Comments on: Blood oranges

By: Jessica

Jessica — Tue, 20 Aug 2002 22:20:31 +0000

I’d eat your bloody orange.
No, wait, I wouldn’t.

When I was six years old, my mom had a friend from Hamburg stay at our house while she went gallivanting around L.A. Ingrid was lots of fun, took me out to museums and whatnot, and when my mom called on the third day to check on us she said “this little girl is so nice, can I take her to Greece?” and I thought “Oh hooray, my prayers have been heard, I’m getting out of this miserable life and going to Europe! Hooray for Ingrid!”

She meant Grease. The movie.
That was fun, too, I guess.

By: michele

michele — Mon, 19 Aug 2002 16:59:16 +0000

I know what you mean about the pictures fallling off the walls thing. I always take it as an omen.

Kids eating bloody orange slices, on the other hand, is just plain weird.

By: miguel

miguel — Mon, 19 Aug 2002 14:39:08 +0000

theoretically, i strive to be a good host, and went through a stage where i kept all that stuff – chips and crisps and nuts and snacks – on hand. but then no guests came and i ate most of it myself, and now we’re out. we’re also out of beer, thanks for reminding me. we do have wine, a few bottles at least. but, geeze, we need to stock up on stuff this weekend.

By: kismet

kismet — Mon, 19 Aug 2002 14:30:05 +0000

the whole feeding surprise guests thing is always such a bitch. especially since we aren’t the kind to keep much on hold.

thankfully, most of our friends are unclassy as we are, and are content with fake-fruity candy and beer.