The one thing I miss about the job I left to go to New Zealand is the place near that office that would deliver breakfast sandwiches to order. For maybe $1.50, I could get scrambled eggs with cheese on rye toast, and it would come to my desk, still hot, in about 20 minutes. I wish I hadn't thought about that just as I was opening up this container of yogurt.
The Astros are going to the World Series? I hope my dad can handle it.