Go take a flying leap

Someone told me a long time ago when I was stressing about what I should do “with the rest of my life”, that “You just have to find something to give a shit about”. Makes perfect sense actually. If you give a shit about something-you will most likely do it well or be good at it. 

If you are having one of those days (ugh, yes I can totally relate), ask yourself; What do I really give a shit about? And then beg, borrow and steal until you can figure out a way to make money at it.
I am currently attempting this because I know first hand trying to convince yourself to do something you don’t really want to do, or hating your job pretty much blows. On the flip side- it pretty much rocks when you decide to do what you truly love. 
Rock it out people. There’s no time like the present.
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No raw sugar!?

Bfast this morning at Penny Cluse in Burlington, VT was good. A scrambled egg and white cheddar cheese sandwich on crispy and buttery sourdough is what I opted for. The rest of our table was filled with corn muffins, biscuits, chunky home fries, and huevos rancheros. YUM. 
This place is usually always packed, but being a Monday morning with the temperature at 1 degree (Brrrr…) left a few seats empty and ready to welcome us, along with a group of friendly and smiley hippie waitresses. The floors were wet and muddy from snow, and that fantastic chill, Vermonter relaxed mood made me happy. Too bad it is so effin cold there in the winter I could never hack it for more than a visit.  
At least I have this perfect spot to warm and fill me up when I’m there! Now if they could just stock some raw sugar for my coffee…

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And then the eggs came…

(Yes- a lot of the titles I write will be my own randomness, or inside jokes you may not get. Just roll with it, they are funny-trust me.)

So I returned home from a wedding and tour around India about a week ago. 

Wow.
I am sure I will have plenty more stories and images to share from this trip, but I wanted to start with this one for a laugh. It is a camel approaching a toll booth, on a highway next to our bus, along with cars, bikes, scooters, rickshaws with a guy (see the dangling legs?) riding along.
 
Yes. Really. Oh- and there is SO much more…
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The Pizza Nazi

You’ve been here, you just don’t remember because you had too many car-bombs. Downtown Richmond, cash only, NY style pizza?…It’s the pizza joint at 18th and Main. 

If you ever been here sober, you might find it offensive and never step foot inside again. I find it entertaining whether I am drunk or sober and choose ignore the filth. 

Plan on having your money ready and don’t ask any questions. Pay, eat and get the hell out. That’s the style and it’s great. Time is money for these guys and when a hundred drunks are in line-they aren’t screwing around with any chit-chat.
Here’s a sign they have up. Check your attitude at the door, or your pie could get pricey.
You tell me where else at 2am you can buy a lighter, a condom, a hot slice of pizza, fight a crowd to get pissy service and possibly get puked on-all within 30 seconds. 
It’s charming really.
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