"Can you eat this?" he asked me, desperately, holding up the lower part of a gummi-hamburger in his hand.
Before I could answer, he shoved it against my lips, so I bit it and began chewing it.
"Thanks!" he said. He backed out, closed the door, and ran upstairs.
Me, Annotated, where I collect up favorite posts from the past and discuss them, and where I excerpt parts of my books and write about those, and where I post some of my better comments on other people's blogs.
Me, Annotated: because I can't get enough of me.