OK, my life is finally getting organized. I don't know what it is, but suddenly things just started to click again. One of (wo)man's greatest pleasures has to be organizing the sock drawer. But there is so much discomfort in finding unmatched socks. I don't know what it is....something about the incompleteness and loneliness of that sock missing its mate. OK, here's some sock poetry....

Something so pathetic

About envisioning

Yourself as that lone sock,

Sitting in the

Singles drawer of life

With a bunch of other

Single loser socks full of

Holes in the heals

That don't match with you.

Unused, unloved,

Ready for Goodwill

Or.....the trash can.

I'm sorry, too much dark comedy as of late. That sounded like it could have come from a movie or something.

Anyway, hey, let's lighten up this blog a bit and talk about food, the reason for having a blog in the first place. I had a mini-breakfast of an organic Bartlett pear. One of our technicians slept in and was going to be a bit late for work. His punishment: pick us all up some burritos from chipotle. Well, we all had burritos. I almost always the vegetarian fajita burrito. Yum!

I got home took a little nap. Not something I usually do but boy did I need it! Later, ate a fat flush tortilla grilled with Goat milk Gouda. Not bad! It needed something. Lettuce or veggies or something. I can't quite figure it out.

Well, I think I'm going to get to bed now. It's seriously time. Ugh. Late nights, not good for As!