Eating a Tim Tam

This weekend I was introduced to the joys of eating a Tim Tam the Australian way (Thanks, Matt! :) ) and I may never be the same again. Apparently these amazing cookies are found in your local AM:PM store (assuming your town HAS an AM:PM store. Sorry Alon, maybe Buy The Way has them too?)

This post pretty much sums up how to eat a Tim Tam. And let me tell you - it is AMAZING and you will not believe it until you try it.

http://loveandcooking.blogspot.com/2004/10/how-to-eat-tim-tam.html

What I find ironic is that it is my former personal trainer that is singlehandedly responsible for the major pounds I am about to put on eating these things.

Again - Thanks, Matt :( !!!!!!

Affront!

I was walking with my friend Matt on Shenkin Street on Friday afternoon (Hey, Matt! Glad you could come visit!!) and we happened on what I believe is an affront to human decency and aesthetic.
I confess - I hate Crocks! I more than hate Crocks, I d-e-s-p-i-s-e them. I realize they are comfortable and cheap and so on and so on but they really are ugly, and apparently not very safe because it is very easy to slip and fall while wearing them.
What is worse than wearing Crocks?

Wearing Crocks with socks!!!!
I mean, c`mon!
Now I appreciate that at least he is wearing colored Crocks, of which there are a variety of options, and at least people wear something than the usual boring blue or gray or brown.
Why is this scary to me?
Because if you look closely you'll notice that the socks match the color of the shirt and the Crocks match the color of the trim on the sleeve.

He wasn't trying to be comfortable.

He was making a fashion statement, and he put thought into it.

With Crocks.

*shudder*

the Office IV

I used to really love the song Mama Mia by Abba. While not their best work, it is certainly catchy and fun, as most songs about wronged lovers and cheating should be.
I was even able to maintain my affection for it through the horrible, horrible experience that was Mama Mia the Movie. Pierce Brosnan sounding like a Moose that had been shot and left to die and Meryl Streep moving like an awkward teenager in a school play did not diminish my love of the song.
so what finally did it? Why, The Office, of course...
Somebody at work has the first bar of Mama Mia set as their ringtone and it drives me NUTS, due to a couple of reasons:
1. It's loud.
2. It rings incessantly.
3. he doesn't pick it up.
So about 5 times a day I hear the opening notes of Mama Mia. I'm sick of it. Is it too much to ask to have you put your phone on vibrate or at least TURN THE RINGER DOWN?!?!
Now I will admit to, a few years ago, having Fergie's "London Bridge" as my ringer, and when I used to love the song (I don't anymore) nothing would give me greater pleasure than to have someone call me and not pick up until the very last second because I wanted to
1. Hear the chorus.
2. Annoy my cubicle neighbors.

Karma's a bitch, eh? :)