Well, you need to. Go ahead. Sit.
I ate egg.
On attempt 314, I finally decided to eat some. Granted it was mostly to get to the salsa, and I'm not exa0ctly feeling why they get called "The incredible edible egg," but Mom is chalking it up on the success column. Along with that bite of Dad's ham and swiss sandwich a few weeks ago and the beans and barley over the weekend, we might need to change my middle name to Adventure.
I'm not having any trouble making Hazzard work, though maybe I'll try not to kill myself today since Tenzing covered that front pretty well yesterday.