11.9.10 — Sigh (and Candy)

Top Pot. Again. For like the billionth time.

Is this what waterboarding feels like? A constant, steady, unrelenting drip, drip, drip until you can't take it anymore and just give over your will to your torturer? You find yourself so helpless against the quiet barrage that you don't have a choice any longer and let the inevitable happen?

Sigh.

I chew my gum. I eat my apple. I mix my granola into my greek yogurt and take a few more drips on the forehead. The inevitable does not happen today.



More Halloween leftovers appeared in our row this afternoon. Eh. Not really even a little tempted.

11.2.10 — Uh Oh and More Candy

Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies.

An unexpected challenger enters the room.

I had been girding myself against the traditional bite- and fun-sized post-Halloween onslaught. But, like a prize heavyweight fighter who had prepared to go all rope-a-dope on his normal class of opponents and suddenly finding himself facing an goddamn ninja horde, I find myself unable to withstand the lure of these soft, chewy circles of cookie heaven.

Well, almost.

See, unbeknownst to the ninjas, that heavyweight fighter came into the arena packing an AK-47 and whole lot of fucking ammo. Result? A lot of dead ninjas.

You may not be fun-sized, you cookies, but I will eat none of you this day.



Another batch of leftover Halloween candy appeared In the late afternoon. The Poprocks don't do much for me, but everything else would have normally been on my Definitely Fly List, especially the Reese's cup. You got your chocolate on my peanut butter? You got your peanut butter in my chocolate? Sounds like a recipe for a party in my mouth. Those two flavors together is on my top ten list of favorite things, along with the Blues Brothers movie (original only, the sequel sucked ass), the words magma and waffles, and reading LOL Cats captions. I once did an experimented with Peanut Butter Captain Crunch and Coco Puffs to try and find the perfect ration to produce a reasonable chocolate peanut butter breakfast cereal. Turns out to be about 25% Captain and 75% Puffs (the Captain has a powerful flavor).

Wistful ramblings aside, the photo is here so I didn't eat any of it.

11.1.10 — The Day After

Hmmm. I was expecting a lot more. I mean everyone takes their leftover candy from Halloween night to the office the next day. I think my coworkers are getting annoyed that I'm putting everything they bring in up on this blog.

Someone asked me today how long I'm going to keep this up. I answered, "Until I start eating it." She said I needed to start eating stuff soon. She then said she didn't bring in her leftovers mainly because she didn't want to end up on this blog.

I do know that people are no longer telling me when stuff shows up in the kitchen. I've had to "discover" stuff more and more. I don't think they are hiding it from me yet, but they also aren't being so blatant about dropping off food.

That's okay. We're getting into that special season. Now that Halloween is done, it's time for Christmas with a slight detour for Thanksgiving. The last few months have been nothing.

10.15.10 — And So It Begins

I've been dreading this day - the beginning of the Halloween treat smorgasbord. It will start slowly, in this case with some extra cupcakes someone brought in from a batch they made for their kid or some other thing that doesn't impact my life, and pick up speed as we get closer to the end of the month. Then there will be an explosion of treats and candy culminating in the big day. We'll probably be having a party at the office and then the wife and I will be fending off the neighborhood ankle rats all night long.

And then we're into the official "holiday season" which means food flowing like water through this place. It's going to be a rough couple months.