Thursday, February 05, 2009
Gee! Om! ... I try!
A Subway turkey and provolone sandwich with oil and vinegar did that, I guess.
Next time add garlic and green olives to the sandwich and you can delve into Kline bottles and mobius strips.
I used to lie awake in the mornings as a young man and work out the geometric theorems of the way the power and telephone lines intersected outside my window. These days I try not to even wake up in the mornings.
(I try not to eat potted meat after about 3 p.m., 'cause it gives me heartburn.)
Nan; the little Quaker rice cakes in the bag (cheddar, ranch, even carmel-corn type) are purdy good.