Project 313 – Post No. 029

Readers might have noticed my tardiness in responding to comments and bloggers I follow might have missed my insightful, irreverent, and often annoying comments. We had visitors and my time on the computer took a back seat to spending time with friends we’d not seen for a while. 

I tried catching up with everyone I’ve missed over the last five days, but if I missed someone . . . sorry. 

I had posts scheduled for the time I knew I would be otherwise occupied, but I’m writing this live a few hours ahead of its scheduled posting. 

I wish I had something profound to share; an insight into the mystery that is Spam, perhaps. Alas, I only know that it’s good. And healthy. And nutritious. 

Anyway, I hope to get back on schedule over the next few days. 

For now, the photo:

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Yes, that does have a slight “liquid” treatment. I think it suits it well. 

As part of entertaining guests, we had a few meals at restaurants. By few, I mean two. The Cafe 100 and the Island Fish & Chips that I’ve mentioned before. Yes, I had the Super Loco. No, wait . . . we also went to Tex, but that was just for the malasadas. Oh, wait; we also went to the Punaluʻu bakery which also has malasadas and the sweetbread I use to make french toast . . . which I did make. 

You might imagine we’d eat out more, but you never know what you’re going to get when you eat out. 

A home meal is more relaxed, usually suited to individual tastes, and more of an opportunity to mix good food with good conversation. 

Yes, I’m still able to eat copious amounts of food at home; probably more than when I go to a restaurant since usually the food is better at home.  

Anyway, I’m keeping this short because I have other stuff to do. Here’s today’s doodle . . . Psychedelic Visions. 

Psychedelic Visions

And . . . that’s it

Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.

You can read about Project 313 HERE.

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