By definition, gruel.
Still dining finely on fancy lunches in the cubicle. This week’s installment…three gourmet burgers.
I find three to be the ideal number of main entree items at the office.
Unit 1, consumed at 10:00 AM, acts to lessen the coffee shakes.
Unit 2, consumed around noon, acts to kill the smells of coworkers’ lunches
Unit 3, consumed at 2:00 PM, pretty much just food show-boating at this point
+1 food show-boating
Most of the programmers around me subside wholly on Mountain Dew and Cup ‘o Noodle. Time to class-up this joint.
Skewers should do the trick. +1 fancy.
Having automated junk is awesome, for the most part. One drawback became glaringly evident recently, as I was enjoying some salsa in the lab.
Gloom and doom. Hit the bump for a video (SPOLER: It is tagic)
So there I am, eating Cool Ranch Doritos at work…
…noticing there is a correlation between “blue-ness” and “delicious-ness” Wait, blue is a color and a flavor?
Yep. That blue stuff is awesome. Imagine how amazing this would taste:
I bet it would destroy your taste buds. Like looking at a laser…do not recommend.
I’m averaging somewhere around two pounds per week…
Sort of gross; sort of impressive.