I’m the first person to admit I have a massively addictive personality, my chosen monkeys are caffiene [preferably cold] and chocolate [in any form I can get it] and with my two personal vices I could pretty much exist, yes you’ve heard it here first.. I could EXIST on nothing but diet coke and Hershey’s Chocolate bars [cause this boy doesn’t care for the nuts or nougats of fancy candy]. Careful readers may have noticed the past tense in that statement, sadly nowdays although the spirit is willing the physical implications of a carbonated wonka existence just isn’t wise [flash forward to my doctor pointing to 15 undigested tootsie roll midgies lodged in my trachea, and a pound of a half of burn brownie edges clogging my arterial wall…ewww don’t flash to that..that’s gross].
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So the local police here in suburbia have no sense of humor, zero, zilch, nada. It’s about 3 a.m. and I find myself at Wawa, desperately in need of caffiene, I sweep in, hit the ATM, grab 2 one liter Diet Cokes and 2 SFRBs and a pantone 388 apple [that’s bright green, if your swatch book isn’t handy]. Just as I was grabbing the apple, ‘I feel good’ by James Brown started playing over the Wawa sound system, now it’s 3 a.m. 90% of the world may be tired, but I just woke up, so I couldn’t help myself, I began to dance, Read More »
Weeee… the new dryer is here, It’s quite a bit fancier than it’s predecessor, it has dials and meters, and this one has a moisture detector, which I assume [hope] makes it burst into flames less. Although I’m not happy that the new dryer cost 500 times more than a length of rope and use of the sun, I am happy that I won’t have to hang my underwear in the street anymore [because to be honest — no one needs to see that] After the delivery guys left..I couldn’t help myself.. I sat on the new dryer, switched it on…it got nice and warm..mmm, and the cats all joined me, we played “Captain Saul and the crew on the H.M.S. Bounty [get it?]” braving the dangerous seas of the Caribbean in search of untold riches… after about 45 minutes, it got boring. The cats convinced me the ‘Bounty’ was actually a submarine, and that the real fun was in diving to the depths of the ocean floor, sadly they said..it was a one person sub, and they could not join me, although the did express a desire for postcards.
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Three weeks ago, at the local Wawa, I discovered that the folks who make Red-Bull, released a sugar-free version. Now I’ve never been a huge Red-Bull fan, but sugar-free Red-Bull sounded like the ‘sirens song’ to me.. so I bought a can.
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