Ever since I read that some Republicans were trying to Google bomb John Kerry with the wonkish term "waffles," I've had an insatiable hankering for waffles.
I've never been a big breakfast eater, but lately every morning when I wake up I want to eat a big old waffle. Of course, I rarely have time to eat breakfast because I always sleep too late and putz around in the morning, so my breakfast opportunities are limited.
Today, I came up with the brilliant idea that maybe I should get up really early and go some place and have a sitdown breakfast. But then I thought I would end up looking like I belong in a cop movie, except I'm not a cop. Think Brad Pitt and Morgan Freeman in "Se7en," or Denzel Washington and Ethan Hawke is "Training Day."
Aside: I am on the phone right now, and the lady on the other end of the line just said to someone sitting in the room with her, "I have that information you wanted abotu the canker sores." Uh...
Anyhow, back to the breakfast. What was I saying? Oh yes. I've resorted to going to Denny's down the street from work and having a waffle at lunch. I think I will do that today. My problem with the Denny's waffle is, instead of the normal waffle pattern, they stamp a Denny's logo into it. It's weird, because when you pour syrup into it, it pools in the center on the Denny's logo instead of settling in each seperate waffle sqaure - because there aren't any. I don't know, that creeps me out. But that waffle is really freaking good! I'll be going there today.
Speaking of food, I overcame the hot dog temptation yesterday and had Boston Market instead. Those were some mean green beans, I'll tell you what.
Fixed in a tangible medium of expression at 11:17 AM. Keep this for posterity.