Rosemary Nissen-Wade: Aussie poet and teacher of metaphysics – a personal view
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Sunday, May 09, 2010

You Can Tell a Foodie

I was thinking about getting up and cutting myself a slice of tasty cheese from the block in the fridge, when a plane went over, sounding ominously close. I had a moment of paranoia, as you do — what if the terrorists are striking and these are my last seconds of life?

My next thought was, ‘Well, I’ll have that piece of cheese before I die!’

So I did. And didn’t die this time. :)

4 comments:

  1. I'd have eaten the cheese too. Now, maybe I should make that cake I've been thinking about, just in case it's the end of the world tomorrow...

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  2. Um, yes, there' that saying, 'Eat, drink and be merry ...' :)

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  3. is this a life that eat ,drink and then marry ???
    all these things are also done by animals but human is quite different in having manners....

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  4. No, the saying is, 'Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die.' Nothing to do with marriage.

    This whole post is intended as humorous.

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