Why did I think it was a good idea, at the age of 31, to drink a premixed bottle of strawberry quick? I can't even remember the last time I drank strawberry quick! It can't be anything less than 7 years! WHY?! WHY, DID I DO IT?! IT HURTS SO BAD! It's just not right. The body is saying, NO! Who was I to think that I could take down a solid 16 fluid ounces out of nowhere? No preparation, no training, no weaning myself up to 16 FL OZ. Oh my God, what are we feeding to our children?! I'm seriously going to puke in a few moments.
It's like when you go a good 6 months without a big mac and then think, "hey, a big mac would be a great idea!" A BIG MAC IS NEVER A GOOD IDEA!!! THEY HURT AFTERWARDS!... they hurt.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Melvin extended his hand into his travel bag and removed his funny-glasses. He wore these funny-glasses to play jokes on strangers by acting as characters other than himself. Sometimes he would play over the top characters, sometimes more subtle characters, sometimes without the funny-glasses, sometimes he'd wear a beret, sometimes no props at all (he called this free-balling it,) etc. The funny thing about Melvin is that he alone was in on the joke. He didn't have friends or family. He had himself and his characters. Today he felt like going over the top. He wanted to push the boundaries of unbelievable while still keeping it believable.