Last night I get home just as my wife is serving up dinner onto plates and she looks up and says “Do you want a bun for you hamburger? It’s a different kind of burger…..”

Yeah – that’s right “different” as in: NO MEAT. She’s decided that we need a vegetarian meal a couple nights a week. I’m pretty ok with but for pete’s sake don’t go trying to sneak it past me disguised as meat. I’ll probably notice that a patty made of chick peas and nuts isn’t meat regardless of how good it is for my colon.