I know because I ate six pieces of bacon this morning and I was happy. My mouth was smiling from the inside out

Thursday morning for breakfast? BACON

The taste I could take or leave, but I love the smell of a good bacon breakfast.

So a lot of people start their day having their hopes crushed by false promises.

You're a philosopher, I see.

a prescription for Lipitor....All is right in his world!

I am very happy for Billy and his better living!

Get him a pint of ale and some chocolate, quick, before he goes into cardiac arrest.

Thick-cut bacon, cooked, crumbled and rolled in powdered sugar. It's remarkably delicious, and remarkably hard to eat more than a crumb or two. But, yummers.

It's just wrong.

But bacon swimming in maple syrup? Yes, please.

One of my Army units served a breakfast that was a little heavy on the fat...I once described it as "eggs with grease, bacon with grease, sausage with grease, potatoes with grease, pancakes with grease, waffles with grease, milk with grease, cereal with grease, juice with grease, grease with grease and a pot of grease on the salad bar in case you didn't get enough."

Well...one fine day I had a little bowl of molten butter sitting on my tray ready to pour over my French toast, and a pile of non-crispy bacon sitting on my plate, and wondered what would happen if I were to put the bacon in the butter before eating it. (Think the old Reese's commercials where the dude dunks a Hershey bar in some stranger's peanut butter and finds out it's better that way.) It was a "eureka!" moment, to be sure.