Starve Trek...the Necks Generalization...

Yule Log: 8-19-2009, 3:50am

it's quiet and all through the house...

not a sound of cockroach

not even a mouse...

OK, OK, OK...

that really made no sense but it did to me...

I just got back from my umpteenth trip to "la fridge" and "le pantry"

by now, I know everything that's in my ice box and cabinets....

it's full of stuff....from A-Z....

and I am STARVING...

yet, I don't want anything that we have!!

I love nuts, we've got nuts; I love yogurt, we've got yogurt; I love leftovers, we've got leftovers!

we've got everything that I love to eat. Da wife and da mother and da mother in law made sure that everything is well stocked just for me! They even went out of their ways to make pies, cookies, whatever that I might crave for, for me!!

yet, I've gotten to the point of finicky, just like our cat lillie....

My throat is still pretty closed up from my surgery and I still choke up pretty much on anything bigger than a grain of rice.

But, the stomach has a mind of its own...it wants to eat.... yet, it wants NOTHING that we have...

how did I become this way? That there are tons of foods in the house yet I desire something that we don't have??

That's NOT me!! Is it??

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Pecan Log: somewhere in 1990...

I was a poor college student....

when I was living at home, I wouldn't touched left-overs...I despised it...

while we were not rich, my mother never deprived any food from her babies...she fed us all the time...

but in college, where I lived with lazy roommates, I had to get quite creative...especially making one meal last 3 meals...

left-overs thus became my favorite meals....because I knew what they were, and how they were going to taste(I learned how to cook or buy foods that would taste good as left-overs).

nothing was wasted. Even after finishing orange juice, I'd cut up the box and "scrape" the juice that were sticking to the carton and would "lick" it off...

left over mayos? Never...I got inventive on how to get them out...wrapping a clean paper towel onto a chopstick with rubberbands....then, I'd rub the paper towel over the bread...
(OK, I may be exaggerating a little bit here, but really, I came up with inventive ways to scrape everything...)

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Log(arithm): 8-19-09 4:02am...

I am sitting here with my stomach growling...I shouldn't be so picky...but I am about to get up again, to go and "see" what's in the fridge. I don't think it's changed since the last time I checked it...but I am still going to go try my luck...

because somewhere, in the back of my head where it absolutely makes NO sense....

I am hoping for a miracle...A MIRACLE WHIP, that is...

to be honest...I am really craving Kentucky's Fried Chicken right now....I need something Southern, Fried, and Greasey...

I am tired of eating puddings and foods that are made for babies or old people...I want REAL food...

waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........

how did I become this way, is this going to be the value I'll be passing down to our grandkids? Is this how I will teach them to eat?

When there are starving Children in Japan (think Weird Al,LOL) and England? (or is it somewhere else?)

that's sad.....for I've become what I despised.....

hmmmm...doesn't Spock's ear look like Pig's ears?? I like Pig's ears...they say there is nothing on a pig that can't be eaten...hmmmmmmmmmmmm............

oh Spo-aaaack!!!!

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chocolate log: now....

I AM kind of craving some kind of sweet stuff, right now...

I am not big on Chocolates but I am craving a big ole chocolate cake or log...

my neck is kind of bothering me...

I hurt myself playing charade the other day...LOL of all things...charade...

then, I coughed so hard that I think I might have coughed a screw or two loose in my neck...

it's funny when I look at myself...it looks like I've had my head cut off...some days, it does feel that way....

It's not a great feeling, but I'll get better, I am not worried about that...there are people going through much greater pains and turmoils than I am...

and they may NOT have food to eat....

I should donate everything we have to the world hungry organization and let myself really starve for a few days....

and go back to the way that I was...that I would eat anything in sight vs. being so picky....

Gosh, I can't stand myself right now....I just got back from the fridge...NOTHING's changed...

I am so tempted to get out our fryer and our frozen chicken legs and eggs and flour and seasoning and cook myself some nice juicy greasy friend chickeM....

I might just sneak out tomorrow noon and get me some legs....and some wings....and some biscuits slopped with gravy and mashed taters slopped with gravy....

why am I typing this out? I am making myself more hungry!! AARRRGGGHHHHHH...

OK, back to the fridge I goeth...wish me luck!!