I looked at a pack of beef jerkey yesterday. I mean looked, as in coveted. Now, I’m a medium fan of beef jerkey; good beef jerkey, that is. It’s almost fat-free and tastes pretty good. But yesterday was Friday, in Lent, and I’m practicing being a Catholic. I say practicing because after five decades I still ain’t got it completely right.
Category: Bordering closely on religion
Thoughts of a spiritual nature, or just plain spiteful.