July 20th, 2012

This sausage-on-a-bun with mustard was thrust into my lap. Thank goodness — it turned out to be the only thing I had to eat for the rest of the day. My buddy threw an after-work backyard barbecue. I got there early, had a beer and a Flaming Dr. Pepper and this sausage. Then I left to see a play. Then I returned later in the evening for more beer and animated arguments about rock music. If I’d eaten more food, maybe I wouldn’t have said so many inflammatory things? No. It probably wouldn’t have made a difference.

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I eat it. You digest it.