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The Doughnut
Jul 10, 2008
I have a semi-eccentric coworker. He's actually pretty awesome, if not a bit weird. I may have trouble saying that except I know he would embrace it.

I rarely walk into his office but this morning I was in quite early and so was he so I said hello. How is he eccentric? Well, he has lacquered a dinner roll from Bertucci's and made it into a pencil holder. He has a yogurt he bought nearly 6 years ago which has been sitting in his office since and he is waiting for the pressure to cause it to implode. (He has even put wings on it to give the appearance of a missile.) There is the orange (or so he says) that isn't so much moldy as wholly brown and dried out. And the red grape which was hit against his office window in a pickup game of baseball, which he has since made into the nose of a drawing of a face on the window.

But I had not been told of any of those things. I was told of the donut. He placed a donut on a sheet of paper on May 29 and has left it since...though I guess he hung it up so only the bottom remains. Regardless, each week he has marked the progress of the grease ring. And still, 6 weeks later and missing most of its mass, it continues to grow. Behold the doughnut and you may never eat one again. (I promptly returned to my cube and ate an apple.)