Four days to go, or should I say four years to go... It will be like a walk up the side of a mountain in Nepal, barefoot, in the snow, with no Sherpa...carrying enough food to feed the rest of the monastery. And pulling a dead horse. But it will be worth it. Food intake … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – 4 Days Left
I know the title says 14 is half of 30, but I might can prove it with Common Core Math. I am 14 days in with 16 to go to reach ultimate Zen, or the plain of enlightenment, where I will most likely get steamrolled by Chris Farley coming in hot. I felt a bit … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Day 21 Change Day 14 is Half of 30 Right?
I crave some stuff. Full flavored Coca-Cola, especially from McDonald's. Pizza, especially from Papa Johns. I also know the cravings will get much worse before they get better if they ever do. I remember wanting Taco Bell mild sauce while I was in Iraq. I craved it. These cravings are much like those were more … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen – Day 17 Change Day 10
Side note, my sleeping seems to be getting a bit better. I didn't take a sleeping pill the past two nights, and fell asleep and slept through the night. That hasn't happened for a very long time.
I supplemented my breakfast with beef jerky to tide me over until lunch, where I murdered yet another defenseless chicken, this time dipped in lemon heaven.
Coke Zero is now the drink of choice until I can wean myself off completely, as Diet Coke tastes like a homeless man's crotch in early August.
T-minus 2 days and I don't know if it's the standard daily depression or being depressed for knowing I will not be able to call away for a pizza in three days. Either way, it sucks. Breakfast - normal daily operating procedures with the Swiss Cake Rolls and Monster. White labeled sugar-free is the preferred … Continue reading 37 Days to Zen, 2 Days until Jesus Comes Back
T-minus 4 days. Four days until I wave a tearful goodbye to Taco Bell for a while. Wendy's Baconator. McDonald's McMuffins. Hell, I am choking up a little as I type this out. Well, the choking might be Swiss Cake Roll induced, as four of those little brown devils is what I had for breakfast. … Continue reading 37 Days to an Asylum – Which Might be Zen
No animals were harmed during this experiment, except for the cat I kicked after opening that Monster cap on day six. He is fine now, and it was an accident. Oh, and that thing that was moving in the Rockstar, that got thrown out in the ditch behind the house.
After seeing the telethon from the inside, it's apparent that those companies are in it for the exposure and money, not for those impacted by the trillions of gallons of water dumped on South Louisiana in a matter of hours, or the hurricane-ravaged region of the East Coast, or the burned remains of parts of California. Ratings and advertising revenue for the networks and incoming capital for the largest relief organization on the planet who may or may not spend the money where it needs to be spent. Based on the last time they “helped”, I lean towards may not.