153 - Counting Down the Days...

15 Days till Vacation. 13 if you count from Thanksgiving!

Tomorrow night, my wife and I are going to a Wine and Food Tasting at the Warner Theater. We've been there a few years back, and it's a wonderful time. The tickets were a gift to me for my birthday this year from my friend Dave and his wife Tina.

Other than that, I have to put the cover on the Vette this weekend, and hook up the battery trickle charger. Not too exciting a weekend.

Thursday, on the way home from work I stopped at a store up here called Linen & Things (who are going out of business here) and bought a very nice Henckel knife set for the kitchen. Anyone who's ever done any professional cooking knows that Henckel is one of the top brands. They're 'high carbon steel', not stainless steel like the more inexpensive knives on the market. I used to have a small set long ago when I was a cook, and having these here now.. well, you'd have to hold them in your hand to know how good they feel to an ole former chef like me.

And now for you michelle, a pun:

In the great desert lived a band of nomads. Their leader, Benny, had risen to his rank due to his magnificent beard. His people believed a man's strength and courage came from his beard, and thus the man with the biggest beard was their chief.
After leading the band for many years, Benny began to fell uncomfortable wearing the beard, in this hot and dusty land. He wanted to shave it off, so he called his council together to get their advice.
When he said he wanted to shave, the councilmen were shocked. One said, "Do you not remember the ancient legend, Sire. The leader who removes his beard is cursed and made into a piece of earthenware."
Benny had heard this legend, but being a modern man, he scoffed at the tale.
Being headstrong, he went ahead and cut and scraped away his once magnificent beard. As the final whisker was cut off, a huge dust storm came up. It lasted only a few seconds, and when it cleared, there was a man-sized clay vessel where only moments before had stood their leader.
The council then knew the legend must be true. Their conclusion? "A Benny shaved is a Benny urned."

Have a wonderful weekend all!