Meal No. 1: Zours

Today marks the first day of my illustrious meal blog, which mirrors the Roediger House blog. I decided today to make some Zours, which are quite an exquisite meal.

Zours come in several flavors, and I carefully prepared Sour Green Apple, Sour Blue Raspberry, Sour Watermelon, Sour Lemon, and Sour Cherry. They pleased everyone who decided to partake, but I was a little unhappy with how they turned out. Could have used a little more sour when I was making them. The highlight of the meal was, of course, the "Zour Zweat." Shane managed to break out a few beads of sweat:

Intestinal turmoil ensued after ingesting an entire box each, naturally.

This blanket

I’d rather have one less blanket on the bed

Since tonight, a blanket has taken your stead

I have the good pillow to myself again

And I won’t have to get up to turn on the fan

Sometimes it’s nice to just take care of yourself

And other times, it seems the worst level of hell

I’m not sorry that I can’t get over you still

I’ve been trying for months yet it remains uphill

I didn’t realize how much I loved who you are

The most beautiful person I’ve ever met, by far

No other woman I’ve found could ever compare

You didn’t take my breath, you’ve become my air

It wasn’t the fact that I felt so alone

It was the fact that you were no longer on the phone

I know now I fucked up, but I’m only a man

My life has no purpose without you in the plan

So I’m telling you now, from my inner most core

You made my life something it never was before

You are so beautiful, and you gave that to me

The fault was my own that I just couldn’t see

You consume my life now, every moment of each day

And each moment’s the same in this bed where I lay

You still have my full heart, and you will ‘til the end

But I fear that this blanket is my permanent new friend

Needless

If we are not needed

then what are we?

In this vast existence…that which is not needed seems absurd

and in want of need I don’t want to continue

for purpose is a word contrived and unanswered

Except perhaps in companionship

and when you are no longer needed

your only companion is loneliness,

which bitterly consumes both want and need

in a mire of depression.

A search for meaning yields no answer

So the answer begets a question

When we have no need, why go on?

The grim truth is plain

And needless to say, has been troubling my mind.