WRETCHED EXCESS

Gad, Set, I a magnetized by this thread. After weeks of figuring out what to call our gallery, often over lunch - of course - we came up with two names we could live with. One was Wretched Excess, and the other was Piante (italian for plants and plans). We went with the second, but I still keep a soft spot for the phrase.

Ok, I'll go back and read the question more seriously.

By God, don't you dare bring no seriosity inta this thread . . . it ain't got a serious bone in its body . . .

All right! I'll be careful not to. But I gotta go back and read it..

ooohh

you mean we arent supposed to eat a whole bag o' sumpin?
shee-yit.



Cheetos man
they dont survive around me.

1 movie takes 1 big bag or 3 small snack bags.
Even after a big meal.

Always... AAALLLLWWAAAYYSS room for them thar' cheetos..

That's the spirit . . . i feel that way about popcorn, too . . .

Pistachios in big bags, salted of course. This is inherited from my former addiction to sunflower seeds.

Ruffles. (No, no, no, no, no.. etc.)

Chocolate milk.
I love really good chocolate candy, don't get me started, but buy it and eat it in moderation. The chocolate milk fills some internal reservoir of need.

OK, thas' a start.

Miss Cleo says she feels the same way about the peanut butter doggies treats i just gave her . . . but since Lovey pays for 'em, i don't think i better give her the whole bag . . .

mmmmm

Ruffles with some cream cheese & hot sauce .
Well..not really HOT sauce..

that pace brand stuff.. in a jar

In about 10 more minutes I should have a 2nd bag of jellybeans gone for the weekend. I got distracted by 2lb wheel of Gouda (now gone) during the Villanova game or the jellybans would have been gone much earlier.

Howsabout "Paint Misbehavin'. ?

Oil Vey ?

Help me out here folks.

<I made quick work of an entire box of Tricuits with a cheddar cheese chaser today>

I am ashamed of myself.

Testify, LTX, Testify ! ! !

I gotta big bag a Ruffles, and a two-liter Coke settin' next to the bed, and a Wodehouse, "Jeeves" novel i ain't never read . . . justa waitin' fer me . . .

What would Setanta do ?

Eat the whole bag ! Eat the whole bag !

It ain't about quantitity of life...It's aboot quality !

Go for the gusto !

Sunflower seed memories...

When I was a wee lass, I dunno, I am thinking it was when I was between eighteen and twenty-one, I worked at a big city catholic hospital a lot of hours a week while I went to school. This was back when you weren't supposed to work, or at least work much. Some of those hours were lame time. Paper clip and rubber band fights in the Cashier's office, and so on.

The hospital had a nifty library and I was near bizarrely interested in the library contents, being then pre-med. Also, that was a keeno place to do my homework, whatever year of the six years of school I worked there. My memory is that I would do that in off hours, between the end of some school class and my time to show up for Work.

Anyway, a fellow cashier (still a friend) and I had gone to the library - which the doctors tended to never show up at - one evening, and she was doing her spanish lit homework and I was puzzleing something about - who knows now, maybe psych101, and together we decimated a giant bag of sunflower seeds and put the shells in the ashtray, more or less. You know how it is, one misses from time to time.

We were nailed, and rather gently. Schniff.

There was another time in the quiet library when I was studying in the afternoon when the very darling greyish haired doctor from ireland talked to me for a while. I was at that point in time at that cusp between unbelievable naivete, now, and catching on. I can't remember what he said, and won't label it as harassment - probably never had sexual tones. Something quiet and nice.

So now I connect, years later, personal awakening, and............... sunflower seeds.

Too serious, I bet. But those mems make me grin.

Anything loose, including chips, cookies, grapes - anything at all. Any leftover dinner gets picked at til it's gone. Chocolate, ice cream. That's what I crave at the moment! Ice Cream. Be back in a few minutes.

Ice cream is tricky. An a2k friend and talked about this yesterday.. The deal is, you have to buy it just as you are going home. Or, have your car outfitted, in summer at least, with icecream temp maintaining capabilities.

Diane and I stopped just this last week in a place in old town...
I had a cup of chocolate, with an overlay of - guess what - pistachio.

mmmmmmmmmm.

Nice. I put the Ranger's A/C on extremely cold when I'm transporting ice cream. Right now we are on plain strawberry. Often I top it with a mix of real berries.

It's the week before my....well...lets just say I have PMS and I needed this thread like a hole in the head

But seriously, I hear ya, Set. If I let myself, I'd be the same way, except I'd be in the bakery bying cheesecake and anything rich and creamy.
I love nuts, so I gotta pay attention when I sit down with a bag of those.

I won't go near Fritos because I just can't stop.

M&Ms with or without peanuts can be a problem (I see you can relate ;-) )


Oh oh, I'm starting to scare myself