Happy In Bag

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Thanks For Playing

A friend recently treated each of his dining companions to a lottery ticket.  Most of my buddies immediately scratched their cards.  I knew better.  Sure enough, I was momentarily overcome with sadness and disappointment when I processed my ticket the next day.  I'm a horrendously sore loser.  The bitter sensation lasted less than five seconds, but it was enough to remind me of why I avoid gambling at all costs.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Kansas City Skinny, Part 7

So salty!  I was shocked by the taste of the McDonald's french fries I shoved into my mouth last Saturday night.  I'd last indulged in fast food over twenty pounds ago.  Abstaining from junk food and alcohol for over two months was a drag.  I'm still Kansas City skinny but at least I'm safely out of the supersize range.  The physical transition, while relatively slight, has humbled me.  People of size are my people.

Friday, December 07, 2012

Deer in Headlights

I've never hunted deer.  I've never even hit one while driving.  But thanks to the largess of acquaintances who kill deer for sport and provisions, I've come to enjoy the lean and gamey taste of venison.