- 1 cup sugar
- 1 cup butter (or margarine, but margarine is for wussies. Let it sit out on the counter and soften before mixing.)
- 1 egg
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 2-2/3 cup all-purpose flour
- 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
Put the dough in the refrigerator so it becomes stiff. (at this point, it tells about using the cookie press. Make your cookies however you like. The thinner the better; thicker cookies don't get done in the middle by the time the outside browns)
Bake for 8-10 minutes (my experience: 5-7 minutes, until edges brown) at 400 degrees F.
And that's it. You probably already have the ingredients lying around the house. Roll out the dough, break out the cookie cutters, and eat cookies until you're sick.
in cd player: mic CD of MP3s, downloaded based on their presence in the Top of the Pops charts
my condition: preparing for a day of christmas shopping and holiday fun.
PK Dick, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?. Not as good as the movie, actually.
The last time Destiny cleaned his cage, rather than buying new litter, I ran an entire High Plains Reader, a weekly alt-scene newspaper here, through the crosscut shredder. It worked just as well, it's decidedly less dusty, it is friendlier to the vacuum cleaner, plus it has the added benefit of being 100% post-consumer recycled newsprint.
Gerbil Gerbil (as I call him) is awfully fun to watch, especially when he's trying to get at a paper-towel tube just out of reach.
Recently I was gazing on his tiny adventures when the phrase "Okay, we've got enough" jumped out at me. Spread out within the gerbils litter, I also found many more shredded words and phrases: "social and com," "classified di," "qual opportunity emp," "rock turn," "with a mission." Our gerbil is becoming a fragmentally literate gerbil; I hope he is using his education for the good of gerbilkind, and never never evil.