Not for the squeamish—especially the squeamish who love jello molds (although perhaps that’s an oxymoron).
Consider yourself warned.
Not for the squeamish—especially the squeamish who love jello molds (although perhaps that’s an oxymoron).
Consider yourself warned.
Previously a lifelong Democrat, born in New York and living in New England, surrounded by liberals on all sides, I've found myself slowly but surely leaving the fold and becoming that dread thing: a neocon. My friends and family don't want to hear about my inexplicable conversion, so I started this blog to tell the tale of my political change and provide a forum for others. I have a background as a therapist, and my politics make me a pariah in the profession, too. Little did I know that I moved in such politically homogeneous circles. Why the apple? See this.
April 29th, 2008 at 2:51 pm
Exquisite. Couldn’t have happened to a nicer mold.
April 29th, 2008 at 3:40 pm
Nemo me impune lacessit! The Lemon Flavonoids
April 29th, 2008 at 4:43 pm
Nasty! Let’s have more like it! Yummy! Nothing says “Living” like destruction in the Morning!
April 29th, 2008 at 5:54 pm
Heavens to mergatroide even…
though an interesting twist on Harold “Doc” Edgertons work.
April 29th, 2008 at 7:45 pm
Neo, I’m now scarred for life. Post Traumatic Gelatin.
April 29th, 2008 at 9:10 pm
Best scientific experiment ever.
April 29th, 2008 at 10:13 pm
Totally wicked!
April 29th, 2008 at 10:21 pm
Great. Watch the birthday cake too.
April 30th, 2008 at 2:48 am
Ummm…OK.