Lunch 412

I was flattered by the positive discussion on Gamespot surrounding yesterday's lunch blog. Who would have thought soy milk and bad food would go so well together?

Some people asked questions about the lunch deal I have. Basically, I have a great employer that keeps stocked refrigerators and an open cafeteria for all employees to draw from. We get all the drinks we can drink and $5.50 worth of lunch every day from the catered cafeteria. It is a good deal.

I had free yogurt this morning for breakfast with the granola my wife made for me. Then I topped it off with some other soy milk (at right).

Many of us go to lunch together, and today we spent some time having drinks back at our desk.
Sometimes the drinks are harder. While I stick with the water, frequently we have Wine & Cheese events. I only have the cheese.

. . .we are always hiring.

;-)

The 411 Lunch

Today in lunch history the cafeteria delivered a frightening seafood concoction for mass consumption. Fortunately work pays me to eat this stuff.
If you can't tell from the picture, it is supposed to be some Jumbalaya-like meal. It tastes about as good as it looks.

Great Aunt Hoodie

I'm charging down the lane, a breakaway from the tower who was charged with defending me. He is pontificating about his new custom home being built by his wife. Evidently Great Aunt Hoodie granted his wish for riches. Now he is constructing an award-winning mansion.

I get the pass from Frannie Franklin. She didn't pass me the ball, but a sandwich bag with a cut Peanut Butter and Jelly for contents. As my shoes lift off from the bottom of the key, the sandwich careens through the scoring portal, my hands bend the rim down as gravity once more lays claim upon me.

Two points, and the game.

Proof Great Aunt Hoodie is a fickle fairy god mother: even aging white men can get a good vert off her blessing.

Thank you Great Aunt Hoodie.