The Generator!!

My homemade curry is a bit disappointing tonight. And NO it's not cuz I'm eating it at 9:45 PM...
Anyways, I'm sitting here watching the Eastern Conference finals and the way Indiana is playing, I start thinking...

And then I was like, "Cool, I can make memes!"

So this is how my week went:

Well, now that I'm finishing up this meme business, the game really has swung in the Heat's favor. Point is moot. 

So here's one more just cause I had to throw it in there:

The Perks of Bachelorhood

I have been cooking a lot for myself. After tax season, it involved a lot of macaroni and broccoli, which started tasting progressively worse. Then I realized that an 8 dollar home made lasagna (the beef costs the most) lasts me half a week. So I decided I'm going to eat lasagna all the time. When I quoted those Conchords on my last Facebook about making a lasagna for one, I was being quite literal.

So here's to working towards six tons in my buns!!! Good luck recognizing me, family, next time you see me... through all the chins.

Reason for being a bachelor for life number 1: BACON 24/7!!

Dream Journal

This is all I can write about anymore that is in any way interesting. The edge of my life is dulled by monotonous hours of work and cartoon watching.

So the other day I had a dream that I was engaged to get married. Yup. Big knee slapper there. Anyways, I just had that feeling like, "Oh yeah, I finally did it!" and even though I didn't know who the lucky lady was (she could have actually been way more attractive than me, which would then make her unlucky?), I had that surreal feeling you might get when you win first prize in front of a huge crowd of adoring people and fans--and when I say huge crowd, I'm talking Marriot Center with standing room only.
The thing is, I was just walking around in the church building with a few of my acquaintances and feeling a little bit of stress on top of that elation. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew I had to be at some sort of welcoming party, like a reception but before the actual wedding. But even though I knew it was supposed to happen that night, I just kept meandering around and putting off getting ready for the whole shindig until I finally asked one of the oblivious acquaintances, "Hey, aren't I supposed to be at some sort of party tonight?"
He replied with something like, "Don't worry about that, man, it's too late anyways." Hmmph. So the stress was gone at least... but so was the elation.
Now, you may want to look more into this than you really should; see some kind of message for me or all the  stagnant bachelors in the church whathaveyou. Before you do that, let me give you one disclaimer:

 in this dream, I was actually Bilbo Baggins.

The First Saturday Night of the Month...

You know what the worst thing about watching TV is?
Seeing a KFC commercial after you've started your fast.