Crunchy soup.

Stir a little harder. That's the stuff. Put some elbow-grease in it. No, goddamnit, not for real! That's just an expression! It means.... oh, mother of pearl.

Oh, hello, cyber-surfers. You find us in one of life's most humble pursuits: making a substandard dinner. That's the kind we like here at the Cheney Hammer Mill - far preferable to no dinner at all. In case you hadn't guessed, soup is on the menu this evening, and inasmuch as we cannot afford that ultra-haut cuisine canned stuff you probably enjoy, your stalwart friends in Big Green are making it from scratch. And when I say scratch, that's no euphemism. As I mentioned before, elbow grease is a euphemism, and one that should never be an ingredient in home made soup. Though, sadly, it is now part of ours. Another reason why it's best not to have Marvin (my personal robot assistant) help with such tasks. (He just had his elbows re-greased, as it happens.)

But hey - if you were thinking of dropping by for pot-luck supper, never fear. There are plenty of good things in this makeshift soup. What, you may ask? Well... it would be far easier to tell you what isn't in there. There are the standard things, like potatoes, as well as more exotic items, like kiwi fruit and baobab bark. (Mmmmmm. Baobab.) I saw Johnny White dropping a few chiclets in the cauldron - that should add a little tooth. The man-sized tuber, looking for alternatives to plant products, contributed a box of nuts and bolts he found down in the basement. When I saw Mitch Macaphee, our mad science advisor, walking through, I was sure he was just using the kitchen as a short cut. I'm told, though, that he flipped his favorite slide-rule into the mix. Accident? I think not!

Enough about dinner. What else is happening, aside from the fabrication of inedibles? Not a lot, my friends. Just keeping body and soul together, that's the long and short of it. (We're a little longer on the short of it, truth be told.) Started some projects, but have yet to finish any of them. We do have a song due out on a compilation CD - a fundraiser for Haiti relief - which is supposed to be out any day now. (A little late on that one.) That's a new recording called "Only You," one of Matt's numbers. I'll post a link when it finally sees the light of day. Either that or we'll drop it into the soup and have you take a bowl home with you. Talk about rich! It's soup you can dance to.

Well, I've wandered a bit. More on upcoming projects later. First, I've got some peeling to do.