Archive for November, 2007

Last night I had a fantastically productive writing session. Feet propped up on a footstool, laptop on lap, The Next Iron Chef on in the background, and voila! Ten pages.  Ten pages is always about as much as I can ever write in one sitting, so I was thrilled.

Now.  I just need to do it again today.

And tomorrow.  

A friend and I were at a grocery store tonight, and as we walked down the aisle we saw rows and rows of olive oil.  Doesn’t it seem odd that there are levels of virginity for olive oil? 

There’s olive oil, virgin olive oil, and extra virgin olive oil. There might be others, I don’t know.  If you know your olives, and your oils, and your cooking, well - it might not be odd at all to you.

And if you don’t know anything about any of those things, you might really get the giggles in Wal Mart.