At the back of the hill

Warning: If you stay here long enough you will gain weight! Grazing here strongly suggests that you are either omnivorous, or a glutton. And you might like cheese-doodles.
BTW: I'm presently searching for another person who likes cheese-doodles.
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Thursday, April 20, 2017


Being possessed of the evil eye as far as her cooking is concerned, most especially when she is preparing large buckets of exquisite kibble for her boyfriend, I stay out of the kitchen when she is engaged in culinary efforts.
So I do not know what she prepared for his enjoyment later this week.
It involves potatoes, and probably butter and cream.
Plus, one imagines, a meat dish.
All of which is now in plastic baggies in the freezer.

Sometimes I resent his even having to eat at all.

I don't mind her in the kitchen when I'm cooking, because I don't need the entire room plus all the elbow space between the counter and the stove.
I am a more planned and deliberate cook, and not easily sidetracked.

I could sneer about female inefficiency and act snootily superior, but actually the difference is methodological rather than gender based. And she stays out when I am preparing my food, probably because I'm loopy then.

From eight till past eleven last night I napped while she commanded the cooking facilities. When I awoke rain was falling, which ceased at around quarter to twelve. She was bathing at that time, and if I wanted to use the kitchen, there was an opportunity.
Having eaten too much at the Vietnamese restaurant -- one meal, for one man, but my stomach is smaller than it used to be -- all I required was a beverage with a little caffeine.

I always cook, eat, bathe, and sleep by myself. Tea and coffee likewise.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like with another person.
One who enjoyed the sound of rain.

It's obviously an abstract issue, because of the women in my ambit none that appeal have jumped out as being single.
Nor have I asked.

I keep waiting for an imaginary friend.

Because of a schedule switch this week, I am off today. The plan is to putz around the empty apartment for a while, then head to Chinatown for lunch, followed by a pipe. If it remains dry I shall eventually end up at Sue Bierman Park to admire the parrots.

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  • At 4:45 AM, Anonymous Stacy said…

    I was reading the Holy Bible, and I found the book about Adam and Eve (Adam Ve Chava), right near the beginning, but I couldn't find the book abotu Adam and Steve (Adam Ve Stava). WHY NOT???!?!?!?!?!?!?

  • At 7:44 AM, Blogger The back of the hill said…

    Because, Stacy, there is no such thing. The name Steve is post-Genesis.

    And Genesis isn't about Adam and Eve either, but loosely details what happened to their fictional descendents up until Egypt. It's a tribal genealogy and justification of that tribe's place in the universe.

    Maybe you were reading Genesis with the wrong focus in mind.

  • At 3:41 AM, Anonymous BIBLE BELT said…


  • At 8:47 PM, Blogger The back of the hill said…

    Which is relevant how?

  • At 7:51 PM, Anonymous Gays fer Jazes said…

    The law offices of Adam and Steve want their name back.

  • At 7:59 PM, Blogger Nate said…

    This is getting odd.

    Mind you, I kind of like it, but I have a history of watching things descend into chaos. This explains why I was not a very good bouncer.


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