I’m not a gun person.
We didn’t grow up hunting and no-one in the family owns a firearm. I’ve shot a gun exactly once, and that was in the Scottsdale, Arizona desert. I hit 3/5 targets and the instructor said that I had a pretty good shot.
Okay, so I’m not sure how to write about this one.
I hired a guy about six months ago for a position. He was in his early sixties and one of the nicest people I had ever met. His past career had been in education and he was a dean at a university prior to working with us. He would come in every day and sit at his desk working to build a business in real estate.
I have slowly turned into a guy who dumps water in garbage cans.
It started at work. I have an office with a little garbage can. Since I’m the only one that is ever in my office I have full control of what goes in the trash. I only toss paper in there. Even though I eat in my office my two turkey sandwiches for lunch are packaged in tupperware containers. I have a napkin that gets tossed each meal but most of the time it goes unused. I don’t even put any condiments on the sandwich. Just spinach, turkey, cheese and tomato. So, none of my foodstuffs end up on the napkin or in the garbage.
Thanks to everyone on Facebook and Twitter, my girlfriend was able to win tickets to the Attack of the Killer Tomatoes festival in Atlanta today.
Thirty-four of the city’s top chefs along and twelve mixologists were on hand. Each dish and drink was constructed with, you guessed it, tomatoes. This is Atlanta’s top foodie festival and thankfully next door to her condo building.
Let’s face it, chicken shawarma is one of the best things on the planet. Also, pretzel bread. Both chicken shawarma and pretzel bread taste like digestible heaven and yet…
You have to really hunt to find either.
There are a billion crappy Mexican restaurants, a McDonald’s down the street, and 37 Subways within city proper. Yet, to find a shop that will make you a deli sandwich with pretzel bread is impossible. Here’s how difficult it is to get pretzel bread. Even Auntie Anne’s doesn’t sell them and they’re the only pretzel game in down.
I'll never give this child another cigarette, pinky swears!
