Random Observations- Two Crotchety And One Upbeat

[poliphilo]

1. I'm never going to make one of those lists of things I'm thankful for because my mother told me when I was small that if you make too much noise about how happy and fortunate you are God will squash you like a bug.  Just look what he did to Job. Or maybe it's not God, it's the Brownies. Same difference. The point is there are powers out there that are very, very jealous of human success and only a fool would provoke them.

2.  What's this Cool Whip stuff you Americans put on your pie? It sounds disgusting. Whatever happened to cream?

3. John Howard's gone. That guy was a toad. I'm just so happy for all my Australian friends.

Comments

[mkhobson.livejournal.com]

As a patriotic American, I feel as though I should spring to the defense of Cool Whip.

It's not vile stuff ... it's sweet and frothy and tasty ... and it holds its shape well (due to the fact, as someone else pointed out, that it's made of plastic microspheres.) But it certainly can't hold a candle to whipped cream, especially not Double Devon clotted cream.

Maybe I like it *because* it is second-rate. Poor Cool Whip, always living in the shadow of her more delicious older sister. Her beautiful, perfect, "all-natural" older sister. But it's not her fault that she's kind of artificial. She's a product of a culture she never made. She does what she can with what she's got. Someone's got to love her ... and that someone is me.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I'm quite fond of a stuff called salad cream- which is the poor man's mayo. It's thick and vinegary and yellow and- well- it's what we had when I was growing up.