Late night hunger pangs

The ladies of the house were out shopping all night and left me with no motive to cook my customary meat 'n' three... So I nuked some Hot Pockets for my dining pleasure.

Two hours later, I'm still trying to Scope out the awful taste of Hot Pockets (Turkey, Broccolli & Cheese) out of my mouth...

I'm very hungry.

It's 11:43 pm. I should go to bed, but I'm somewhat not ready for what dreams await me. It may be a task or project that requires measuring and power tools - I sometimes dream of projects to do, so I wake up totally obsessed of visiting Home Depot before my first cup of coffee.

And I shouldn't eat this late at night - Waffle House (smokers welcomed !) or some truck stop thirty miles down the highway doesn't appeal to me....

Neither does standing in line twelve deep with the riff-raff at WalMart with five food items in my hand behind the lady with a fifty items needing a CSR's approval on a out of state check.

Peanut butter, bananas and mayo on white bread sounds good; but I have no bananas.

Red-eyed gravy with sausage and bagels sounds good too.

One dozen jelly donuts will make my tummy hurt.

The taco pizza I ate Sunday night was pretty good - I'll just go to sleep on that culinary thought.

Good night!