Tonight I figured I’d forgo the bun on my hamburger – grilled, not fried – and so made a sandwich with two big slabs of onion on each side of the hamburger tomato burger. Now I am burping. Rumbling burps. Little burps, insistent burps. I don’t know if this is typical or not, but I think, for me, it is cause and effect. Well, it was good going down.

I had beans too, with bacon bits and half a grilled hot dog. Yes, Der Bingle, I am a pig, an oinker, a porker, a sow and so forth, such as a swine. That reminds me, when Cameron rewrote Shakespeare he had himself saying “You swine.” In the first recording, it sure sounded like he said, “You slime.” I guess you had to be there . . .