Mon 30 Jan 2006
I had my commissioned homemade custom ice cream delivered to me this morning by “Stevie Wonder,” I guess he called himself on here. It is delicious! He made the ice cream itself a sort of mocha espresso flavor, and the crunch of the crushed espresso beans adds this great crisp texture, like a Heath bar or a Nestle’s Crunch bar except with more coffee flavored bite, and the Kahlua fudge ribbon is nice and rich. Mmmm! I’m sitting here and the judge is going to be late this morning to give a presentation at his son’s school, so there’s nothing going on in the courtroom except the crunching of my ice cream in my mouth. Do mornings at work get any better than this?
I can think of no person or occasion more deserving. The pleasure in pleasing someone like you — ice cream seems too trivial.
S.W. a.k.a. F. Tuck
Awww, you ARE a wordsmith!
[…] In loving memory and commemoration: Post #494 re watching Brokeback Mountain with him, and a dialogue in Comments with him. Post #521 re the ice cream he made at my commission. Post #525 in which he left nice comments. Post #580 in which he left nice comments. Post #583 in which he left nice comments. Post #584 re resolving an issue with Mr. W in which Steve left nice comments. Post #597 in which he loaned me the movie “Iris.” Post #599 in which I reviewed the movie “Iris.” He was disappointed in the way I didn’t enjoy Iris’s character the way he had worshipped her, altho he didn’t comment on this on the post. Post #623 with a brief summary of Georgie’s situation. […]