
Another thing is how I like "open face" sandwiches. Can you even call them sandwiches if they are "open face"? I don't know the answer and I don't want to know. I do know that this morning I had an open face with 2 fried eggs on toast splattered with Louisiana and habanero sauce. I paired it with a cup of coffee. Then I was out the door on the bike with short sleeves. I went down and voted and that was cool. Now I am limp like a piece of spinach that has been sitting in ranch dressing for too long. I wanna go home and turn on the TV and drink beer and watch Obama become our next president.
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