Magnificent enigma. A cornucopia of idiosyncrasies. Queen Carnivore & Inventor of the Meat-iverse. Writer by necessity, daydreamer by nature. Pronouns: 🤓/😈
I’ve said this before and I will say it again:
If eating meat *could* affect the environment to the degree that the earth would be in danger of burning up, I would use the flames as the planet dies a fiery death to sear a ribeye medium-rare in one last stubbornly rebellious meal.
You know what I don’t see very often are new Taco Bell‘s being built. Do they think we’ve reached perfect Taco Bell saturation? Cause I don’t know if I’m ready to accept that premise.
Thank you for all the birthday wishes. I had a quiet day writing, HBTP made me lamb chops for dinner, and I then had my Sunday spa time movie night (The Cutting Edge, 1992).
Oh, and my congestion seems to be a teeeeeny bit better today.
Onward to 43!