And I thought that can’t be a coincidence Apparently I have an attitude who knew shirt! There must be a NY Times reporter hiding in my house! And then I thought a bit more. That didn’t really make much sense. Why would they hide in my house just to see what I ate and then write an article about that same exact food!? I mean, I would imagine! But still, you can imagine my surprise! Donuts! Donuts! Unbelievable! And now everyone in Southeast Virginia will get sick bc it’s been hovering around 70 degrees. But every one shall die for his own iniquity: every man that eateth the sour grape, his teeth shall be set on edge.