guff

For lunch, grilled cheese

A light breakfast on guff yesterday, wasn’t it? Sorry ’bout that. I had some stuff to finish up with another project, got corralled into aiding my brother’s girlfriend’s father in a former knowledge base, spent time locked out of a certain locale, did some shopping and got around to cooking a nice meal, and ended up sleeping far more than I normally expect to.

But enough of this Web journal cliché by droning on about my day. To make up for my gufflessness, may I suggest a plate of Saddam’s e-mail? If you don’t find that palpable, then perhaps a quick meal?