Mood:  loud

I need to chew my food?!?!  Get Cancer?!?!?  What the hell?!?!? 

So my baby calls me to tell me about his day in KC, MO.  He went to see that exhibit that he didn't want to see when it was in town and  tells me that it was EXCELLENT...and that he learned a few things...like I NEED TO CHEW MY FOOD....he gonna call me to share his new found knowledge...and scare me half to death about my fast assed eating habits.  Can I enjoy my Saturday...he proceeds to share with me that the consequences of not chewing my food and taking my time eating equals cancer...ain't that some nonsense! 

GREAT, now I have to add eating slowly to avoid cancer to the list of my worries.  Wasn't I just talking about too many things in my brain to think about now this brother gonna add one more....