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Actually, I used to visit rural Mississippi regularly. My niece taught at the veterinary school at Mississippi State and my mother lived in Starkville. It was kind of a fun place to visit. I always stayed in this ancient hotel. I would get their best room, which cost next to nothing. They had a very good men's clothing store there. So I always went shopping there when I visited. The guy who took care of me was this studly, good-looking young blond. He would pull stuff off the racks that he thought I would like, I would try it on, and he would say, "I LIKE that on you," and he had made another sale. My mother didn't understand that the interaction was mostly a flirtation and thought I bought clothes like that all the time. I enjoyed the strangeness of it - heavy flirting with a studly blond southern boy.

I was in Mississippi in late September once - it was absolutely sweltering. We were driving around site-seeing, I think we were going to Vicksburg that day. We were on a road that was an attraction because the trees grew together to form a tunnel. We stopped at a store/roadside stand and bought ice-cold cokes in bottles. An opinionated old guy owned the store, and he and my father got into a discussion about WWII. The discussion turned into a little disagreement and they ended up raising their voices with each other. The storeowner backed down. The whole thing seemed like something straight out of Faulkner.

My partner was very involved with sculpture for a few years. He had a few pieces cast in bronze, using a traditional lost-wax process. Gosh, it was an involved process. The pieces are beautiful though.

If you don't want to become infatuated, stop feeding the infatuation.

I visited a catfish farm once. I didn't smell anything unusual. Driving by a feedlot doesn't seem to put people off from beef.

I'm a huge fan of Brian. The boyfriend not so much

Immodium.

In the northern hemisphere, it's Memorial day when the danger of frost has passed.

Mornings are chilly- I have had the heat on a few times.

Some escorts find San Francisco a frustrating market -, lots of single-hour bookings, last-minute cancellations, etc. But it works well for others. I have noticed generally that we get lots more travelling escorts in the last few years than we used to. Maybe the local economy has something to do with it.

That's what modal is.

Tell that to the people who get hooked on codeine cough syrup and go from drugstore to drugstore trying to score some without a prescription.

Defrosting gurantees that the raw fish will be mushy and that it will turn to flavorless rubber when cooked. I have read about cooking direct from frozen. I want to try that.

I must doing something wrong. I find the taste and texture of previously frozen fish hideous.

I would think it would inhibit ejaculation. Codeine is really a foul drug-constipation, nausea, dry mouth. They're using it more because it is an unpleasant drug to take-less possibility of addiction.

Baramundi apparently is an ideal aquaculture fish. They raise it in huge indoor tanks.

Theyre They're rayon essentially. Rayon is known to be nearly as difficult to care for as silk.

I have a pair of bamboo undershorts.

The thing that was supposed to bad about farmed salmon was the PCBs. But they've found that the concentration of PCBs is about the same in farmed and wild-caught salmon.

It's hard to find. I only know of two stores that have it, and it's always good.

I used to only buy wild-caught but I've been reading that aquaculture methods have changed a lot in the last few years, so I am more open-minded. Also, one of my favorite things to serve company is Scottish Salmon. Whenever I serve Scottish Salmon for dinner, people literally rave. Guess what? It's farmed.

A friend treated me to dinner in the rooftop dining room at the Marines Memorial Club recently. I really enjoyed it. It transported me back to the mid-60s: A menu with nothing but red meat, baked potato, iceberg wedge with blue cheese dressing, passion fruit cheesecake. Very leisurely service. It felt like an episode from Madmen.

20 years. I was the younger.

I also don't believe in giving unsolicited advice, but sometimes, there's a happy ending when you do.