Category: Random

S’mores Search

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S’mores Chips Ahoy Taste: 3/5        S’mores Authenticity: 3/5
S'mores cappuccino at Midway SA. Taste 3/5 S'mores Authenticity 4/5 (Graham flavor was present, unique for a drink)
S’mores cappuccino at Midway SA.
Taste: 3/5
S’mores Authenticity: 4/5 (Graham flavor was present, unique for a drink)
T-Rex Giant S'mores Cookies found in Capella on Thursdays Taste: 4/5 S'mores Authenticity: 2/5
T-Rex Giant S’mores Cookies found in Capella on Thursdays
Taste: 4/5
S’mores Authenticity: 2/5
Starbucks
Starbucks Taste: 4/5 S’mores Authenticity: 2/5

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My undying addiction to S’mores:

Of course, I love S’mores from a bonfire, but I’m not talking about just those succulent summer sweets. I’m talking about a weakness for S’mores anything.

I’m not kidding, when I’m driving by Culver’s, and the flavor of the day is S’mores, I always stop in to buy some. I buy pretty much anything S’mores.

So when I was in Cub and  saw these on the endcap, I had to buy it:

Smores oreos
S’mores Oreo’s Taste: 4/5 S’mores Authenticity: 4/5

Winning Randomly

I love smiles.

I love being random.

I went for a run, and during my cool down, there were a couple young ladies, about my age, taking groceries out of their car across the street.

I overheard one of them say, “Put your hands on your hips.” I have no idea about what they were talking.

So, naturally, without even looking at them, I sang, “You put your hand upon your hip,
when I dip you dip we dip.”

I heard them ask “What?” obviously confused because that’s just not expected.

I just explained that it’s a song from the 90’s…..

They were just giggling and laughing because they thought it was just hilarious and silly.

From experience, I can be randomly silly or even be randomly nice, but if I’m with someone or if others are observing, they won’t laugh. You need to have a mature demeanor, be cool, and not expect or even want to talk to them. Otherwise it’d be creepy.

By creating smiles that wouldn’t be there otherwise, I believe I’m putting positivity in the world that otherwise wouldn’t be there.

Drinking Like a Champ as a Lightweight

Anyone who has ever known me, even for a minute, knows on a totally sissy-footed lightweight. Lately, I’ve been doing well drinking with some people I think as, well, able to handle their liquor.

I went out last night with a friend. While I’m sure he was not sotally tober upon my arrival, we had a couple beers at a bar.

We were eating food, because I just like food more than liquor. I was outpacing him.

Today I got the text, “Man, I must’ve been roofied last night because I can’t remember a thing!”

I just told him, “Getting old will do that.”

I mean, a couple people know that for about a week, I’ve been drinking a bit more. It’s not much, but my booze-ridden D Days tolerance comescomes back with 5 consecutive nights of relaxation, apparently.

Really, I’m fairly sure I’m just good at drinking. I have food. I’m terrible at pacing myself, but that doesn’t matter. I know when to stop.

So tonight I was drinking some quality Charles Shaw with a friend. Unfortunately, my friend got too sleepy to make it to the wings that were delivered (side note, Pizza Hut has nearly-adequate wings).

As a result, my friend will have a hangover, and I’m just here feasting on wings and wine.

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And yes, I’ll probably go to SA to get my friend a Powerade. I’m kick as like that and take care of my friends.