White maggot-like creatures were discovered on Mars, and one of them attached to my arm. I didn't think much of it, but later there was a stir because I had brought it out of the containment area. This was all, of course, a dream.
Not a dream is the stew that's finally ready to eat today. All of my previous attempts at the stuff have been horrendous, so I decided, this time, to actually get a recipe and follow it.
Only problem is, it smelled so delicious as it was stewing away in the slow cooker that I had trouble sleeping last night. I have yet to try it, but all indications are that this one will actually taste good.
Reality check. Num num.
Reality check. Num num.
