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02/05/2015 § 21 Comments
I wonder what governs these things. In the plan of the universe, why did they cut me first? Did I look more attractive? And what does “Eeenie, Meenie, Miney, Moe” mean?
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No, no. Pie are round. Cakes are square,…. some of the time.
Eat = pie & cake
To SUM up: π r GOOD!
You have achieved quotation status on a recent post. Hope you enjoy the mirthful madness of my concoction. 😀
Don’t be so crusty, you could have been thrown in someone’s face.
Wasting a PUMPKIN pie in that way HAS to be a sin in every world religion!
Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Moe. I think I remember them. Weren’t they the
four stooges? They were always doing stunts with pies.
I think I read somewhere that they were the children of Mickey and Minnie, who could have any pie they wanted after Disney hired their parents.
The words of the famous Jack Horner “I stuck in my thumb and pulled out a plum, (er no, a punkin, or a sweet potato or…)” well I’ve got to work on that one a bit more.
Or, in THIS case: “I stuck in my thumb and felt really dumb when the pie wasn’t plum.” While your “working on it,” Ken, don’t be glum.
Pie are not squared in this instance.
Although it’s a good illustration of a radius.
If this is pumpkin and covered in whipped cream, it would never have time to think, whisper to another pie or anything else. Photo it gone!
Why do you think half of one pie is gone while they are still on the stovetop cooling?
Well – Tom accuses me of loving pumpkin pie so I can have lots of whipping cream but that’s just not so. I love the taste of pumpkin in about anything – but not a pumpkin latte. Never a flavor in my non-fat latte! Matter of fact – pumpkin muffins – I’ll make up a batch tonight and can warm them for breakfast tomorrow.
Wish you could beam me one over the Internet. Maybe in our lifetime. I’ve recently developed a fondness for the pumpkin spice chai lattes at my favorite coffee place.
Humm – haven’t road tested the taste. Our favorite coffee hang out left town a couple years ago and we still don’t have a replacement that feels right. We used to go almost every afternoon. I’d write and Tom would do sketches or read. We’d gotten to the point where we knew everyone and they knew us. If we weren’t there by 2:30, the owner would call to make sure we were awake and okay. We’ve really missed hanging out there. Several of the college professors and professionals made it their late afternoon get-away.
We have a gem: http://donkeycoffee.com/?page_id=14166 Several quiet rooms for conversation, reading, studying–more like an old-world coffee house.
No fair, John. I’m jealous. If your coffee shop were in my town, I’m afraid I’d be there as many hours as they were open. I love a ‘real’ coffee house. You know, the ones where they know your name and are glad to see you each time you walk through the door. I’m going to click on the link and I know I’m going to be really upset!
I guess “the life of pi” wasn’t so long after all.
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