Wheats

Still coming down off some serious tomato lentil soup I had for lunch. I don't know who power brokered the deal that brought those two heavy weight soup ingredients together but that commission sure better have been huge! Good soup will put me right, leave me feeling like I'm going to get things done, sort shit out, start crushing it like I promised myself I would, but more than likely this ends with me sitting watching Geraldo at Large. But right now this broth has me ready to go Kool-aid Man on a wall. The soup just tasted that good, this is not about gas station speed.

So after overhearing some people talking about lice, I have now been itching for the last half hour. There's no lice on or beside me but I'm just that damaged. But there was a summer long ago when my brother and I both got lice from sharing baseball helmets with some neighborhood rats. After getting treated to a head shaving, we got the lice shampoo. I was maybe in second grade, but I distinctly remember going into Arbor Drugs and hearing my Mother (God rest her soul) ask the pharmacist where the lice shampoo was, and following it up with "it's for a friend". What?! Second grade Vince Averill was like that may be the worst lie of all time. I mean you're clearly carting around a couple gross little beings with freshly shaved heads. Was she being progressive and referring to her children as friends? And, why did we spend no time trying to locate the shampoo ourselves, there by only allowing the freaky high school kid at the check out into our personal business?