You know it has not been a good week when the happiest moment of the work week is when you realize at 3 pm you never ate your fudgesicle from lunch. At approximately 2:59 pm MDT, Thursday, March 26th, while sitting at my desk, pondering the often asked question of myself, “Am I too old to still be sporting a belly ring?”, this week altering event hit me like a bug on my scooter headlight. “Did I eat my dessert at lunch?” I frowned, looked aimlessly to the ceiling, my head tilted ever so slightly and immediately thought the probabilty of me failing to consume a readily available dessert at its proper eating time holds a less than 1% chance in the world of Brook. However the chances of me eating a dessert and not even realizing I had finished it because I am too busy doing something meaningless, like checking Facebook or washing my turtles, happens no less then twice a week. It appalls me to count up how many hard working, good tasting desserts fell on my deaf tongue due to my total lack of appreciation and concentration. I am a buffoon.
I'm Sorry Buddy - It will NEVER happen again.
Well I stood up, briskly walked to the freezer, and opened the door. To my absolute delight, laying there in its non-descriptive white wrapper, was my precious fudgesicle. I gently grabbed the treat, stroked it lovingly, whispered sweet nothing into its chilly exterior: “Don’t worry little buddy, soon it will all be over.” Then I realized that my odd fondling and hot breath was melting it at a mind boggling pace. Quickly I unwrapped it, started to consume it, and headed back to my desk. Unfortunately for me (and the fudgesicle) I am a direct descendant of swine and it was 3/4 of the way finished by the time a reach my destination. This couldn’t have been more than a 10 – 15 second tops, distance. I’m pretty pathetic. Oh yeah, and I just typed 312 words discussing a me and a fudgesicle. Wow.
On a moderately more exciting note, this Monday is the bowling championships for the Monday Night Football league at the Back Bowl in Eagle. “Ohhhhh, how exciting” you may be saying sarcastically, but to you I say “What exciting thing do you have to look forward to on a Monday?” Nothing. That’s what I thought. Now, back to my bitchin’ story.
So this Monday, our team OP7 will be battling Elite Limo for the esteemed crown of bowling champion. Many have compared it to with the NCAA Men’s Basketball Championship, but I think that might be a slight strech. I think it is closer to winning the Super Bowl. Look for us to star in MasterCard commercial with Peyton Manning in the next few months. Or, if you see me or a teammate around town, drop us a Big Lebowski quote.
"I see you rolled your way into the semis. Dios mios man."
Let’s roll.
After I read this I was craving some fudge . . . and bought these . . . and they have no flavor. So I am back on my 20 grams of fat per serving Ben and Jerrys. Muffin-top is being taken to the next level!