My lovely wife just uttered the phrase: "It's not nearly as dangerous as a roach!" She was referring to a stink-bug found in our living room. In case you can't tell, my wife is a roach-freak. When there's a roach around, she freaks. I've never seen a pregnant woman move so fast as when she discovered a roach in the kitchen once upon a time (that was a number of years ago; she's no longer pregnant, but still has "the moves" when roaches are around; actually, she still has the moves even when roaches aren't around, it just gets a lot faster when they are).
On a completely unrelated topic, I did the unthinkable - I clicked on my own Google Ad (I really hope they forgive me for that). But how could I not? Check this out: alligator jerky! I think I'm going to have to order some of that just to see. I've never eaten alligator before (I did have a turtle burger in the Cayman Islands once, but we couldn't differentiate between the turtle burger and the regular burger at the time - my wife didn't care for either, although I thought both were good).
About to head up to the church for Wednesday evening services (I work in the AWANA T&T program). I'll have to continue working on my Blog "look" when I return.
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Hey, Tony, alligator meat is a pretty common thing down N'Awlins way (and elsewhere along the Gulf Coast, and even the Atlantic Coast in Florida). Teri and I actually just bought some alligator meat from a Cajun food website, Cajun Grocer. Tasty stuff, that!
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