Culinary Chubby, Eating Off Something, and Office Hucks.
1. I got a culinary chubby the other day. Here’s how it happened.
I walked down the hall toward my loft and smelled… Cake and bacon. Cake and bacon! I think that if I had smelled coffee, I might have flopped around on the ground.
2. There’s something satisfying about eating food *off* of something.
Like, ribs. Or corn on the cob. Or food on a stick. Whatever.
3. Instigator was in my office today and we were talking about a recent dinner out after which… we hugged each other. See, we’re co-workers. So we don’t hug each other – despite the fact that Instigator is my work girlfriend.
I asked Instigator, “Is that the first time we’ve hugged?”
Instigator stared at me. She said, “What?”
I repeated, “Is that the first time we’ve hugged?”
Her eyes got larger and she said, “WHAT?”
I said, “I asked if that is the first we have ever hugged each other.”
Instigator said, “Oh my God, I thought you asked if that was the first time we fucked.”
I burst out laughing and then I said it a few times outloud again and sure enough, it does sort of sound like I asked her if that was the first time we’d fucked.
I’ll see if HR calls me tomorrow.

Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.