It is a hobby, NO MORE.

Now I have a golden ticket.

Now I have a some-thing,

not looking this up.

I've been in a pretty good mood lately.  It is now time for me to emerge from my edits and "behind the internet" remarks.  Recently,    I decided to get serious.  Super serious.  I am enrolling in culinary school.  This past week I went for a kitchen visit.

I aided and assisted(annoyed and obstructed) a class of students for 3 hours.  Primarily, I did prep work and dishes.  However, at one point we were making crepes, I stole the batter to make one of my own, someone suggested I use my finger to make flipping it easier.

I let him know that not only did I already flip it, I also used my hand.  I ain't 'fraid of no pan.

Starting out, I fully expect to be at the bottom of the barrel, the runt of the pecking order.  I am sure though that I will be the cream of the crap.  Most importantly, I am now in the barrel, in the pack.

(enough with the sayings, amirite?)

 Look at that ugly mug.

Wish me luck and few cuts.  Bactene and me, we're gonna be good buddies.

Lou 

It does tricks!  It will steal your wallet!

P.S.  Philadelphia, I watched the gap, it did nothing. I wasn't sure what I was looking for, maybe I missed it.  While "watching" the gap, I spent my time trying to think about what the gap might do.  Maybe the notice is about mice, or maybe there is a gap monster.  I couldn't imagine that they actually want everyone staring at the gap while exiting and entering the train.  My sarcasm stems from bias, I've always liked "Mind the gap", not a verb we use enough here. 

For life baby.