Impulse

I’m con­vinced that I run on choco­late chip cook­ies.  In the last two weeks, there have been a num­ber of times when I felt unpro­duc­tive, slow, moody, ill.  Each of those times that I then had a choco­late chip cookie, I soon became happy, pro­duc­tive, and lov­ing life. 

Proof pos­i­tive that cook­ies make Robs go.  If I donated blood, it’d prob­a­bly be 65% cacao.

(And yes, ear­lier today, I did the cal­cu­la­tion of how many cook­ies I would have if I were paid in cook­ies instead of dol­lars (mar­ket resources report that the cookie is up vs the dol­lar and euro in late trad­ing today)).   (photo by wen­day )

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