* Biz asked me about my willingness to eat ham. Well, see this is one of the main reasons (besides non-belief in higher powers) that I identify as a "lapsed cultural Jew." Judaism is both a culture and an ancient Abrahamic religion (oh yes, it's not the only one), and my father was (allegedly; it's complicated) the first atheist in the line. We were KINDA Jewish. We celebrated Passover and Hannukah and Purim, but had a Christmas tree and ate pork and mixed meat and dairy. We bought a box of matzoh for Passover but also usually had chametz in the house. I took bagels to school in my lunchbox before bagels were a "thing" (oh yes, America is a Bagel Culture now, but hasn't always been), but don't speak more than a smattering of Yiddish. Since I don't believe in the god of the Hebrews, Leviticus doesn't dictate what I eat, although I have an uneasiness about eating pork that I sometimes think might be some kind of "cultural memory." I also cannot--CANNOT--bring myself to even sample most shellfish and seafood. I've overcome the pork thing thanks to bacon (mmm...delicious bacon) and ham, and have been known to eat and love casino-style clams while anemic, but would walk out of a dinner party before I'd put an oyster in my mouth. I'm weird.
* Several of you expressed a real desire to know just how Hotter gets so many ticks in his fun-zone, so I asked him:
MFA Mama: The people want to know what's up with the ticks on your junk. Do you have any official comment?
Hotter: Tell them it's ATTRACTIVE JUNK!
* Nobody ACTUALLY asked, but I am not at work currently because I'm sick. Fever, chills, body aches and wheezing with productive cough. Blehhh...I think I'm going to try to call in sick to court tomorrow. It's THAT BAD. At least if the judge issues a bench warrant I'll have free healthcare in The Stony Lonesome, right?
* How are all of YOU?