I sit next to the Food Guy at work. He buys all the groceries and prepares a spread every morning. On most days we have bagels and fruit, including such choice items as coconut, grapes, raspberries, blueberries, mango, grapefruit and melon. On Fridays, like today, he makes quesadillas and fresh guacamole. The Man knows how to keep his drones gratefully droning on in front of their crappy computers. At least it works on me...guacamole and mango? It's like putting Jessica Lange in front of King Kong.

Anyway, it's a good thing that I'm being fed at work, as the dollar might not be worth enough to buy me a taco. Seeing as I don't have enough money in the bank to worry about having it disappearing into the ether, I can fantasize about what to do with the gold bricks I'll buy to keep my money safe. Maybe, I'll build a gold house and that way I at least have something to live in and know where my money's at.

Just for today, I'm happy to be fed.