crispy potatoes

A wise man once said, "A wise man knows his faults." Actually, I'm not sure if anybody has said that before, so I might be the first. The statement must be true, though, since I'm certainly aware of my shortcomings, and therefore wise. And wise men don't throw around statements that aren't true.

So anyhoo, a week or so ago, Susan couldn't find a place to store a sack of potatoes. In one of my wiser moments, I noted, "Hun, you know I'm gonna forget about that next time I have to use the oven..." Well, ten days later, we're enjoying a crisp aroma of burnt plastic, and I certainly feel very wise.