This blog is a rabid dog. It sits in the corner and stares at me with its pathetic eyes.  It constantly demands food no matter how much I try to reason with it (“I gave you a post yesterday, I just haven’t got any words left and I need to go to sleep.  I’ve made you IE8 compatible and validated your xhtml, isn’t that enough for you?)  The silence suggests it probably isn’t.

So here’s a picture of my bacon and Philadelphia bagels from last week that I was too lazy to post.  It shows that I am at least making an effort with the breakfast challenge (it’s still not a daily occurrence but it’s closer than it’s been in a long time).

Bagels are a breakfast time essential popular with Jews (but you knew that).  What you probably didn’t know is that they’re traditionally sold in sets of three which are referred to as a prial, a prangle or a frackle of bagels (thanks Wikipedia).  Frackle is the least commonly used word but it seemed the most fun to say.

Bagel is also a Yeshivish word (Yeshivish, as far as I can tell, is the linguistic lovechild of English and Yiddish) meaning someone like me who can sleep for 12 hours straight.  This is a reference to the 12 hours that the bagel dough is rested between mixing and cooking (I owe you big time Wiki).

One last thing, before I go and rest, a blogging tip.  Creating a post entitled Ukrainians do it Naked, which then goes on to link to three photo shoots of a scantily clad Bond girl, will see your visitor count rise like an throbbing penis substantially.  Now all you have to do is figure out how to maintain the erection interest.