What’s the word Internet!
It’s been a busy few days and, seeing as I’m the only one who reads this
piece, I took a week or so off to be awesome and gather some fun times to
share. First, let’s touch on the diet
that I’ve been so emphatic on keeping publicly available. I am now 4 lbs lighter than when I started (which
in reality isn’t that much based on my weight), but, it’s not 4 lbs
heavier! My activity level has been
diminished due to the release of Madden13 which is mind-bendingly addicting as
well as my need to appreciate these last fleeting days of sunshine. That being said, I’m back in the saddle and
ready to laugh.
So, per usual, I’m half a decade behind the times and just
started using Twitter and it turns out that there’s already a Daris Smith in
this world that isn’t me and already knows about Twitter. So, thanks to that guy’s parents for crushing
my dreams of being @DarisSmith so I’m stuck with @SmithDaris, which, frankly I think
partitions me into the more tame end of the nominative spectrum. But, seeing as it takes a bunch of time to
get on here and blurt out a bunch of nonsense, I figured I’d give the whole, “140
characters or less” thing a try and see if I can be more succinct in my clouded
cerebral wanderings. Silver lining, the
other Daris’ Twitter updates are disreputably un-entertaining, making it fairly
easy to distinguish us apart. So there’s
that.
Also, I’ve gotten into making iced tea and let’s just
say that, other than my keen sense of smell and the ability to sleep through
car alarms, my strongest talent may lie in the art of brewing tea. The secret is to have no idea what you’re
doing but to confidently stick to drinking every brewed drop with a smile on
your face. It sells the whole
thing. Now, have I made some sickeningly
horrific tea concoctions? Yes. Have I thrown any away, thereby admitting defeat
in my prowess for tea brewing? Hells
no. Let me tell you, I’ve drank some
gnarly teas these last couple of weeks but I’ve also brewed some stuff you could
bottle and sell to Lipton at a little over cost. That’s the dream. Lol.
On a tea-making note, never try and brew any kind of cinnamon tea. It comes out tasting like what I imagine Jabba
the Hutt’s back sweat would taste like.
Doodle from joshealey |
Check me out on Twitter @SmithDaris for the daily observations
and mindless jabberwocky.
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