Blogging from the vault, Part 1:

Thought I'd dig out some of my abandoned posts from the drafts file. Didn't realize that they would be time-stamped with the original date. So here's the link to the first installment, titled "Meet my dad, the chick."

Just a place-holder

Seems to be a theme amongst bloggers I know. I am not dead. Just wishing, at this particular moment, that I were. For no particular reason, either.

SInce I have no time to write about the real things on my mind, and since I have nothing to contribute in the way of wit and insight, I'll just dig into the archive of my brain and tell a random tidbit about my dad. Someday he will be gone and I will be sorry if I never got this non-story into the official record.

The four food groups, according to Bob (before he went and improved his diet a few years ago, thus ruining a perfectly good anecdote):
1. The salty snacks group (consists of Fritos, pretzel rods, etc. Also Snickers ice cream bars, because they don't fit anywhere else.)
2. The garlic bread group
3. The really good deli meats group
4. Brussels sprouts

Seriously -- that 4th one is the only vegetable he eats.