Why did I go and eat a huge, eight-dollar meal at Culver's Sunday mid-afternoon when I knew there was going to be Sunday dinner a few hours later? I don't know.

Why did I try this new place close to my house and eat a seven-dollar lunch past my self-imposed lunch deadline of one o'clock on Monday, knowing that I wasn't even that hungry (even though their white chicken chili was excellent)? I don't know.

My guesses: Boredom or my allergies.