Cool Kootch

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Now to the point: the recipe for 'Kootch's Vile Green Soup.' But before I continue I should mention that I gently, smilingly, complained to Kootch about her soup the next day - saying that I had thrown it up. As a result she froze the rest of it, defrosting and eating it later, as if to demonstrate to me that it was ok. Kootch is well acquainted with my paranoia, I guess, but paranoia had nothing to do with my evaluation of Kootch's Vile Green Soup.

In fact, tonight before beginning this blog I asked Kootch for her recipe for Vile Green Soup. She gave me the recipe, then wondered why I was writing it down since I hadn't liked it. I explained that I intended to blog her Vile Green Soup. Kootch was mystified, although I had previously attempted to explain blogging to her. So I told her that 'blogging is sort of like writing a diary except that you do it on the internet and anybody can read it and I am going to blog your recipe for Vile Green Soup.' I further explained that (damn this is fun) 'blogging is what I do when I get drunk on Friday night. I'm gonna make you famous.'

Kootch replied that my intentions were 'unkind,' then she hit the sack, apparently unperturbed by approching notoriaty.