Some Saturdays I get out of the house early and bum around and do a bunch of shit. Get papers, groceries, walk through the park, see my methamphetamine dealer.
Other Saturdays I lay on the couch, eat a bagel as big as a toilet seat and catch up on my programs.
It's the second kind of Saturday.
One of the shows I'm watching is called Taboo. It's on the National Geographic Channel and is basically
in intellectual packaging.
Today's show is about food and how certain folk in Vietnam eat dogs.
I suppose this is bad, but I don't think I'd have a problem eating dog. Cat either. It doesn't seem that gross.
I'd rather eat a terrier than a big spoonful of mayonnaise.