a tale of two breakfasts

yesterday, as fate would have it, i had my usual breakfast, and drove to mt. tam to meet with friends for a hike. through the magic of miscommunication, the friends showed up to meet us for breakfast and a hike.

not wanting to be the guy who sits at the table making everyone else feel nervous and fat because he's not eating, i politely ordered a full breakfast, which i ate, even the crumbs. that puts my total breakfasts consumed yesterday at two, a personal best.

later that day, inspired by my dual breakfasts, dinner became an event with such poorly defined boundaries that i think i am still in the process of its execution.