)

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 10:36am (CDT) Remove Comment

•Astra…
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Being a ‘foodie’, and living in the arguable capital of such things (Portland was just voted ‘best food city in North America’ by the Food Network), I’m virtually a Nazi about my consumables.

‘Fridge is cleaned weekly to a standard most only vaguely dream of; everything is fresh, and pull-dates are scrutinized religiously.

Cheese? I was beyond-careful in Europe; their manufacturing techniques for such things leave a bit to be desired….

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 09:22am (PDT) Remove Comment

•Cyn
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Yuck! Stinky Food! Look here http://donteatpoop.k-state.edu

As for the 10 year old. If her page stays up, you may want to contact the FBI. Same with those emails that want your bank account number, etc. I always flood the local FBI office with forward emails and they send back Thank Yous because they DO need our help. (Started doing this after the local Police Department came to our neighbor to help with our Neighbor Watch Program and they told us to do this) And if it is someone posing as a 10 year old to catch pedophiles, the FBI will know that.

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 12:15pm (CDT) Remove Comment

•Papa
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Some little thought to stink about:

“Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being”
Antonin Artaud

Papa

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 10:55am (PDT) Remove Comment

•Agnes
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Sue so much into this blog! First the small girl, you’re right to play the gardian angel. Sometimes, just a little thing matters.
And for all the food stories ROFL! I remember that time when I was at a real Chinese restaurant too and ordered duck’s tongues with black pepper. The others were less adventurous and the 3 of them ended trying MY dish and loving it too.LOL now they wait to see what I’ll order! I’m still laughing at the funny souvenir as I write.

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 11:30am (PDT) Remove Comment

•Agnes
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Forget to ask the name of this little girl (I just got an invitation from someone with a little girl avatar) Can you send it to me in private if you don’t want to post it here?

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 11:41am (PDT) Remove Comment

•redhe…
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Wow what a great blog! Where to start? As for that little girl, what shocked me the most was that you were able to identify where she went to school from her page! If you could do that, so could every pedophile/creep in the world. You were ABSOLUTELY right to notify the school. I think anybody with a child would expect the same. I hope she will be OK. Is it possible those guys didn’t know her age, since she said she was 19? Let’s hope so. As for Yahoo not shutting her down, given how quickly they pounce on people for so-called “mature” content, it’s amazing that they would allow a child to continue a dangerous practice on their site. Maybe somebody should remind them of the potential for liability that this creates!

As for the restaurant, that was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard! I’m vegetarian, so the blood and feet obviously would gross me out! But the stinky tofu, wow, I’ve never heard of that. I wonder why it got such rave reviews. And, more importantly, what kind of ice cream did you have?

And as for your computer company, wow you are patient to stay on the phone that long. Is the problem at last resolved I hope? I would be throwing the computer out the window I think!

And I’m glad to finally see what that cheese avatar was all about! Great stories, and a really compelling blog. Hugs!

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 03:29pm (EDT) Remove Comment

•Lex
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You’ve been to the FEAR FACTOR’s restaurant, SURVIVOR’s sofwares and DR.90210’s cheeses.
What a life experience for a lifetime.
OK, I’ll learn from your life lessons, cos experiencing them all by myself is something that I can’t afford.
You’re so polite, staying in that restaurant for that long. If me and hubby were there we’ll be out of that place right after we read the menu.
(^O^)v

Sunday June 17, 2007 – 03:20am (ICT) Remove Comment

•Frida…
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What a really stinky set of happenings! I love your writing, as usual. I think the stinkiest situation is that of the little girl. I hope Yahoo will do something about that. It had never occured to me that children could be playing around here but it is really easy, isn’t it? You can add any age you want, it’s just numbers! It is really dangerous though. One day it occured to me to do a search here and I found the most awful blogs (and even photos). Some people here are definitely weird. We’d better watch out over those things.

A while ago I read a blog about someone who found a page of a man, showing photos of adults having sex with children. No lying. I think it was at my friend Francesca. She and others reported the page immediately and soon it was gone.

About Vista: I think that is one of the downsides of getting the newest software. I always hear things like that whenever there’s a new version.

And restaurants: Stick with the chicken and mole! Ha. (Joke). I have always loved Oriental food, but that experience was disgusting!

Keep up the good writing. You always make me laugh. Your really should publish. Your writing is very colourful, special… Did you read Aimlessjoy’s poem about the Onion the other day? I love her poetry too. That was a translated poem, but she has great tastes. I really LOVED that poem.

Hugs to you!
PS Why do I feel like having some cheese? Ha.

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 03:37pm (CDT) Remove Comment

•Neil …
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So difficult, Sue. Some kids think it’s so grown up. Until they meet the grown up online. You were right to do what you did. I might have reported her to 911. Hey, you’re not a stinky cheese!

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 10:31pm (BST) Remove Comment

•aimle…
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Splendid blog, truly!! We went to China & I professed to be a vegetarian. I lost ten pounds in two weeks. Very interesting experiences & you wrote them & blended them so seamlessly. Inspired me to remember my dear mother-in-law’s concern that I would have to buy lunch at my first substitute teaching job. There was no refrigerator that I could find when I arrived, & by the time I returned to my planning desk at 1:30 (first free time), my wonderful homemade egg salad on pumpernickel had truly gone GLOBAL. Eeeewwww.

Such a fun blog you’ve got! And kudos for keeping tabs on that poor little girl. Frightening. I’m pretty sure some of the younger girls who have asked to be friends w/me could be undercover cops, too, all to the good. We recently had a case of one Louisiana cop snagging another in a different city who was propositioning meet-ups w/ underage girls. So there are people out there trying to clean things up, & I ‘m glad for that, too. Hope your troubles w/VISTA are at an end!

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 04:39pm (CDT) Remove Comment

•denisH
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Limburger–one word–wish I had some right now. Be careful what you make fun of, it may be the last food to eat after the apocalypse (Sp?–too tired to check) 🙂

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 09:30pm (EDT) Remove Comment

•Laurita
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I didn’t know tofu had any odor. Was it the stuff they cooked it in? I’ve just had it in salad and it’s practically
tasteless. Glad the story with the kid had a happy ending.
Laurita

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 10:24pm (EDT) Remove Comment

•Sans …
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Stinky tofu is fermented.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stinky_tofu

Saturday June 16, 2007 – 10:38pm (EDT) Remove Comment

•Roo
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LOl. Sue your blogs are always a breath of fresh air…well usually…hahah. But that bit of stinky cheese isnt doing your image a lot of good!!

Sunday June 17, 2007 – 08:24am (PDT) Remove Comment

•biggy
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OMG! No I’m not back for seconds, I decided to take the kids to a catfish pond today for some fresh air and fishing. Thought I’d stop by and borrow some of that cheese bait!! Someone told me it works well, and the catfish can’t deny the flavor! hehehe!!!

Sunday June 17, 2007 – 11:37am (CDT) Remove Comment

•Shy
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Uh Oh! I just got my computer set up, it too has vista, so far so good. Haven’t transferred anything yet as the old computer decided it no longer had to run the minute it saw the new one. So that will take a few days or more.

The restaurant story was cute, this happened to me before in a Hunan restaurant. There was a mystery meat delivered to our table that was identified as beef, when I asked what cut they just kept saying “beef”. I finally got up and said I don’t eat this kind of “beef” and left.

I have had several girls and boys send invitations to my page, I always write to them and tell them they shouldn’t be here and to be very careful. I explan that I can’t connect with them. I often wonder where their parents are.

Sunday June 17, 2007 – 07:54pm (MDT) Remove Comment

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Interesting post hun. Sort of tired and wasnt going to comment..i mean i was going to but later soooooo i came back to say about the little girl THAT really is terrifying to think. i found it quite disturbing but that is the reality isnt it?? You are a guardian angel, may God continue to richly bless you. It sort of made me review my friend list ~ …it gives me the willies ~

Sunday June 17, 2007 – 11:55pm (EDT) Remove Comment

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LMAO! You do have some wild adventures! I can recall a simular incident that happened at a local Mexican resturant. My husband always brought home carry-out from this particular place and raved about how great it was, and I couldn’t figure out why I was always getting um bowel problems??? until he took me there in person-I was appalled watching them prepare the food, handle money, touch the food, carry drinking glasses with the rims pressed up against the bloody, greasy apron! I told my husband we had to leave now-he got really mad at me-but after I explained to him my concern, he finally came to his senses! lol! There are very few restaurants that I go to, especially after observing how things are made and handled! Does anybody ever wash their hands? Kudos for reporting the little nymph-and being her guardian angel. Parents need to monitor their children on the internet and Yahoo needs to take heed of all the perverts on 360! Well-all I can say furthermore is-that was interesting!

Tuesday June 19, 2007 – 06:12am (CDT) Remove Comment

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In a previous incarnation of this life, I used to grow most of my own food, bake my bread, make my own sauerkraut, yogurt, cottage cheese and delicious wine. I decided to try making a hard, aged cheese.

At what appeared to be the appropriate time, I took the solid mass and wrapped it in layers of cheesecloth and set it aside to age. Some weeks later, I smelled something bad. Really bad. The cheese was weeping and the ball was round, tight and fatter than when it had been put away. I took it outside where it started to fizz through the cheesecloth.

Tossing it to the chickens, I watched as the omnivorous fowl ran away from the foul mess. The odor was horrendous. The chickens would not touch it. These are chickens who gleefuly dined on a rotten fox carcase (how they killed the fox is a different story) but this exploding cheese was beyond even their palate.

I wonder now if the exploding cheese could have found a home in the right restaurant.

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philsgal7759 wrote on Oct 26, ’07

I hate to think what that tufu tasted like and good grief get that kid a parent

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philsgal7759 wrote on Oct 26, ’07

oops tofu