Don’t You Wish Your Girlfriend Was Smart Like Me?

I wrote up a great introduction to postmodernism and made a shitload of potato salad.  I know y’all secretly wish you could cuddle up next to me tonight, and not just because I smell like bacon.

But, in all honesty, I haven’t technically made the potato salad, because I decided I needed to triple the recipe and I have everything–the potatoes, the eggs, and the dressing part–but I don’t have a bowl big enough to mix it all in.

The Professor is on her way over to rectify the situation.  She has a five gallon bowl.  Hopefully, that will be big enough.

And it’s raining, and it smells so good.

What a good day off!

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