I like eggs every old way: omelets, fried and runny, scrambled with fresh reggiano, eggs in a basket, hard boiled in salads, poached with hollandaise, soft boiled with salt and pepper.

Fortunately JZ is as one with me in egg-love, and the virtues of a golden runny yolk sopped up with toast.

::blechh::

I was afraid you might see that.

What you need is an egg font to block these things out.

::blechhs with ita::

That's fine, you guys savor your sad little eggless existence.

::sits in egg-lovers corner w/Hec and JZ::

Now I want eggs in a basket. And toast.

I don't have an eggless existence. I have eggs in cakes, cookies, pies and custards, the way god intended.

Eggs are gross.

Eggs are gross.

You're gross!

t /One of the Debbbies from The Oblongs

Sorry, that just slipped out.

Today's Clusterfuck:

One of our long-term tenants' mother passed away. His parents have been HUGE supporters of ours over the years, to the tune of hundreds of thousands of dollars. In lieu of flowers, the family asked that people donated to us and listed the phone numbers and addresses that were listed in the two week old phone book.

All of which are wrong.

My boss is having the proverbial cow.