Now to be fair he may have been someone I've met. But I don't know. The people I meet swarm together in my mind in a blur and I tend to forget them. Mea culpa.
Bob Cesca because of what he writes on HuffPo-and Nathan Fillion, because as most of you already know, he is the body, the actor of our Captain, although to be fair, Fillion has gained a considerable amount of weight, while the Captain has maintained, or even lost weight. Either way, both of them keep me entertained; the Captain in the bedroom and Fillion on my tv screen. Even though he's gotten a wee bit chunky, there are times when I just look at him and feel that I am hopelessly in love with him.
I will not entertain the illusion however that I am the only woman in the universe to harbor such feelings. There is no doubt, any number of women who would sell their souls for him. And while I love him, he will NOT have my soul.
But back to my topic: Bob Cesca had tweeted in an address that sent me to an article about the McRib. The pic opened and a smear of BBQ sauce on the box was the first thing I saw. I scrolled down to see a ciabatta roll that was lightly dusted with cornmeal and the meat that dripped BBQ sauce. It looked profoundly delicious. But after seeing the initials HFC over and OVER and OVER again in the article, I was daunted and decided that even though it LOOKS delicious, it's just diabetes on a fancy bun-and you know how we, the black people of the world are prone to diabetes! Although to be fair, I'm also white. And don't even look black. Which must mean that my insides are black, ergo, I ought to be extra careful about what I eat.
The other thing was that I was craving those FRIES. You know, the fries, baby, the fries. But I got my lunch at the grocery. A sandwich that was on clearance. I wasn't sure what it was, but after biting in, I discovered it was roast beef in BBQ sauce. Delightful. Except the bread was stale. I had this with "Dirty" sour cream and onion kettle chips. Yummy. Drank water. Last time I buy a sandwich on CLEARANCE!
For the rest of the day, I drank soup because of my illness. I have pneumonia. Again. But the up side is (check this out): for the first time ever, I just spelled it right. I've written the word enough times now to not need spell check on it. Holla!
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