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26 April EXPLODING CHESTNUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!The easter break is not yet over, inmates, but I think I may well have had enough experiences for...about three weeks, in a few days.
Let me ask you something- do any of you wonderous readers know how to cook a chestnut?
I didn't.
But i had always wanted to try one of these...beautious...delicasies, and thus decided to buy a bag of six to cook- two for each live- in family member, under the impression, of course, that my dear mama DID know how to cook them.
Yes.
Interestingly, the night in question, I happened to have coumpany. Very interesting coumpany. Coumpany whom, on previous occasions had done such things as send me anonymous bunches of daisie/ chrisanthymum thingys.
I came to discover that mum's knowlege on the topic of chestnut cooking was in fact quite limited. We decided to put them on a tray in the oven, with the background noise of my nana warning us that if the things exploded in her oven, we were cleaning it up.
Not quite, nan.
It came to the end of our designated cooking time, and dear mama removed the pan from the oven. Nothing. She put it down with a 'clang'. Nothing.
She lent over it....
And one exploded with a small "PUHH" sound, dissapearing in much the same way- to use wes' analogy- as a small bird would when hit with a shotgun.
When I say dissapeared freinds, I mean it. Now you see it, now its in crumbs all through your hair, your freinds shirt, your mothers eyebrows and your nana's carpet.
We all burst out laughing.
Then the second one exploded.
No adjective could possibly describe our mirth at this point. I have reason to beleive I may have hit the floor at some point, just to make it even more humerous for us all.
Rather tentatively, a towel was placed over the remaining four. That lasted about ten minutes, before my curioscity, catlike in it's severity, took over and I picked out a chestnut.
Sadly, no other explosions incurred, though I do beleive mum burnt her thumb on one of the offenders on the way through.
People be warned- chestnuts are dangerous and fun. I highly recommend them.
That is all.
03 April on- campus days suckThey suck harder than a black hole, they suck harder than a Godfrey's vacuum cleaner, and they suck harder than the crappy combover of the spokesperson on the Godfreys ads. Man does he need to wake up.
I went to my first on- campus day the other day. You see i am doing an english unit by correspondance from Macquarie, and despite the fact the term correspondance, or distance education, if you prefer, means you are too far away to come in and learn, they STILL insist on two compulsory on-campus days.
So I went. This involved staying with my absolute maniac of an uncle, which was highly unpleasant, and participating in a tutorial, which was basically a giant in- class discussion of stuff that had already been said in the lectures.
It was so completely and utterly pointless that I learned one singular thing, and I'd already guessed it. It wasn't even that terribly relevant to anything.
Nonetheless never fear, for I have something to look forward to- EASTER!!! Long live the death of Christ! I'm not even religious, and have just insulted anyone who is, but easter gives me about a week and a half of not having to do a thing, and four days of getting wes all to myself... or at least pretty much all to myself, I imagine there may be some food servers involved at one point, but eating is a requirement of life, so I'll get over it.
Oh, and I get to eat copious amounts of moulded chocolate.
Noone could complain about that.
On that topic, I'm off to eat a tim tam.
Happy easter inmates! |
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