Someone needs to explain condiments to me. Ketchup, mustard, mayonnaise, pickles, and especially pepperoncinis. They’re all disgusting, they’re all unhealthy, and they all ruin the flavor of things. So why use them? Vote No on Condiments.
I ate at Jack in the Box today, because I have very few other options. There’s Starbucks, but the one here doesn’t have sandwiches and salads (to my knowledge). Mexican restaurants abound, but I’m a little hesitant to go to one and sit down by myself (I’m kind of against having food-service alone). And the Japanese place is too expensive for casual daily indulgence. But if anyone ever hears me say “I’m going to Jack in the Box” and it isn’t for a Chicken Fajita Pita or a salad, make me stop. I had a Sourdough Jack today .. and it had ketchup on it. What is that? Sourdough.. good. Bacon.. good. Tomato.. good. Jack cheese.. good. Burger.. well, it’s a necessary element of a burger, isn’t it? And then there was the ketchup. Salty, pungent, and ruinous… there’s tomato on the thing already, what’s the point of ketchup? Down with ketchup. It ruins so many good things (eggs with ketchup? seriously, now…)
I brought my Powerbook with me today, on the news from a tech that he could attach it to the wireless network here, but that was vetoed by his boss. Which is fine, I’d probably do the same in his shoes. Have you ever thought about how useless a computer is without internet access? (aside from a process control system or the like)
I started going to the gym last night, and it was good. I ran, and it was good. I did some weights, and they were good. I sat in the sauna, and it was good. I sat in the steam room.. and it was hard to breathe the superheated vapors. Now, the muscles around my elbows hurt, which means I’m heading in the right direction vis-a-vis my skinny chicken-arms. Fine, chickens don’t have arms, but you know what I mean. Thank Mike for that term. I also started reading again last night. I’m five chapters into A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway. I have literal stacks of classic books that I bought on sale and now I’m finally getting around to reading them.
But now it’s time for my apple, with all those wonderful neurotransmitters and sugars. I’ve heard an apple is better at keeping you awake and alert than the same volume of coffee. I must investigate this. Seems apples are better at everything… 
