One mission

Insomnia sucks. There are no tow ways about it… insomnia just plain sucks.

I have absolutely no idea why I was not able to get to sleep last night, but that lack of idea did not keep me from not sleeping. The worst part of insomnia is the whole “not sleeping” thing. If I were able to sleep through insomnia, it would not be nearly as insufferable.

So other than forcing my eyes to stay open with toothpick and superglue, not much is going on.

I just got this comment from an anonymous user. I can only assume this user is, in fact the American people lifting up their voices in unison, calling for me to be their Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup Shake champion

At 11:21 AM, Anonymous said...

it is your god given responsibility to drive up and order one every time you see an Arby's. do you understand that it is your job to make sure Arby's understands that i, err, the country need this? You may not like it but you have been chosen and you are the destined child to lead the peanut butter shake to the masses. god save the queen.

As God is my witness, I will endevour to keep this chocolate peanut butter cup shake on the menu in every state, in every city, in every neighborhood, in every Arby’s. I will take up the chocolate peanut butter cup shake banner and demonstrate to the corporate fat cats at Arby’s that the Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup Shake should be available for all to consume greedily.

One score and 11 years ago, may parents brought forth on to this nation a child conceived during a canoeing trip and now is dedicated to the proposition that all shakes are not created equal.

Now we are engaged in a test market of a fast food company, determining whether this food type or any cuisine is palatable to the hungry masses and can endure in a free market economy. We are met on a massive test market area for delicious dessert beverages. We have come to dedicate a portion of our citizenry to their ultimate goal of justifying the continuance of one particular dessertine quaff. In a larger sense we the test marketers must represent the larger community, the American community in this endeavor. The brave preliminary consumers, in shape but getting fatter who struggle here for the Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup Shake are consecrating this shake with their own cellulite and high blood pressure. The nation will little note nor long remember what I say here, but it will never forget what we did.

It is rather for you the people outside of this test market, that we here are dedicated to the great task remaining before us – that from these few new food choices we take increased responsibility to the notion of that this choice, the Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup Shake, will not die in vain, that this nation shall have a new shake of goodness, and that this menu item shall be chosen of the people, by the people, for the people and hall not perish from the menu boards of this earth.

To recap:

Me tired
It really is one damn good shake