This scene is my truck. I’m barreling north on Randall Road and need to turn left at the next intersection. There’s a handful of cars that are also barreling south toward the intersection. Because everybody’s got to get to work.
The light is green for both sides. Timing will be close but the southbound traffic has the downhill advantage. I add a little acceleration to the equation. A little horsepower to even the odds.
The light turns yellow so I slow down and then stop at the red light.
I’m always grateful when the cosmos saves me from myself. 😊
That’s not a judgment call or me being hard on myself. It just is. I’m just another guy wandering around aimlessly doing my best…and sometimes doing my least.
Struggling to maintain that non-mistake-making state only makes my life harder. Letting that struggle go gave me so much more free time to enjoy life and the company of my fellow humans.
Well, I guess I never really expected myself to be perfect but I was pretty good at torturing myself when I did screw up. I wouldn’t let that shit go for whatever reason. Constantly feeling bad about myself is all bullshit, though. I make mistakes and then I feel bad about them for the appropriate amount of time and then I move on.
Letting ourselves be human brings our stress levels down. Our bodies will thank us. Our souls will thank us, too, and so will our peeps. People will love being with us when we’re not ruminating over something dumb that happened a week ago.
Okay, so that’s all fine and good. I’ve made peace with all that. Made peace with making mistakes.
But the thing is, if I’m intolerant of another person when they come up short, either every day or once in a blue moon, then I’m just an asshole.
Guys, if you haven’t had one of Blue Goose’s Key Lime Bombs then you’re missing out. Eating one of those is way better than the time Christie Brinkley kissed me on the cheek. Okay, that’s a lie. That never happened. But my 16 year old self wishes it would have.
Anyways, the moral of the story is that this dessert bomb will literally change your perception of the entire cosmos. Yeah, they will. It’s got a little whip cream swirl with lime zest, it’s got the key lime, it’s got the moist little cake for the foundation, and it’s got toasted coconut. Or maybe they’re nuts. It doesn’t matter. The whole damn thing is delicious. A culinary masterpiece if you will.
The entire affair is exquisite really. You’ll even feel like you’re having an affair and cheating on that chocolate lava cake that once warmed your heart. The Key Lime Bombs are big enough to share with your special someone, too. If you’re into that. If not, just eat one by yourself. I have.
One time I was driving down Riverside while holding a Key Lime Bomb in one hand and steering with the other, the whole while gorging myself. I had whip cream and key lime everywhere. I could barely see. I couldn’t help myself, guys. They’re that good. I couldn’t wait until I got home. Plus, I’d had a hard day at work and wasn’t sharing that time around.
Be quick, though. I rarely see these elusive little critters in Blue Goose’s display case. If they’re sold out, search your soul for some persistence and/or patience.
And be sure to vote Blue Goose as your favorite bakery while you’re there. This is not a game.
I started doing my podcast last August and this month I’ve had the most episode listens ever. Pretty exciting! The total includes people who have listened to an episode more than once because many people do.
There was a dip in Dec and Jan, too, because holidays and I didn’t post anything new.
I think I have around 160 subscribers but those are harder to count than you’d think. People switching podcast players, people moving in and out of cell networks, apps fetching the episodes for all their users. Regardless though, my podcast is growing.
Another fun stat for this month, people listening to the podcast now outweigh the people visiting my actual website. I never saw that happening. 😊