The grocer is our friend in commerce and our enemy in the Story. We do not deserve options for cereal, nor variety in our nut butters, whole wheat crackers, and lunchmeat. Give us but one choice, so that we might smack it up in our greedy mouths, and masticate masticate masticate. Hmmph. The Story alone is our satisfaction, and when food runs out, which it will, it alone will fill us. Invocation Psalm: “Web of Delights” Liturgical Reading: “The Mathematics of Grocery Stores” Concluding Admonition The Story will return to you next week, hot as a ham, juicy as a coldcut. Sup sup!