Well, the long weekend is over...for me.
Wifey (Erin) & I ended up going to my parents place for Easter dinner on Saturday. My grandfather attempted to deep-fry a turkey. He got the fryer for Christmas and had yet to successfully fry a bird. Apparently partly frozen turkeys won’t work...and neither do chickens, as we found out...
I said it looked like he was running some sort of moon-shine operation in his car-port – he assured me there hadn’t been any moon-shine in the carport since at least last Thursday.
Anyway, that was a bust, because due to some kind of voodoo science, chickens cannot be deep fried as a Turkey can; the outside was a nice golden brown, while the inside had more of a salmonella tone...thankfully my mom had also prepared a ham. We didn’t go without food.
Here’s hoping 3rd time’s a charm when it comes to deep-fried turkey...I’m still waiting to taste it.
Anyway, as mentioned, it’s back to work for us here at the Fox...or at least me...the hallways seemed strangely devoid of people; it’s like today was a holiday, but no one told me. Everyone’s still in a sugar coma from intense chocolate consumption, no doubt...or just completely shocked by the Vancouver Canucks...
Anyway, when it comes to days like this, productivity tends to take a hit and general tomfoolery abounds - Meaning:
OFFICE CHAIR RACES!
Me and Granter square off
I gain the upper hand... through no dirty tactic of my own *wink*
"Ever since I been the Champ!"
Anyway, hope you continue to enjoy your day off if you have...and if not, try office chair races; they really break up the day.
Cheers,
-Crash-
*By the way, one bonus to hangin' at my parents place is the wildlife that drops by...this fox came right up onto the deck:
Wifey (Erin) & I ended up going to my parents place for Easter dinner on Saturday. My grandfather attempted to deep-fry a turkey. He got the fryer for Christmas and had yet to successfully fry a bird. Apparently partly frozen turkeys won’t work...and neither do chickens, as we found out...
I said it looked like he was running some sort of moon-shine operation in his car-port – he assured me there hadn’t been any moon-shine in the carport since at least last Thursday.
Anyway, that was a bust, because due to some kind of voodoo science, chickens cannot be deep fried as a Turkey can; the outside was a nice golden brown, while the inside had more of a salmonella tone...thankfully my mom had also prepared a ham. We didn’t go without food.
Here’s hoping 3rd time’s a charm when it comes to deep-fried turkey...I’m still waiting to taste it.
Anyway, as mentioned, it’s back to work for us here at the Fox...or at least me...the hallways seemed strangely devoid of people; it’s like today was a holiday, but no one told me. Everyone’s still in a sugar coma from intense chocolate consumption, no doubt...or just completely shocked by the Vancouver Canucks...
Anyway, when it comes to days like this, productivity tends to take a hit and general tomfoolery abounds - Meaning:
OFFICE CHAIR RACES!
Me and Granter square off
I gain the upper hand... through no dirty tactic of my own *wink*
"Ever since I been the Champ!"
Anyway, hope you continue to enjoy your day off if you have...and if not, try office chair races; they really break up the day.
Cheers,
-Crash-
*By the way, one bonus to hangin' at my parents place is the wildlife that drops by...this fox came right up onto the deck:
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