Failing expectations.

Last night, I had Boston Baked Beans,
Some Mayo was spread in between,
Tasted alright,
Less with each bite,
Haagen Daas, with prailenes and cream!

Finally got the "brown beaner" done. No toaster oven, so I BBQed the bread... who needs a toaster oven? I mean... it's good for reheating pizza, I guess... but, what else? Whatever, the fuse blew on it a couple months ago, I opened it up to look for the fuse, none to be found. Took it to the garbage downstairs, the man digging for bottles asked if it was trash before I even set it down (Oy, I said "trash", ewe'd think me last school full o' 'Limey Blokes' 'ould 'ave 'ad some affects on me's English).

I watched James Bond 007 Casino Royale on Friday night with Candy. It was too noisy, it kept waking me up! I was so tired, I almost didn't go, but I thought an exciting movie could keep me awake... nope. Anyways, I saw a preview of it on TV and only recognized one scene in the preview... also, I don't even know who the bad guy is. Candy liked it though, I might go see it again.

P.S. I went out for a baguette last night for my sandwich... none to be had. So, the baker asked me what time I wanted my baguette. Ten pm was my response. How many? One, please. Only one? Yep. Ummm.... ok, I'll bake one for you at ten tomorrow. Pretty cool, huh? Now I have to go there whether I want one or not, huh? I think tonight, I'll have grilled Tuna... and the search for cheese in a lactose intolerant country begins.