Y’all know me. I’m not one to fuss about little things. I might put in my 3 cents worth (inflation, you know) in discussions about big controversies like gun control, the Californian migration and an unpolitical presidential campaign that resembles a Monty Python film. Trivial stuff bothers me none, until recently, as I was settling down at the dinner table, salivating from the wondrous aroma emanating from the microwave oven. Boy, that Marie Callender sure knows how to cook, huh?
So, I’m sitting at the table, working on a crossword puzzle. There’s a few more minutes until my dinner is cooked, and then the instructions on the box suggests that I “let stand for 2 minutes”. Me being a rebel and all, I never follow this directive and just dig in while it’s still bubbling hot. Folks, when I’m hungry and good vittles are in front of me, there’s no waitin’ around for the blessing, the food to cool or on other folks to be seated. This hungry man’s gonna eat!
Now, the microwave is beeping, and my stomach is growling. I am ready to devour this fine cuisine while I watch “Wheel of Fortune”, but first, some commercial for “body sculpting” by Sonobello comes on. Y’all know the one. They show before and after photos of the mid-sections of some rather hefty gals, or at least I think they’re women. This Bruce/Caitlyn Jenner thing still has me a bit confused. And all these displayed ladies are wearing skimpy bikini bottoms that are stretched to the limit. Do y’all have a good image in your heads or should I embellish my description?
