My bald doughnut
Friday, Nov. 16, 2001, 8:06 am

I know I promised an entry about some latest developments on the Texas front, but I haven't felt like getting into it all. So I'll talk about my morning doughnut.

Friday is doughnut day here at the fish factory. I went into the lunchroom, carefully selected the yummiest looking doughnut in the box. It was a french cruller, with an ever so light coating of white glazy frosting. The frosting is what clinched it for me.

I took it back to my office, sat down and took a big bite. And all the white frosting cracked and fell off into my lap.

Now I have a lovely bald french cruller. And a pile of frosting that I'm tempted to scoop up and eat. But as soon as I try it, someone will walk in and catch me, so I'm resisting the urge.

Don't you hate it when the frosting on your doughnut falls off?

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