amy rocks, okay?

Seriously folks. Takes five minutes of your time to read one post and the chuckle you get out of it will no doubt be rewarding. It's a comic recipe cooking blog ! It's like Calvin and Hobbs meets food with a side of comedic ninja! What else were you going to do with those five minutes that will make you giggle and put some perspective on the snobbish assholes that we share the world with?! If your answer is: Come up with a witty snap-crack joke and make myself laugh - then write that down and share it with the world. Some of us aren't that funny on our own time ;) Excerpt:  As the recipe makes its rounds on the internet I get sporadic influxes of comments and emails etc. and I’ve gotten  so much  flack for that syrup that I figured I’d go ahead and put this out there:  I don’t care what kind of syrup you use.  I don’t care if you use syrup at all.  Whether you want to slather your pancakes with honey mustard or tap the finest,  mapleiest  ...

Today is my sixth day of acupuncture in Portland and coupled with physical therapies once a week, I feel better in my life than ever before. Maybe since i was 13. This street takes me to the calming place where I have 30-50 needles poked into my backside (some quite literally my BACKSIDE) and I’m left to feel the muscles pulse, shake, twist and quiver for forty minutes. The instrumental music, soft lighting and calming water are offensive at first because all I want to do is yak - the muscles are causing internal organs I never knew I had to churn in discomfort but soon to transform via pure utter liquid conformity to how the human body should be. After my palms are dotted with perspiration and I’ve breathed deep enough to fill a blimp, she leaves me on the heated bed and will be back in fifteen minutes to check in. THIS my friends, is where it gets GOOD. At first you can’t get yourself to calm down despite having the lights off and a fleece blanket spread over you, well, as much of yo...