sometimes I find myself losing count

How come that whenever I look at the clock, it is 2:10? I swear, I see it twice a day. And it only even exists twice a day! It's like I have a magnetic charge to my unlucky number. I think it is a curse! Arrr!

Today I had pastina, which was pretty exciting, as I've been dying for it for a long time. That's pretty stupid, since you can just buy it in any supermarket, cook it for four minutes, throw in a piece of butter and some pepper and whoops, you got pastina. But I never remember to pick it up. Anyway, it was delightful. I like how on the Ronzoni site it says, "Infants often eat this as is, but grownups eat it in soup." Everyone knows it is wasted in soup. Infantile? So be it.

And on that note, I finally today, when watching a rerun of "Chappelle's Show" when RZA and Clan are drafted into the Asian race and he says Ol' Dirty's new name is Ol' Dirty Chinese Restaurant, remembered to look up and score "Ohh, We Love You, Rakeem" from Prince Rakeem, aka RZA. For like 13 years now I've been loving that song, and for like 11 years now I've been saying to anyone who will listen, "RZA acts like he's all that, meanwhile I know he made that goofy song with the stupid video they played on The Box. PS I loved it." I only ever looked it up to confirm tonight. I wondered if I was afraid I was wrong, or if I was so sure I was right that I didn't need to check? Either way, I was right. So there.