I Promise This Is Not a Joke

On the last night before Allison was return, I decided to make an omelette. It was a four-egg omelette. Am I aware of what that does to my cholesterol? Not really. Let's not get into that right now.

Anyway, I cracked the first three eggs into a bowl and, without any manipulation whatsoever by yours truly, here's how they fell:

Yes, that is for real. I had to take a picture. I did, and went and put the camera back away. Then I cracked the fourth egg, again without disturbing the natural results of said cracking, and got this:

Of course, I had to go back and get the camera to take a picture of that too.

And that's how my face looked when I picked up Allison at the airport yesterday.