No More Hospitals
I have a little gem in my limited trucker mouth vocabulary, which is reserved for special occasions. The word is “Fuck-O-Rama”.
My wife is really sick and has been hospitalized for days. We have a 3 week old daughter staying with Grandma and Grandpa. 70 miles away my close friend rests in the ICU. He will never walk again.
I spent the weekend ping-ponging between hospitals. It was like taking the Pepsi challenge only with fear, anxiety and really shitty breakfast bagels instead of sugar water. This my friends is a fuck-o-rama.
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Sucker for a pretty wrapper
Every now and again I buy something strictly because of the packaging. I usually have no interest in owning or consuming the product, but I feel the great branding and packaging must be acknowledged and rewarded. I just bought a bottle of Colorado Whiskey. I love Colorado, Whiskey and great branding. This single bottle represented all three. No regrets.
I don’t know why I put the Kettle chips in the photo, but they are delicious and provoke high 5’s, air hump gestures and heavy metal language.
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Welcome to hell
People. Crowds. Lines. I despise shopping for groceries. F Word.
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