SQUIRT AND ONE POISON PUP

That was lunch when I was in junior college. It was balanced if I held the Squirt in one hand and the hot dog in the other.

And I thought it time for another commercial on my blog. I mean if the Super Bowl advertisers pony up big bucks for a thirty-second slot, what's a plug from On The QT worth? We're talking cyberspace here. And for literally ever. Oh well.

Some of my other lunches include cafeteria school lunches, mom's home cooked--the best, A&W Root Beer burger and fries, Sailor's tenderloin and fries, some little spaghetti place at SIU, McDonald's, ham and cheese sandwiches with chips or pretzels (a staple for many moons at MTV High), p/b and j, and pizza. Usually there was a fruit cup, a twinkie, a couple of cookies to round me out and to round out my lunch. Washed down by a Diet Coke or Mountain Dew.

These days my lunch is likely to be a salad with ham or cube steak on top or chik filet or Wendy's. Golf course brats aren't bad either. My wife likes these girlie places like Paradise Bakery, but I can usually beg out of those. One, Madeline's, closed because it was just too girlie, and that helped. Walnut chicken sandwiches with lots of gooey paste or sauce that tastes like sweet wine--that's what I mean by girlie food. A good piece of meat needs nothing more than some garlic salt.

Anyway(s) that's my thoughts on lunch. I wonder if my stomach could handle one of Jim Parson's poison pups these days. I doubt it.