Some breakfast thoughts

So, we were out of breakfast bread. Out of Kashi (and I don't do Honey Nut Cheerios, as real Cheerios should not be spoiled with nuts). Out of breakfast burritos. Out of fruit. Out of everything breakfasty.

So what did I do?

I made cinnamon toast. With rye bread.

And it was good, dammit, even if it offends the purists.

I frequently eat much more abnormal breakfasts -- kippered herring on a bagel has been on my plate more than once, I consider cold pizza to be one of the world's great breakfasts, I've had cold steak a few times, ditto most forms of leftovers, etc. And that's not even mentioning the Hershey Kiss Omelet I invented in high school. :-)

So, in other words, I like weird breakfast options. Whether weird variants on "real" breakfast foods, or things that are just strange (hell, as everyone probably knows, I love weird foods for any meal).

Which leads to today's poll:

[Poll #59604]

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Crap. The vague earache and fluey symptoms continue. Ick. If they're not gone by tomorrow, I'm escalating things and calling a doc.

In other news, I've way over-caffeinated and over-liquified today. Two cups of coffee at home, another from Caribou, another at work, two diet cokes and a glass of water at lunch, and caribou afterwards. I'm getting my exercise from trips to the restroom. :-)

And work's been way busier than it should be this late into the semester.

Anyway, off to finish up before heading out in a bit.

Well, fuck a duck. :-(

Link found via laurel. Warren Zevon is dying, folks.

This is so fucking wrong. If there's anything resembling an ounce of fucking divine justice/retribution/karma/whatever in this world, Britney Spears and all five Backstreet boys will spontaneously combust the day Warren dies, just to equalize things.