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My Fresh Squeezin's (Blogger)

Ahh, the freshly squozen thoughts of Dalum. I try to post as often as I can, but sometimes life is just too busy to get stuff out in a reasonable amount of time. Please enjoy my random thoughts and drop me a line if you like. 

Wednesday, August 13, 2003

8/13/2003 10:46:00 PM -

YES VIRGINIA, IT DOES TASTE LIKE CRAP - So I was out and about on lunch today and thought it would be a good idea to stop at the gas station to buy a pack of smokes. When I walk in I see this happy display of a new Pepsi flavor... Pepsi Vanilla! (Please note that the exclimation point is way overrated for what it is.) I grab one and proceed to the counter. The lady rings up the transaction and gives me total. I whip out my checkbook and ask who I make it out to and the lady gives me this wierd look. I ask her again and asks me what my name is. I tell her and asks me if I'm on the list. (The list, what friggin list?!!?! Did I say the magic words for entrance into their underground club? Maybe it was like that Patrick Dempsey movie, Loverboy, and they want extra anchovies?) So anyway, I ask her what the hell she is talking about and how one gets on this coveted list. She gives me a wierd look and says that I can't wite one there. Now that's odd... I have before. So I give some patented sarcasm and leave. I start to head down the road to my favorite sandwiche shop and write a check there for the same merchandise. What blows about the situation is that my Pepsi Crap went up from $.79 to $1.09. If I just came from a week of forced survival in the desert and the only thing that was available when I get out was this swill, I'd be glad to take a tall glass of sand filled with a wonderful mix of baby scorpions. It's that wonderful.

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