An Australian Conversation
Me: “Ugh, what is that smell? I think there must be a house on fire nearby!”
Snook: “Nah, it’s a barbie!”
Me: “What the hell are they barbecuing?”
Snook: “Mmm, smells like octopus.”
Me: *blink* “You can tell that from the smell??”
I live in a place where people grill octopi in their backyard. I can’t decide if that’s cool or weird.
Important Note
This site features content going all the way back to 2000. The posts you’ll read reflect my views and writing style at the time. While I have gone back to clean up a few of them, I think it’s important not to sanitise too much. This site is a record of who I am and how I’ve grown. Any blog post written years ago may not reflect who I am today, nor how I would write about the same topic today.
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One response to “An Australian Conversation”
Because of me, my college roommate from New Jersey can tell the difference between a pig farm and a chicken coop just by the smell. 🙂 We’re all very proud.