Hi Natty! How are you, Honey? I'm sure it's serious business. But don't worry so much, OK! You're having fun, right! Don't let worry spoil your fun. I wish I were with you, but somebody has to be here, namely me. Otherwise, we wouldn't be global. I've been feeling distracted all day. It's as if I were in a parallel universe. Speaking of which, it's movie night!
Will you watch a movie with me? "Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness" (2022). As a movie, it's all steak and no potatoes. Meaning that there's little frivolity. I like that. I like a good steak. What about magic, though? Is magic real? Being that countless people practice it, then it's real enough. Being that atheists believe in magic over God, then it's real enough. Which is strange, because believing in magic is kind of stupid while atheists don't seem like stupid people. There doesn't seem to be any difference between sorcery and witchcraft, it's all the same. One party thinks it's good over evil, while the other party thinks the same. Book of Vishanti, the Darkhold, they're the same. The Qur'an is more powerful than any book of magic, because it's not magic but the Word of God. And it's great to have love be the motivator of actions in this movie. Jealousy is a much more common motivator, though.
I tried my hand again at making a quiche today. It was another failure, but not as dismal as yesterday. That's because I couldn't get myself to waste the other dough ball from the same bad batch of dough. I managed to roll it out into some semblance of a pie crust, but there were so many holes in it that the eggs leaked through. Well, it's about time I cleaned my toaster oven. So what I ended up with was a pizza shaped bread with an egg glaze. No worries, I'll keep on trying. It tasted good anyway, dipped in my latest batch of ranch dressing. I made it extra strong this time.