Photo: Hooked on Life

"If the damned worm would just learn to sleep in a little longer, the early bird gon' go and eat sum'n else."  — Unknown

This is the philosophy of man I once overheard in New Orleans. I suspect he might have lived on a regular Breakfast of Champions himself. You know —  the kind of breakfast that includes beer and cold pizza . You would probably never hear this kind of sentiment from someone who eats from a Wheaties box.

Oh, sage advocate for laziness - where do you find the stamina to come up with such revolutionary ideas?

It stands to reason, I guess. The lazy worm would survive the early bird... but I bet the feathered lunch crowd is just as hungry. What kind of victory is it for the worm, anyway? It's still got to compete with all the morning risk-takers for its own food.

The late bird catches the lazy worm. The early bird catches sum'n better. Rearranging an adage doesn't reorder the way of the world.

This is all very easy for me to point out, because I am an early bird. I don't know how many proverbial worms I catch because of it, but it's not unusual for me to have my coffee before the birds even start the morning hunt.

My point isn't really about what time to wake up. Sleep as long as you can if that suits you. Have whatever Breakfast of Champions you like. I just think it's curious, this disguised wisdom identifying with the worm, and not the bird. I don't know about you, but I aspire to be higher on the food chain, even if the lazy worm does survive past lunch.

Today's Theme Thursday topic is breakfast. Bon appetit, early birds.