RecipeMuncher

At 10:54 or so on Wednesday night, I started thinking about crackers. The thought was so engrossing, the interest so strong, that it took no more than three seconds after the notion entered my mind for me to say to the friend with whom I was chatting “I would really like some crackers.” I am a riveting conversationalist. There were no crackers in the panty, so to satisfy my desire would mean productivity on my part. Good sense and laziness thankfully won the day, and I managed to le (...)