Eating a Sandwich Hurts My Brain

Today at lunch, I realized I might have a problem because it took me a ridiculous amount of time deciding how to eat my sandwich. It was nothing special, just your standard ham and swiss on white, but you’d think I was contemplating a war maneuver or something based on the thought I put into myContinue reading “Eating a Sandwich Hurts My Brain”

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Buttering My Bread

I’ve had my fair share of embarrassing incidents thanks to hidden cameras. Take our trip to Newport last December. You may recall mention of a certain naked poolside dance, and the subsequent discovery of a camera aimed in that exact spot hours later. What are the odds of being caught in another compromising position byContinue reading “Buttering My Bread”

Tragedy on Wheat

Last night, I was making one of those simple yet satisfying dinners the kids and I enjoy so much: grilled cheese sandwiches. With tomato soup, of course. Because you can’t have grilled cheese without tomato soup. I think our forefathers wrote that clause into the Constitution somewhere. You also can’t have grilled cheese on anythingContinue reading “Tragedy on Wheat”