Don't Worry About Me...
I'll be OK, I suppose. We watched Super Size Me tonight.
And I feel a bit queasy, I must say. At least for now I NEVER NEVER NEVER want to eat any of that crap again EVER. I suppose that this is a normal and intended reaction to the film, so I guess I'm a big fat cliche, huh? (We'd never seen the whole thing before, just parts.)


Now one thing I have been enjoying lately is this Gevalia Pumpkin Spice coffee. I hate pumpkin. I hate "spice" things like tea and cake. But this stuff, with cream and sugar, is really good. Not that I'd ever want it to replace my morning dark roast, but I am pleasantly surprised, since I shun all artificially-flavored coffee like a gourmand stays away from fake crabmeat.
There. Now you know I am not a rigid, grouchy, unadventurous old man. I tried something even though I was pretty sure I wouldn't like it, and it turns out I did, so I get the medal for open-mindedness this week. Ha.