Offering 2024–039

a cop out -

i posted today

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When the alarm sounded this morning, I had a splitting headache. I tried to make a run at my morning routine, but got five minutes into it before abandoning the project for lack of interest and going back to bed. Three hours later, here I am in the comfy chair attempting to sneak in an ‘emergency post’ to keep the streak alive.

This last ditch effort to post something reminds me of a book I read in my youth — How to Eat Fried Worms. In the book, the protagonist must eat a worm a day for fifteen days to win a bet. For reasons I can’t remember (and I might be getting what I do remember wrong), he finds himself in a situation where midnight approaches and he has yet to consume his worm for the day. While the other worms in the challenge were prepared in a way to make them palatable, he is forced into an nasty situation….

He must eat the worm raw…. and with great fanfare, he does so.

This morning, with a scant five minutes left before my drop dead deadline for posting, not just I, but you too are forced to eat a raw worm.

I’m sorry.

Bon appetit!!!