The musings of a madman...

Trolling the interwebs on Friday afternoon at work, I saw this on MSN... [link] I was caught by a headline that said "Quick and healthy recipes" or something of the sort, along with a promise that they could usually be made from things already in the pantry. Okay, I'm game. I am gonna look and see what it is about, what have I got to lose? They called for "Fedelini," which for all intents and purposes is nothing more than some damned noodles, so we will see me using regular thin Spaghetti. You can also expect that I will not traipse about Greensboro NC looking for Fennel seeds, nor will I be seeking further information on anything named "Orange Zest." [ bloggers note : this morning, I actually was told that it is nothing more than the shavings of the orange peel... I still didn't seek it] Things being as they were, I had EVERYTHING (considering my variations) on hand to make this right here in the house, so I am going in!!! Let's start this thi

[Yes, the date on this refers to the fact that this story is almost 3 years old... In fact, we're about at 3 years from the beginning RIGHT now. Irrelevant/changed information edited out.] Most people that can claim to know my family well know that my mother and I are hustlers from time to time, we use our abilities for capital gain and/or personal gratification when we're able to be in position for such. In such, one of her side hustles is alteration of clothings, and she is full willing to meet someone in their home and fit them there, then deliver when she is done. She has this lady she knows pretty well who she does work for from time to time named Cathy who happens to live in a neighborhood clear on the other side of town, but I worked not far from for several years. I happen to be better with directions that my moms to boot, and she HAPPENED to be going on a Wednesday that I had HAPPENED to have taken off, so I was commissioned to drive. Arriving into the house, I am take