I’m happily sitting at my desk, and it’s 11:00 am. The tickles of hunger pains from an hour ago have morphed into raging stomach growls with devious minds of their own. As I wait for Pavlov’s dog whistle to sound at noon, the committee in my head is holding a board meeting to determine the most apropos level of my current hunger status. Following is my finalist list of The Hunger Names. Continue reading “MANIC MONDAY THE HUNGER NAMES”