To the Point

There comes a time in every epoch when pragmatism simply evolves into extreme acquiescence and surrender to the forces of apathy and do-nothingness, a guarantor of the status quo in all of its easy, democratic criminality--its fortress of greed. You could line up all the pols in the U.S. in a straight row and examine them head to toe and not find a single man or woman capable of admitting, never mind ending, the corruption of their vocation--Buddy Dooley

Monday, October 7, 2013

Whoo Hoo!

What a glorious weekend.

It all started when I went to the store and bought a box of Krusteaz pancake mix, a jar of Skippy's peanut butter, a container of generic Safeway maple syrup, and a dozen eggs.

It had been a long time since I made one of my fall-back breakfasts.

You know this one, right?  You mix the pancake mix with water and grill the cakes to golden brown over medium heat.  When you plate them, you slather the cakes with peanut butter while you're heating up a vial of syrup.

Meanwhile, you have the eggs sizzling to sunny in another pan.

Boom, when it's all ready you place the sunny eggs atop the slathered cakes and drizzle all of it with the syrup.

Nothing better in this world.


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