Sometimes some JABBERWOCKY...

...can really help you get through the day. Especially when life is not making a whole lot of sense, but you know you can divine something from the murkiness of it all, if you just look deeply enough, or abstractly enough.

And here's mine:

As I stand in this floambertsnog listening to schizzle
And the flip-flap of the winged Be-He-Moth sets me to frizzle
The splorts in my mind begin to cronk back and forth
Across schasms of dunkrock from south Crag to north

Should I ascue the critter and fling through the proush
Setting all subsequent beskwittles a-whoosh?
Or is it bester to toigh down and batten the Gildershod
Thereby sneeching further plaise from El Bunder God?

Itʼs quackshuns like this that give my razz a twittle
And thereʼs nought left to droom but google P. Diddle
For the wisenack oft blooms when snorching hubriskly
Instorgation desmacks one upon blacker he kissed me.

But now I groph too far awarft of the gayden
Which skines no promish for Lorsh to say then
Whither the grung Be-He-Moth finds his Frodung
Or sufrices all life on the errant Lacklung.

The left arm moveth atwine, water twurgs down,
The Hordnath hath come to clunter a chown
This marth be the last Toblerooter I am gibbons
To besquath my evortlast Smot from the hibbons!

I dart longly with my flortle-ink, twerds the critter
Draply luring it asnonk with nought a low twitter
Checking each splort that groams up to give me droth,
Alas, the proush flies wide and off flaps Be-He-Moth!
©Natalie Stroodnorts--2008

JUST MORE PICTURES

Well, it seems I have not only fooled you, the public, but I have fooled myself into thinking this blogging would be a great medium for me to share all of my most profound, intellectual thoughts on food, consumption and consumerism, the earth, environmentalism, greater imperialsim (within the whole animal kingdom), love and hate, compassion vs. tolerance, recipes, the importance of clarity in speech, yada yada yada... because, apparently, I have entered a simpleton era, where I have exchanged deep thought for deep sleep, coffee and writing for wine and dumbbells, mind-opening documentaries for mind-numbing "romantic comedies", and my red bug for my red bike (see photos below!). However, now that my good friend e-mile-high has begun her own blog, I feel pressured into proving that I am more than just a web page with sexy photos! She's so much cooler than me at everything else, and now she's outted her hidden skills once again (like, witty on paper as well as in person. I also found out earlier this year that she's got a bit of a baking-gene up her sleeve...I never knew)



Anyway, the awful truth is, post-tirade, I've still got not much to say. So I'm thinking about taking questions. I may even have to develop an entirely new webpage with a built-in forum or ask/answer session, then scurry out of bed in the wee of the night (uh, usually the wee-wee of the night), before the glory of morning dumbs me down again, and give you my exalted philosophy on all the intricacies and abnormalities of life. Seriously, folks, right now, 5:30 in the afternoon, all I can come up with is 42. And this ziti/asparagus/pesto salad.

Let's see....I think it was curried collard greens, coconut curry sweet pertater patties, a daikon and zucchini "spaghetti" salad (using my benriner), and cucumber curls

grilled veggie lavash roll. well, what did you think it was??


I don't know. a sallet of some sort. with peanut lime dressing. yes indeedy

mint chocolate cupcakes for a friend's burpday!

raw topping (and sauce) pizza

vegexican torta sammich (with chipotle-curried seitan)

mashed herbed tater and "cheese" cups

A veggie pot pie with lots of cauliflower. I forgot to get a photo with the top crust on.

what are YOU lookin at?

none of these guys are Waldo.

yams with pistachio, sauteed kale, grilled portobella mushroom, pesto, and fresh mater!

another versian of the above, but with beer-batter crepes and blackened tofu.

I want this for dinner RIGHT NOW.

Was that insightful enough for you?????