Friday, July 31, 2015

0444 And Feeling Guilty

     I just polished off the last of the bacon.  There were only three slices left, which is probably one more than I should have had, but who bothers with one slice of bacon?  I could have cooked it and left it for Tam, but by the time she awoke, that lone slice -- or maybe a slice and a half, to split the remainder equally -- would have been keeping warm over the pilot light in the oven for an hour and a half, and would not be all that great.

     Anyway, that's how I justified it when I added the last slice of bacon to my bacon-and-egg-on-toast this morning.  I'll have to put a ten in the Bacon Fund.  The corner market is just a bike ride away, after all--

     But I'm still feeling guilty about eating that last slice of bacon.

6 comments:

Ed Skinner said...

The early bird gets the ... bacon?

D.W. Drang said...

Oh, the woes of the (mostly) free-lance wordsmith!

Sdv1949 said...

It's ok because....BACON!

Ken said...

Bacon is like the insane root that takes the reason prisoner....

Monty James said...

Man tries to get cat arrested for eating bacon

Bacon crime is surging out of control. Will nothing be done to stop these slavering bacon fiends?

Roberta X said...

Ken, is bacon the root of hogweed? Because that would explain a lot.

(Side note: the stuff we called "pigweed" when I was a child [and warned one another about] apparently isn't. Pigweed is most commonly a persistent type of amaranth -- and the stuff we called by that name was datura! Ah, botany -- get the names wrong and your breakfast cereal will either do you in or make you loopy for a week.)