Kristen, if it is late and you are tired DO NOT watch some piece on PBS (my it's late and nothing's on default) called the New Medicine or something like that. Due to one segment, I had the most traumatizing nightmares and woke up paranoid and imagining pain in all sorts of places.

Good to know. If I get any more paranoid, I'm going to have to change my name to Oliver Stone.

Here's a Stern Glare of Getting Things Done for JZ. You go do yer work, missy, or else there'll be no gruel.

Do it or I'll get the talky docs back. "babe" is my favorite, because Belzer uses it as both an endearment and a cluestick. And of course a fake hometown girl pulls out a "hon" every now again. But for a long time, I resisted all those things because I heard them all as "cute crippled idiot" and struggled so hard to be taken seriously I'm fortunate to be any fun whatever.

On the onion front, they're also great grilled or sauteed with green peppers and chicken.

Saute some onions in bacon fat and put them in a quiche. MMMMM.

My endearments tend to be a bit random. I do love calling people muffin-pan. That and bubeleh are my favourites.

So I tend not to do it often, except to family, because they can't truly escape.

I have ventured out, cooked a hot lunch, done some more work. I feel so much better than this morning. The headache is a manageable buzz.

My Grandmother at peanutbutter and onion sandwiches.

It always horrified us as children, but I suppose with sweet onions the texture might really be cool.

My grandmother ate onion and limburger cheese sandwiches (shudder).

Mom likes peanut butter and mayo. I'm not feeling that.

Y'all have relatives with freaky tastebuds.