Not a Kimchi Post

I know, I know, I'll finish up the actual food writing momentarily, but this post pertains to juicy, juicy gossip. My other love.
So I just made a promise that I cannot, nay will not keep...
Rob got a gig.
The irony is too terrific for me not share and wink at... He is now in a very limited capacity back at Square One!!!!!
Get it?
Do you get the joke?
Rob literally went back to Square One and gainful employment, and I started a blog about Square One!
Fuck, I might as well use this as my cat's (Maynard Chauncy Ramsey's) Facebook page...
However, due to my slightly off-color comments on scientology, I promised Rob I would not allow my ranting and his professional (read googlable) lives to be connected.
So, I must now make my case to the lords that be:
Dear scientologists;
Please do not find my online blatherings offensive. I have nothing negative (or positive, for that matter) to say about you. I am a very slight person (not in girth), who just happens to enjoy a good joke. And you, quite honestly, make for a good joke. I was raised by a bit artist (theton technologist), and sometimes I cannot help myself. I have had extensive contact with several of your species and have found them all to be, much like any other grouping of individuals except for those cats in Avatar, to be largely lovely with some degenerates thrown in. I only write about you on my silly/bitchy blog for one reason: it gets me google hits. You have a Cracker Jack team of peons who pay for the right to monitor your online status. While I owned SQ1 this terrified me, but now I see the secret in the suitcase... this shit is excellent PR. So get angry and all scary or whatever, just do it real public like so I can get a job, or a name, or a free audit.
As always, Thank You for Your Time,
-H.-
YES!

PS- Tom Cruise makes scientology look really good and really bad at the same time.
PPS- He's a nutjob.

So, yeah, that's quite enough of the midnight blogging. I will get back on track tomorrow with the recipe posting. Or, you could just offer me a whole bunch of money to be your personal chef and I'll give you the recipes.
Either way.