Beach time
Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!
Along with coffee Sunday is the day where I have my ritual bagel with massive amounts of cream cheese. I have no guilt when it comes to indulging carbs with dairy. Whoever enjoys a plain bagel is just insane, completely missing out, and should just be shunned. Yet, something tells this is going to change 30 years from now when eating dairy is equivalent to eating a bag of nails.
Might as well use the fast metabolism and tolerance while I have it, right?
Till then it’s about devouring all the dairy products I can consume.
What I recommend you should do on a Sunday is gather a pack of hot dogs (kosher or vegan), some firewood and drive to your local beach. There is nothing better to watch a sunset with hot firewood popping in the background and playing a horrible, horrible game of frisbee.
The tossing in this game made me want Barry Zito as a teammate instead..
Edit:
On another note Will’s Smith’s child cut me in line yesterday at Six Flag’s Theme Park. I wouldn’t of minded an excuse me at the very least, since you know I waited 45 minutes for my turn. What I found amusing is him having a personal guard to hold his shoes..
Let’s see how his remake of ‘The Next Karate Kid’ pans out.
