I think I winked at someone at work yesterday. It was a total involuntary reflex. The weird thing is, I have never ever winked at anyone in my entire life before. I must have been possessed by Bettie Page. Or Dolly Parton. This is the same guy who just started wearing his wedding ring due to a bet. What the heck? But the winking incident and the fact that I did not think about the feckin chocolate truffle all week, is a good sign. The chocolate truffle has become the Invisible Man. But he's so dumb, he wouldn't know about black nationalism, Marxism, and the racial policies of Booker T. Washington.
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