Mmmm. Waffles.
Something a little odd is happening to me right now. Just this
last half-an-hour I've developed quite a strong craving for waffles
with a generous drizzle of genuine maple syrup. I
never eat that facile, overpoweringly
sweet, goopy mess but right now I suddenly find I want some.
You probably don't really need to be reading about this. There
are many things you could be doing rather than reading about what
some guy wants to eat. Not even what he's actually eating, mind you,
but merely the food he is thinking about.
Here is a list of some of the things you might be doing instead:
- Walking in the sunshine
- Cleaning your house
- Writing a novel
- Jägermeister
- Attempting a sudoku
- Planting rosemary seedlings
- Flirting with people
- Performing the productive endeavours for your employers and
their shareholders to which you are contractually bound
- Having tea with your parents
- Driving to the beach
- Signing up for cryogenic suspension
- Ringing your friends and talking to them
- Sleeping
- Singing along with trashy radio
- Frolicking with a pet dog
- Learning another language
- Filling in your tax return
- Buying clothes
- Eating waffles with maple syrup
- Playing a musical instrument — the glockenspiel, perhaps
- IM
- Practising your putting
- Dreaming up lists of things to put in your own blog
But instead you read this. Thank you.