Last week I was on vacation and I went into the Banana Republic factory outlet store down where my parents live. The goal was to get some new boxers. I searched the store, looking for the boxer display, but couldn’t find it. Finally, after picking out a couple of new shirts to wear, I noticed it up at the center of the store. I looked for the extra large boxers, I’ve bought other boxers but these were the ones that fit the best, and I noticed that it was the last size. What am I going to do if I get fatter? Is this discrimination? Banana Republic doesn’t like fat people? Also, on the flight down I went to latch my belt buckle and it almost didn’t fit. It seems that I’m on the verge of being very fat! Thing is, I know there are people that are fatter than me, lots of people. So is the world just discriminating against us fatties more than it used to? The only way I know how to fix this is try to lose weight, so that’s what I’m going to do. I’m not going to delve into it all here because I’m even bored of the talk.
Other than that my vacation in Florida was a blast. The weather was perfect. The beach more beautiful than I ever remember it being when I lived down there. I was also reunited with my golf cart, Zelda, oh how I miss her. That golf cart and I have many memories. We were in Mardi Gras parades together. She’s taken me home from the bar safely many times. She even took me home not to safely a few times, you’ll have to wait for the book for those stories. She’s been a search vehicle. I’ve gotten groceries with her, gone to concerts. I could write a book about just me and the golf cart!
I’m back in Massachusetts now. I hosted a stand up comedy night last night and am getting ready to go back to work this morning, if I can motivate. Hope you all are well. Here are a few pictures from last week!