Cake failure

[featherynscale]

The King Cake failed utterly yesterday. The dough, for some reason, refused to rise. Perhaps the yeast was no good, or the house was too cold, or something. I have no idea, really. So the experiment was summarily pitched, and will not be repeated. It wouldn't rise when I wanted it to, and now I have cake performance anxiety. Sunday was sort of like that, in the lack of mojo department.
:-/

Other than that, there were four things worth journaling about this weekend, those being a visit to the synagogue on Friday, a dream of supervillainy on Saturday morning, the Nine Inch Nails show Saturday night, and starwyse's party following the show. And, in the manner of chronarchy, I'll tell you about those later.

Comments

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

At least one. One might even say you have "manners", which is more than your humble correspondent can say.

It just reminded me of you, you're often saying "I did all this stuff... more later!" :)

[chronarchy.livejournal.com]

I would call someone who said I had "manners" a damn liar and put a reward on their head.

I don't want people thinking that I'm strangly decent to be around. No, can't have that at all.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Then I'm afraid you're going to have to stop being strangely decent. There's nothing for it but for you to join the rest of us in a life of debauchery, depravity and wretched excess.

[chronarchy.livejournal.com]

Well, you're certainly correct there, as apparently, I've been quoted in Britain. . . Weird:

http://chronarchy.livejournal.com/275325.html?thread=3540861

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

See? You're internationally famous. Can depravity be far behind? No, I say! The world demands sex tapes!!

[infintysquared.livejournal.com]

*sigh* The world ALWAYS demands sex tapes. Porn is a high-volume commodity, y'know.