Every bit of news I read at some point on one board or another mentions to get my salt shaker handy.
Well, I think you all will be disapppointed to know that the annual Salt Fest was two weeks ago. I know you are all probably sad that you missed it. (We won't mention that I missed the final day's festivities for a day of watching clack with Jen and Drue.) Darn.
I guess the city's philosophy is that it is a good old fashioned gathering of our city that over 99% of the country has no clue exists. And to celebrate salt.
We have salt mines, a historical salt marker and a salt plant (Morton's salt).
Salt, salt, salt. Enough to give anyone a heart attack from hypertension.
I'm sick of salt.
How about we change it from "Take this with a grain of salt" to " Take this with a mocha frappuccino"? I love me some Starbucks.
Just a suggestion.
Yes, I am in love with one Mr. Clay Aiken. Who isn't? Seriously. I'm 27 and live in the nice, boring state with plenty of wheat.
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