A loveletter

Dear Universe:

I would like to exchange my allergy "dust" for another allergy of equal or greater value. Perhaps an allergy to "electric jellyfish" or "dodo feathers". I would also be willing to do a double exchange:two for the price of one. I am willing to accept allergy "frozen cactus juice" or "sandworm spit".

If I unable to exchange, I would simply like to return it for store credit.

No love,

-me

Blackberry Lime Flan Recipe

Blackberry Lime Flan

¾ loosely packed brown sugar ( ½ and ¼ cup separated)

3 eggs

1 (14 ounce) can sweetened condensed milk

1 (12 fluid ounce) can evaporated milk

2 tablespoon pure vanilla extract

2 tablespoons key lime juice

3 tablespoons dark spiced rum

¼ cup smashed fresh blackberries. Drain liquid.

Directions

1 .Preheat oven to 350 degrees F

2 .In a medium saucepan over medium-low heat, melt ½ cup sugar, rum and 1 tsp of lime juice until liquefied and golden in color. Carefully pour hot syrup into a 9 inch round glass baking dish, turning the dish to evenly coat the bottom. Set aside.

3. In a large bowl, beat eggs until frothy. Beat in condensed milk, evaporated milk, remaining sugar, lime juice, blackberries and vanilla until smooth. Pour egg mixture into baking dish. Cover with aluminum foil.

4. Bake in preheated oven 50 minutes. Let cool completely. (usually over night)

5. To serve, carefully invert on serving plate with edges when completely cool.



(DO NOT USE FROZEN BERRIES. It will add too much water and your flan will not set.)

Since I don't have cable TV, I don't watch TV.

Pretty simple, no?

Since I don't watch current TV, I  can't really tell you anything about any show that is on right now. If it happend to be on ten years ago, I might have caught. Generally speaking, I don't really care about what is on the telly, because I have my head stuck in a book... and probably no popular, non interesting, non fun books that you hate, too.




I know that there are lots of good things out there, and lots and lots of bad things, too. But who am I to judge that? My favorite movie of all time is Conan the Barbarian, ffs. And I love the eighties.

There.

I said it.

Bring back big hair and new wave! Bring back Mtv! Bring back androgyny!

Also, if I like a show, it will die. This is a true and factual statement. (This also happens to bands that I love.)



Case in point: Dead Like Me (cancelled), BSG (jumped the shark), Pushing Dasies (cancelled), My So Called Life (cancelled), Twin Peaks (cancelled) Firefly (cancelled)... the list goes on and I am tired. But you get the point.

And like the shows I love, terrible, terrible things happen when I make plans to go to concerts!

In 1994, I personally bought tickets to watch a little band called Nirvana. See, I loved Nirvana. I was fifteen. And, like every other band that I have personally bought the tickets for-bought, not given-the lead singer has died. I also killed Jerry Garcia and Bradley Nowell. Sad, but true.



With Nirvana, I got caught smoking on campus, got in serious trouble, ran off, came back, got grounded and had to sell my tickets. Cobain was dead within a couple of months.



With Grateful Dead's Garcia, I bought the tickets, flew in to San Fransisco for the concert and missed the show. He died within weeks.



WithSublime's Nowell, I was planning on seeing them perform when I ran off to California with my boyfriend. We broke up and I never made it out there. Nowell was dead within a couple of months.



Blind Melon front man's Shannon Hoon died shortly after I made plans to see them in concert.



I made plans to go see Michael Bolton with my mother and he lived. It was tragic! (just kidding.. or am I?)



I don't go to concerts anymore. Like, ever. I have been to a few here and there-most of them impromptu. Well, I should say that I don't buy tickets anymore or announce long term plans to see anyone in concert.

Really, it is for the best. If I went to every concert that I ever wanted to go to, the world would be out of great music.