they're not messed up. you're just on v.s.t..
my lunch today was after taking my boy fishing in harriman state park in n.y. state today. on our first casts, one of our reels got fouled, so i was just happy to sit back, enjoy the songs of the chipmunks and frogs, and assist the little guy in catching a load of big sunfish.
on the way home, we stopped for salads and peperoni pizza. it was funny from the point of view as a foodie. my son saw me blotting the oil off of the very greasy slices, and he wondered what i was doing. i realized he'd never had bad pizza before. we are lucky to live in a region for great pizza.
but when i said that to him, he mentioned that the pizza in school was terrible. lol. he only ate it because he wanted to eat the same thing as his compatriots so as to share the experience (not in so many words, but in effect. i knew what he meant).
that's my boy...(anyone remember that movie?)
anywho, now i'm at work, off to pick up a rueben and fries. i have some leftover pickled cukes and green tomatoes from katz's deli that a friend brought me to go with it.
get home before the sun burns your skin, fee.
in nomine patri, et fili, et spiritus sancti.
beidh ar la linn.
wisdom is often in short supply within ones' ego.