Ambiguously Disgruntled Manifesto

wasting your time since 1975

1/21/2002

Earlier this evening, Greg seemed really restless and announced that he was really hungry, and that he wanted to go somewhere. I declared that a night of beer and darts were in order, but he decided that he wasn�t interested in having any beer. After some hemming and hawing, Greg decided to reheat some frozen spaghetti sauce and cook some pasta for dinner. I didn�t object, as I wasn�t that hungry myself and only planned on having a bit.

He started to prepare the food while I just sat and watched TV � I figured this was his mission and I wasn�t really hungry so I wouldn�t contribute, besides, all he had to do was cook pasta and heat sauce. At one point, I got up to take some dirty dishes into the kitchen and discovered that he had added some frozen corn to the still thawing source.

�Is that corn� I asked.

�Yeah,� Greg responded, completely nonplussed.

�Why did you put corn in the sauce?�

�It needed a vegetable.�

I decided, at this point, that I must get inside the head of this madman. Whatever it was that had possesed him to put corn in the spaghetti sauce, I was determined to reveal it, come Hell or high water.

I continued to hammer him with relentless questioning as the food was prepared and consumed. He continued to seem annoyed that I would wonder what the seed of his apparent insanity was. Corn in the spaghetti sauce. It wasn�t so much the fact that he had done it � everyone who knows Greg realizes his potential for such seemingly random actions � it was the fact that he acted like this was completely normal. It was almost as if I was crazy for not being familiar with the ancient tradition of corn in spaghetti sauce. After all, �it needed more vegetables.� It was beside that point that when this sauce was made, it was loaded with bell peppers, onions and mushrooms. It was beside the point that if Greg had decided he wanted a vegetable with the meal he could easily have prepared some corn as a side dish. No, it�s Common for people to put corn in spaghetti sauce, or so it seemed by his reaction.

�Have you thought about putting corn in sauce before,� I asked.

�Yeah,� Greg responded chirpily, and confidently �I could put some carrots in to.�

�Please don�t.�

This was, after all, His meal; I just planned to skim a little off the side. Why should I get concerned about what someone does to spaghetti sauce? I guess I can�t help myself sometimes, it just seemed too random to put corn in it, I just Had to figure out why he did it.

�See, I bet you can�t even tell by the taste there�s corn in here,� Greg stated authoritatively as we began to eat.

I paused, it was a pause of me trying to rewrap my mind around what was going on, and why I had started this whole thing.

Greg saw my pause as an acknowledgment of his statement, and vocalized as such.

�Actually, it has imparted a sweet corn-y taste to it.� I responded, staring at my plate. The sauce had also become watery, which I attributed as a combination of it being defrosted and the addition and the frozen corn.

I eventually did dig deep enough to find the True reason why he added the corn. It needed more vegetables.


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