Grabbing some grub

I finally got caught up on my work today. It should be smooth sailing for the rest of the week.

At the supermarket checkout line in front of me was a lady buying food for her family with food stamps. Now, I sympathize with people who are down on their luck and need a little help from the state. Hell, I've been damn close several times in my life. However, everything in her cart was either sugar frosted, high fat, heavily processed, or completely devoid of natural ingredients. I just wanted to buy her some Flintstones vitamins, or at the very least tell her "Vegetables, sweetheart, vegetables!"

And then I went home and ate half of a large DeGiorno pizza and washed it down with a Wild Cherry Pepsi. The irony is palpable.