...were just not meant to be easy and the project I had hoped to finish on the weekend went way, or at least a day, beyond. But it now appears to be done, ready to be trundled off to the printer in the morning. And what I need now, to celebrate, is some stinky cheese. Alas.
Stinky cheese is what my Grandpa used to call it - it was a soft, spreadable cheese made in Van Wert, Ohio, called Liederkranz. And yes, it was stinky. Really stinky. And good.
But I haven't seen the stuff in years: the Liederkranz company, or whatever it was called, is gone. Defunct. Kaput.
So I'll just have to snuggle up with my iPod, I guess. And maybe eat a cracker or two, without.
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