There is something about rainbows that makes me feel like everything is going to be perfectly fine in the end. They just make me feel so optimistic, even in the most pessimistic moments of my life. (Those pictures were taken by me on March 21, 2008.)
I made this salad as part of a dinner I made when my best friend came over this past Friday. The other parts to the dinner were potato pancakes and chicken. (I didn't partake in the chicken but I definitely scarfed on that salad and the pancakes.)
I've always had this idea that rainbows are some form of huge dirty joke. I don't know why exactly, or how, but I've imagined that it's some amusing innuendo that I'm not entirely aware of.
WindwalkerIf I bothered I'm sure I could come up with a couple of examples ;) but I think I prefer keeping it vague.
01:26 AM PST