In light of Lambchop’s last post, I must share this image, from some ghastly self-help daily email from which it is technically impossible to unsubscribe. They are right, though, making a sandwich is HARD!
In light of Lambchop’s last post, I must share this image, from some ghastly self-help daily email from which it is technically impossible to unsubscribe. They are right, though, making a sandwich is HARD!
Yes, it is especially hard when you don’t want to *make* a sandwich, but you do want to *eat* one. And the thousand tiny labors that come between. Modern man is such a warrior. ATTACK!
And here I was just sitting and sitting, concocting just the right lemon-dill vinaigrette in my mind! I am going to walk all the way to the kitchen. ATTACK!
Oh man, the gauntlet has been laid, but the sandwich challenge does not even begin to address the issue of condiments. ATTACK!!!
I wonder what personal virtues would be required if I desired a shrimp cocktail?
I believe we only know the Lord’s metaphysical stance on clams casino!