Fasssssssssssst Foooooooooooood!

I am a full blooded American and would feel a certain disloyalty to my country if I denied allegiance to the fast-food industry; simply said, I love all fast food, Yes, there have been studies that fast food fed to monkeys, causes them to gain weight due to the trans-fat commonly found in fast food, but I do not McCare, monkeys should be eating bananas not hamburgers. I even heard or read somewhere that some people are suing certain fast-food restaurants such as McDonalds and Wendy’s, for making them fat, again I do not McCare, anything eaten in careless abandon is going to promote a few extra pounds. Fast-food restaurants provide quick service, good prices and delicious food, fast-food restaurants are a fixture in American culture, they give us the “Happy Meal” with a surprise toy and provide us with drumsticks that are finger-licking-good and fast-food comes in different flavors and textures, thick or thin crust. Who can resist the smiling face of a red-haired clown or the cute accent of a chihuahua or the handsome face of the Kernel that share our home through our wide screen televisions, day after day, luring us out of our “couch potato coma” to run out and purchase our daily intake. Critics say that the fast-food industry has caused ill effects on American life; I say that allegation is McCrazy, how can any meal claiming to be happy, cause ill effects? Fast-food restaurants are a Suburbia legend strategically placing themselves in busy places such as, highways, malls and other convenient easy access areas. Another plus to eating fast food; you can do it in the comfort of your cozy pink flying-pig pajamas, because with fast-food comes the comfort of the, drive-through service,and eventually you even manage to learn to love the math illiterate employees with their greasy skin and bad acne and after a few drive-thrus you learn to decipher the bad cutting out words on the microphone while you place your order;it actually becomes a second language. Fast-food restaurants offer the busy consumer a quick meal on their way home from work, school, or the gym they offer to sate your appetite on the way to the opera or on the way to pick up the dog from the groomers. The variety of fast-food available is only limited by your imagination your appetite and how much time you have, to eat. I love fast-food and all that it has to offer, excuse me, “yes, I would like a hamburger with pickles and mayo, hold the lettuce, a large fry and a strawberry malt.” Not that what you order matters since getting what you order is not always an option, but isn't that what Americans thrive on, the element of surprise? Ahh, but that will not deter me from eating at my favorite fast-food restaurants, no siree.

talk while having sex...........shhhhhhhhhh!

And I do not mean, pillow talk...So I was at a local bar having a glass of wine and reading the paper, there were three men sitting at the bar as well, sharing a pitcher of beer, their conversation had to do with women that talk while having sex, I couldn't help but listen. So I thought hmmmm! I guess it really depends on what the conversation is about, right? I think that for the most part talking while having sex is pretty limited probably instructional, such as: put it here, kiss this, don't do that!
I think it is safe to say that it at times is a reaction to what you might be feeling at that particular moment, am I right, such as when you scream out "oh god" or his/her name if you remember it, and here is where it can get dicey, this comes from experience, if you are not sure about his/her name, stick to some simple term of endearment otherwise if you say the wrong name, I gurantee you the conversation can get ugly; some people are so sensitive! Otherwise what else are you saying while having sex, I would like to think that you are not discussing the news of the day, or what happened at work, or even the latest fashion, I mean at least for me, I really am not in a position to think, much less utter any words that make sense, besides some positions are not conducive to talking, if you know what I mean! What was the beef with these guys, you ask?, they were talking about how distracting it was, I didn't say it, but what I wanted to say to all of them is this, look at it as a great conversation piece!...................

This picture was taken at the Tuna Classics in Ilwaco Washington, all the boats were racing in to get in on time....a grate scene!

a mermaids tail............

Is that what this is? hmmmmm? if it is it certainly is not very colorful. I expect a mermaids tail to be sort of like a pea cock's tail, beautiful and colorful...I believe this is a tuna fish's posterior, no, I am sure it is because I took this picture at the Tuna Classics in Ilwaco Washington. I had fun because I always have fun when I am around boats, this is why I believe that I was once a mermaid, I have an affinity to boats and the ocean!

My sign is a crab, so I probably am more closer to having been a crab than a mermaid, I have sudden outbursts of crabby behavior much to my and everyone around me, dismay. Today is a little bit of a crabby day, I posted my homework, which my the way, was very confusing. I still have not taken my final test to finish my class, it is almost as if once I finish, I will feel so empty......tsk! tsk!

I am feeling tunalicious, so I am going for a walk all the way to the Ships, OMG, I can never remember this bar's name, oh yea, the shipyard! I feel like a glass of wine and maybe a salad!

I wonder what being cooped up in your attic in front of the computer for hours on end, does to your personality? It has to have some deleterious effect.....