Twice around the block today. What were we supposed to be looking for? Six times the phone rang. Who would call that many times? Not that I'm counting.
But, speaking of counting, Joan just bought this electric bean sprouter—see the picture? It's a monster—and it's kind of driving me crazy because it just sits there all quiet, and then, all of a sudden, it starts going around and around, and water squirts out over the beans. And it makes a whirring sound that would be okay if it were constant. But, it's not. First, everything is all quiet. Then, it whirs and I have to jump up to check it out. Then, it stops, and I get all peaceful again. Then, pshhhththshhhhhhhhthp, it up and spins again. It's done it so many times, I've lost count.
You humans, you humans. For thousands and thousands of years, people sprouted beans in silent pots. What is to become of you? What's to become of the universe? On the plus side, soybean sprouts are healthful, and they're very tasty with rice and peppers and tofu. Shane and I often get the yummy leftovers, and I've got to admit, we're in pretty good shape for dogs who've been around the block more than once—metaphorically speaking, that is.
Best wishes, Juno
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