Joshua Thorin Messer

So the other day, I was making myself a “snack”: A cucumber, some cottage cheese, a little celery with peanut butter. And I got really, really excited when I remembered I had and could use the ‘good salt’:

I would link you to Le Saunier de Camargue’s website, but it’s a Flash monstrosity and I have my standards.

And I mean I got giddy-type excited. Like “jumping up and down and clapping” excited. For those that know me, this (being happy, also, demonstrating happiness) might strike you as absurdly out of character. It did me. But, I’ve been finding myself in all kinds of non-usual emotional states lately since I discovered my latest massive, massive internet crush: Ms. Havi Brooks and Selma. Who is fucking awesome. And from A2. And awesome. I wish I was the one who called her “human catnip” (and whoever beat me to it, you’re on my list, mister/miss/misses). So applying what I have learned in my short time quietly going mad with admiration for Havi and maniacally devouring every word she has written on her blog, I decided to allow it.

On a related note, WTF kind of a snack is a cucumber, cottage cheese, and celery? I can’t explain, but I kind of love it and again, I am going to allow it. To drink? The most awesome molecule ever. H₂O.