food: The other white candidate…

I’m not sure what it is about 2008, but bacon is really making a name for itself! Just yesterday we were discussing a new treat from the Minnesota State Fair, deep-fried chocolate-covered bacon. That doesn’t make me hungry as much as the thought of it makes me exhausted. I can’t imagine how many steps it would take to keep that stuff intact through every step. Just making honey-mustard bacon once was delicious, but time consuming. A Donuts and Bacon campaign, however, that might even get Homer up off his ass to do a little door-knocking. Zazzle has the above tee for $24 which is too rich for my blood–I’ve been spoiled by the $9-12 t-shirt offers–but it’s cute nonetheless.

I’d definitely be down with a campaign slogan of “A donut with every coffee, and a plate of bacon with every meal.” Mmmmm, bacon.

Going off on a tangent, I’m very proud to report that there is clearly no gas shortage in my office. This morning, I’ve been treated to some seriously foul and noxious emissions. Of course no one says excuse me and people even refuse to make eye contact after it happens, but DAMN Y’ALL! The ol’ “He who smelt it, dealt it” is no longer valid when you’re 40.

Yes, it’s gas and it’s natural, it’s also foul and embarrassing, but if you’re not going to own up and pardon yourself, at least walk away so we only have to deal with the initial blast and not lingering fall out. Those are not the kind of F-bombs I want to have to deal with on a regular basis around here.