Number of Words/Time
Last week, I met some friends and we talked, ate, talked and ate some more. I told them I realized as I age (I hate that I need reading glasses to see my food now), my thoughts are getting smaller and smaller. Or, as my friend says, concise. See above.
P.S. You know you have a food blog when you are too lazy to hook up the scanner and just take a photo of your graph.