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Slogging through my most recent mid-term, I find myself trying to sell an imaginary director of marketing on the concept of computer ethics. Does that seem weird to you? I already spent some time complimenting an imaginary director of HR on his family spanakopita recipe at the company picnic while selling my ideas for a new imaginary security awareness program. I guess surreal is really the word I was looking for...

I'd much rather be paying more attention to the leeks and bunny rabbit poaching in Maiwein on my stove, and making a nice pastry crust for them to nestle in. That, and concocting a really killer Framboise sabayon (have no fear, it's not for the bunny & leeks). I gave up on my corned bacon cabbage roll idea,

redsteve. I'll have to pull that one off next year.

Ah, there's time enough for both homework and cooking, and even for a little family time and still folding the laundry I need to pack into my suitcase. Life may be insanely full of late, but it's still good. There are always grandkittens to pet, bunnies to cook, places to go, women to woo.

Happy Friday, all!