It didn’t occur to me to have chocolate
for breakfast until this morning. You
see, I’m a purist at heart when it comes
to bagels. Can’t eat them every day. It
is hard enough to keep my weight down
as it is! This is my second Saturday in
my new place and Saturday breakfast is
a bagel. Once a week. So, I took one out
of the freezer. Popped it in the micro
for thirty seconds—thaws it enough to
slice with a bread knife for the toaster.
As I fixed a cup of instant coffee, it
came to me that I didn’t have any cream
cheese. How could I? Those containers
normally say, “Use within 10 days.” Well,
one bagel a week won’t work for that.
I may get around to doing bean coffee
in my old Bodum press, but I don’t have
a coffee maker now and don’t really
need one. Not interested in the one-cup
makers or the expense. So, anyway, the
bagel pops up. Don’t feel like butter;
butter is my backup. The idea of peanut
butter on a bagel made me gag. Then I
saw my little jar of Nutella! Bingo. Why
not? And there it is—a first for me.
Nutella on a bagel. Not bad at all. I
normally only have Nutella on a single
slice of toast to go along with a nice
hot bowl of oatmeal on those cold
winter mornings. Peanut butter toast
works well there too. It wouldn’t occur to
me to eat oatmeal in the summer. Since
I’m recovering from my move, etc., I
gave myself permission to goof off today.
I had light classical music playing in the
background most of the day. I installed
Windows 10 on my MacBook Pro and
played Halo and Oblivion until I couldn’t
see straight. And then I rebooted into
Boot Camp having decided that I didn’t
like Windows running on a Mac. Just
wasn’t right for me. There may be a
gaming PC in my future just so I can
play my old PC games! You’ll never guess
what made me think of that. Well, when
I was unpacking books, stuff, and more
stuff, there was a small zippered case.
It is like gold. I’ll never get rid of it.
It is a case of PC tools from back in the
day when we used to build our own box!
Motherboard, RAM chips, sound cards,
and you know, all those little screws.
Hence the famous “claw” tool to extract
the little things you dropped down into
the computer case while working. Time
will tell. Getting close to dinner time
now. Since there won’t be any PCs in
heaven, I may have to build one more!
Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)
I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)