What Are You Thinking? Continued 7

Thinking of a job I had as a teenager that required me to pickup up golf balls on a driving range on weekend mornings. Then I had to go to church twice on Sundays, once with my parents, then up to the next county over to play piano for my grandparents' church. Often hungover or maybe still drunk—the pastor once had to speak to me loudly to wake me up to play a hymn. I am digging deep into my list of embarrassing moments.
 
Is it weird to eat hard boiled eggs while watching porn? I'll blame pregnancy hormones.
 
So how do you eat them, pray tell? Slowly, rolling them around, nibbling a little?

Sometimes I just enjoy the tip of it first, just savoring it. You know, really enjoy the feeling of it on my lips and tongue. But sometimes I just need more and gobble down half.
 
Sometimes I just enjoy the tip of it first, just savoring it. You know, really enjoy the feeling of it on my lips and tongue. But sometimes I just need more and gobble down half.

This whole metaphor gets better and better...though it eventually falls apart unless it is soft-boiled
 
This whole metaphor gets better and better...though it eventually falls apart unless it is soft-boiled

Butter . . . salt . . . pepper. I'm probably going to need about 30 minutes alone.

I have pursued the perfect soft-boiled egg for most of my life. It's the rare thing I'm really obsessed about. It is my Mount Everest. :D
 
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The proper way to eat a hard-boiled egg is with copious amounts of genuine smoked Hungarian paprika.
 
It may be the fever talking, but there is nothing on regular cable TV during the day.
 
It may be the fever talking, but there is nothing on regular cable TV during the day.

Old movies on TCM or FOX Movies. Otherwise, you're screwed until Jeopardy comes on. At least that's what I'm told.
 
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I’m doing a shot every time I hear the word virus

So when someone says virus, you drink to the word virus and then wait till somebody else says virus, to drink to the virus again?
 
The proper way to eat a hard-boiled egg is with copious amounts of genuine smoked Hungarian paprika.

I eat hard-boiled eggs when I want a quick and reliable burst of protein in the morning. Usually I scramble eggs in a pond of bacon fat and butter. No doubt slowly killing myself that way, along with all my other bad habits. But I'd rather live to sixty with a delicious breakfast than live to eighty without. It's not like I'm going to get more useful if I live past that point.
 
I eat hard-boiled eggs when I want a quick and reliable burst of protein in the morning. Usually I scramble eggs in a pond of bacon fat and butter. No doubt slowly killing myself that way, along with all my other bad habits. But I'd rather live to sixty with a delicious breakfast than live to eighty without. It's not like I'm going to get more useful if I live past that point.
I am not much for eggs in general; but if I eat one, it is either hard boiled, or fried beyond recognition and sprinkled with black pepper.

Although it's not my favorite breakfast, I'm more of a cereal killer. I soak it before I eat it — despite the fact that I otherwise despise milk.

Give me waffles covered in fresh fruit and lots of whipped cream — with crispy bacon on the side — with a glass of fresh grapefruit juice any day for breakfast, which is my least-favorite meal of the day.
 
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