Well, yesterday I received a surprise in the mail. First, let me take you back in time... I was about 4 years old living in Nebraska when I discovered the power of the microwave. I vaguely remember me and my sister going to someone's house, an old person's, and getting to watch them make cheese sandwiches for us. It was the first time I saw a microwave make a cheese sandwich. The sandwich tasted delicious and I seem to remember falling in love with cheese. At that time I developed a cheese fixation in addition to my previous "Hubba Bubba" bubble gum fixation. I vowed I would learn the art of the cheese sandwich and have it for myself. I got the chance when my parents got divorced. I was about 10 when I got control over what I ate. Being a latch-key kid, I had a lot more freedom to experiment with such things. Just remember not to put a magnet in the microwave, unless you have water readily available.  It was then when I learned the art of the Microwave Cheese sandwich. It required 6 pieces of cheese 2 pieces of bologna and 2 pieces of bread. I guess that's why I was a chubby 4th grader.  The best thing to do is to melt it until golden brown and let the bologna form into a cup to hold the cheese. Then use a spoon to devour all of the cheese. So a couple of months ago Kraft was having a world's greatest cheese sandwich competition on the web. I was one of the first 500 entries out of 6000 to enter and thus I got a prize. They sent me a handy stovetop cheese sandwich maker worth $30. I can now jump from the microwave to the grill. I guess that's why they call it a grilled cheese sandwich.

Thought of the Day

Postmaster General: "Now I am not only a postmaster, I'm also a general. And you know it's a general's job to gosh well get things done. Now we got a stack of mail with your name on it. Are you going to take it?"

Kramer<wimpers>: "yes..."

-- Seinfeld