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Friday, September 01, 2006
Jeremy Gibbens

Lumberjack breakfast

In the early 1900's, big burly lumberjacks bedecked in woolen plaid would tell bawdy jokes around the morning fire. They would sing ribald songs of felling trees and bedding buxom ladies while chowing down on low fat berry muffins and washing them down with nonfat decaf mochas (hold the whipped cream). At least that's what I tell myself to feel less emasculated over my usual Friday breakfast.

4 comments (leave yours):

  1. Katie said...
     

    Hmmm...I'm noticing an ongoing trend with food going in blogs and food coming out blogs..I'm seroisly contemplating doing an intake/output project on you to practice my Nursing Skills....could you please start listing volumes and measurements please?

  2. Jeremy said...
     

    Katie, I'll make it easy on you. Yesterday I ate a muffin and large decaf skim mocha, drank about 200 oz or so of water throughout the day, a 16 oz bottle of grape juice, a small shrimp scampi and fried clam strip platter with fries for lunch at Red Lobster (mmm...mediocre greasy seafood!), a 3 Musketeers bar, 6 pieces of sushi, and a quarter lb of pistachios (weight pre-shelling). I pooped twice, once around 1:30 pm and once around 5:30 pm. And I feel another coming on now. *squeezes one out into a Glad freezer bag* Here ya go! Easy measuring!

  3. Katie said...
     

    very good...now I need you turn your head and cought three times...

  4. Jeremy said...
     

    Brr!!! You could have at least warmed up your hands first! My nuts are all up in my body cavity here!

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