I can fillet a salmon in one slice, flip it over and do the same thing
but I can’t quarter a chicken.
I can taste the difference between Maxwell House coffee and Folgers
but I can’t taste the difference between imitation vanilla extract and real vanilla extract.
I can feel a slight difference in the weight of a given object
but I have no sense of time or direction. I can tell time but it means nothing to me.
I can tell if something is too hot or too cold
but I can’t tell the difference between damp and soft.
I can detect an accent and usually name the country correctly
but I can’t hear vowel sounds in English, my native tongue.
I can:
Make something out of nothing.
See masterpiece paintings in the clouds.
I can’t:
Draw a straight line.
Wait patiently at a doctor’s appointment.
I do:
Think about food most of the day.
Love the colour red
Wear some shade of green daily.
I don’t:
Eat crazy stuff like brains or intestines, dogs, pickled gerbles and crazy crap like that.
Wear the colour yellow
Wear black pants.
Random Friday: Do, Don’t, Can, Can’t
Thursday, February 21, 2008, 6:36 pm


No black pants? Really? Wow - that is half my wardrobe. Seriously.
Hmm, very interesting.
This means in addition to being Queen of Cookie Making you are also Master Filleter (is that word?).