You can’t blame her, really.
Well, have you?
If Einstein taught us anything, my friends, it’s that perspective is reality. Now, we’ve looked at the issue of perspective and seafood before on the ol’ raincoaster blog. Lately the meme has spread, yea even unto the highest reaches of Automattic, where Matt has examined the eternal question from the Anuran point of view.
With the passage of time often comes new angles, new viewpoints, new horizons, and raincoaster herself is not exempt from the machinations and wearings of temporal transit. Indeed, from my new vantage point as a parenting blogger, I find myself shunning the simple, yet easy and cheap, cartoons of yesteryear and engaging more authentically with photographs, as they are more accurate, indeed almost narcissistically so, representations of the real world and thus, more relevant to my more introspective, navel-gazey daily life now. No more cheap jokes with line-drawn crustaceans! No, our new standard demands more; it demands typical scenes that could be taken from my very life!
You know how those Catholic girls can be. From Billy Joel to Alanis Morissette, bards across the ages have chronicled their plunging descent from the convent into the degraded wasteland of sin and vice in which they dwell from puberty onward. Never has this been more obvious than in our Flickred and Facebooked culture.
The proof? Click past the jump to see what happens to a simple, youthful native of Eire once she ripens and the sharpers find her. Bob Guccione has a lot to answer for.
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Guess which I am!!!
You Are Profoundly Disturbing |
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You aren’t just attracted to darkness – you thrive in it. Your interests are downright creepy, and you may even lack normal human empathy. While there’s no harm in enjoying the macabre, remember to keep your vilest thoughts to yourself! |
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In a world where our most revered chef is a nattering, giggling, chainsmoking, Botox-riddled second-rate Mary Richards impersonator, it is heartening at last to find a show featuring someone so singlemindedly dedicated to the pursuit of culinary perfection. Someone for whom the mysteries of the roux are as deserving of attention as the mysteries of geopolitics, or the Dead Sea Scrolls.
Ladies and gentlemen, may I present: Cookin’ With Coolio: Swashbuckling Shrimp!
Did he say “a dime bag of pepper?”
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