Friday, September 28, 2007
The Answer to Life: Not Bagels, Not 42, but
...muffcakes. Yes, it's the truth. There's been a lot of cluttering going on in my mind lately, what with the college application frenzy and this stupid blob of busyness called school (oh! disconsolate soul! why this uncertainty?), but in spite of all this there's always been one thing I invariably come back to, and that thing is the essence of muffcake. And so the war continues...
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The debate does continue. Cupcakes are just Muffins without Muffin Tops. Plus I guess I'm Brian Sherwin...I didn't realize that my name would be a better identifier.
Muffins are deflowered cupcakes. I'm pretty sure that was the conclusion we drew. Don't you remember, Brian? You were on my side.
Along the lines of Dominick's early praise for Zappa, I would recommend his song "Muffin Man" for an interesting perspective on this issue:
"I, for one, believe that there should be nothing more exalted on the face of God's gray earth than the muffin."
When I think of Frank Zappa, I think of yellow snow. Tasty.
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