I’m not sure I can keep eating this way

Paula and I met Dick for some drinks and snacks tonight and headed over to Lot no. 3 in downtown Bellevue. We had some Salumi cured meats, a PB & J (peanut butter, BACON and jelly) and, of course, a Plate O’ Bacon.


What the hell, this body’s just on loan anyway, right?

3 replies on “I’m not sure I can keep eating this way”

Hey Reeves, slightly off topic only because comments are closed on older posts, but I could survive for 1 minute, 29 seconds chained to a bunk bed with a velociraptor. Now yes, I cheated a little, like choking the raptor after my arm was torn off instead of running for my life, but now that I think of it, I’m pretty sure I could kill the bloody thing. I mean, we survive all night IN bed with out better halves, surely being chained to one with a (harmless in comparison) raptor would be, nothing short of a walk in the park. Just though I’d let you know.

I think the key is this: if something can destroy you, don’t provoke it in the first place. My better half is a wonderful, beautiful caring being and I wouldn’t ever dream to compare her to a deadly predator.

In the event I do screw up, however, I resort to roses or spooning.

Note: velociraptors aren’t fond of roses, but a good cuddle is never out of the question.

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