The things we do for friends

Have you ever done something you're not proud of at all, but you wouldn't undo it even if you could?  I think this is one of those things...maybe.

Nevertheless, I've got some great friends.

Practice

I was coming back from Payson and thought I'd shoot some quick sunsets.  I was unhappy with the results, but I figured I might as well post them - makes me feel like the night wasn't a total bust.

Learning to cook

Ah, college!  Bastion of knowledge and frugality.  One of many reasons I cited for dropping out of college previously was that I was tired of being poor.  Really, though, it's not the being poor so much as it is the acting poor that bothers me.  One hallmark of acting poor is eating terrible food.  Ramen.  So-called "chicken" nuggets.  Tomato soup that is just watered down ketchup.  These are the things I despise.  Luckily, I've learned that cheap food does not have to mean bad food.  It just takes a little work.  30 minutes (it was my first time, after all) yielded raw noodles.

Add butter, parmesan, zucchini and asparagus and we have:

Tasty and fattening.