Loosen the ol' belt. Skip dinner. Put on your "eating" shirt. You don't have one? GET ONE. Then put it on, and get you favorite eating fork. Seriously? You don't have one of those either?! Amateur!

Today is the official start of Pie Season.

For the omarphillips.net newbies, I like pie. (I actually have a tattoo saying just that, bring it up next time we see each other and I'll show it to you.) Roughly two years ago, I decided that I wanted a pumpkin pie. So I made one. Over the next several months, I made a bunch more. I hung up my... pie plate (?) in mid '06, primarily because I discovered that I suck at making pies.

Or rather, I suck at making most pies. My pecan pie was very good. I'd make it again, except that I'm the only one in my house who would eat it, and I need to eat an entire pecan pie like I need a Pretty Pretty Princess board game for Christmas. And don't even suggest giving it away. You gotz to be crazy if you think I'm going through the effort of making a pie, just to give it all away. And you can't give away half of a pie, can you?

Luckily, my pumpkin pie is usually good also, and the boy will eat it with me. Sure, the boy will eat like 1/8th of it, but that's good enough for my conscience. I'll be making the pie Tuesday evening. I'm mentioning it a day early because I wanted to give you all time to get mentally prepared.