My Memory

A poem,

I have a really bad memory
I can’t remember anything, even yesterday
Memory is such a skill that I do flop
I leave things there and leave things here.
Though I have nothing to fear
As long as I don’t forget my pants and top. 

By Me.

Transit Talk: Eating Grasshoppers to…

On the way home yesterday on the train, my co worker and I were talking about eating bugs and the delicacy around it. I have to admit I think I might try grasshoppers one day.
The conversation rolled to worms, meal worms then finally snakes. Then the conversation went something like this:

Co-Worker: So they are not insects but apparently snakes taste good.

Me: I could believe that but I just hope that the snake has digested all its food before it got cooked.

Co-worker: Yea you might get a two for one deal with a rat. 

Me (Giggling): Yea you could get …  Snurducken.

 

I am amused 🙂 .