Wasn’t that a really terrible softcore flick on late night Skin-a-max?

No, that would be Chained Heat you are thinking of. Or Chained Heat II actually.

Before we continue this discussion, I’d like to wish a very Happy Birthday to MCA. Rap on forever holmes.

Okay, back to Canned Heat.

Wasn’t it that Jamiroquai song?

This song?

Why, yes it is. Just one of my many guilty pleasures. My new Freddie Mercury shirt, compliments of Teacher Sis being the most awesome person ever, is also one of them.

The sleeves had to go.

I bet you are wondering why all the talk of canned things. Well, friends, lemme tell ya’.

Teacher Sis and I canned the living crap out of some veggies yesterday. We made 7 quarts of salsa with the various tomatoes, peppers, and onions from the many gardens we are in proximity to. We made bread-n-butter zucchini pickles. We made garlicky dill cucumber pickles. After I left the kitchen, I think she kept on canning. Rumor has it that there is a jar of pickled okra with my name on it out there in the universe somewhere.

Today the hits just keep on coming. Workout, work, miscellaneous other stuff, and my secret wizard club are meeting in the Room of Requirement.

Fun things.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC