X Marks The Spot

When I got to work this morning, I reached into my bag to grab something and emerged with a plastic sandwich bag full of brown, liquefied used-to-be-celery sticks. I was so repulsed I actually dropped it on the floor while trying not to gag, resulting in a spirited game of “hey, what’s that brown, mushyContinue reading “X Marks The Spot”

The Answer is SOUP!

A coworker said something interesting the other day. Somebody else at work was sick, and was going on and on about having chicken soup for dinner to help with her cold. He claimed that would never work for him, because “Men don’t eat soup.” This was news to me, because… I’m a man. I eatContinue reading “The Answer is SOUP!”