"Good morning, everyone," I announced as I made myself comfortable, and got a round of greetings back -- some friendly and even warm, others desultory or grudging. Oh well, can't please everyone. Belldandy began distributing bowls of rice as part of a traditional Japanese breakfast. I was still caught somewhere between amused and bemused at the intersection of Norse gods and Japanese food, and I think it showed in my face because a suddenly-concerned Belldandy asked, "Is there something wrong with breakfast, Doug?"I blinked, sputtered for a moment, then dove headfirst into thetruth or something like it. "No, just..." I waved vaguely at thetable. "You're very Japanese for someone who's Scandinavian," Ifinally blurted lamely, unable to come up with any better way toput what I was thinking. "All of you.""Some of us," Angel offered sotto voce, "are actually veryCanadian and might like pancakes once in a while. Or wafflesand hash browns."
-- Bob
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It's a "magical" land. I think "magical" is ancient Greek for "pain in the butt". -- Bun-Bun, Sluggy Freelance, 11/9/03
-- Bob
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It's a "magical" land. I think "magical" is ancient Greek for "pain in the butt". -- Bun-Bun, Sluggy Freelance, 11/9/03