John's Blog

Sometimes you just expect to be disappointed. Any product found on a late night infomercial, deals that seem too good to be true, any pronouncement that comes out of the mouth of a Bush administration official; with all of those things you just expect to have an outcome that's less than what's promised. But when I passed the frozen food section at the grocery store and saw Hot Pockets Biscuits I thought it didn't sound half bad and I bought a box. That was a big mistake.

Breakfast is probably my favorite meal of the day, largely because I get to eat, read my morning paper, and down a pot of coffee as a leisurely way to ease into the day. Actually the paper and the coffee are probably the best part of the routine, but I at least like to have something decent to eat, and this steaming pile of microwaved poo just didn't even come close. Serves me right for being too lazy to scramble an egg.

And speaking of different food, the other day at work somebody brought in a box of Entemanns that I hadn't seen before: Delicias Latinas. I honestly thought that was a porn site, but what do I know? But it's not the first time that food and porn have been confused.