I give up

I quit eating meat in 1986. I remember the exact moment. I had gotten a pork chile verde burrito from Taco de Mexico in Santa Maria and was driving south in my car, eating my Sunday-edition sized food with one hand while steering with the other.

Suddenly I looked down at my burrito and went "Ugh." I folded the foil up around it, stuck it in the white paper bag from whence it came, and threw it on the floor of my car.

When I got to Los Olivos Days, my cousins asked "Want to go to the barbecue?"

"Nope," I answered. "I'm a vegetarian."

That was that.

Fast forward 21 years. Today I was looking at a kohlrabi I was eating raw.

"Ugh," I thought.

I went and got an In-n-Out double double burger and some fries. I felt a little worse for wear afterward, but dang it tasted great.

That was that. 21 years of vegetarianism out the window in one fell burger.

My people, my people.

If you believe that crap, you have forgotten how much I love April Fools Day.

And how much I love kohlrabi.

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In other April Fools Day news, I have been punk'd. I woke up and looked at my clock. 7:15 a.m. I knew I had to get going because I am in charge of food for church today and I was baking something that took an hour.

I made my cheese blintz puff (yum), fed me and the dog, blogged a bit. Soon it was 8:30 and time to get ready for church.

I took a shower and looked at my cell phone.

7:58 a.m.

Huh? Clock says 8:58, computer says 8:58.

I called my mom. "Ma! What time is it?"

"It's just about 8."

I finally figured it out. Today was the day that the time was supposed to change. My computer and clock didn't do it 3 weeks ago when the time changed early this year, so I fixed them. And today they fixed me.

It feels weird to get April Foolsed by technology, without even any of my family members involved.