Today I got meals number 2 and 3 out of my lunch at Vuelve a la Vida; except I succumbed to the siren song of my dark master Frosted Mini Wheats to follow up for dessert for dinner. I was so hungry for them.
Are Frosted Mini Wheats frosted not just with crunchy sweetness, but also a special CIA-lab approved drug?
I'm rethinking conspiracy theories since discovering the following: A white scientist working in central Africa on polio vaccinations who messed around with chimpanzees that carried SIV might have created the HIV virus. The NY Times killed a science article featuring a senior gov't scientist whose whole job is interpreting photos that asserted Bush probably was working with a wire in the first presidential debate (still didn't help!). One more thing? And Jeff Gannon, right-wing alleged journalist whom is a comfortable questioner in the White House press pool who probably leaked Valerie Plame's name to Bob Novak, "Douchebag of Liberty," (again, I'm not usually one for conspiracy theories but I'm making an exception here in light of the information that follows) is not only really named Jim Dale Guckert, he owns scads of domain names, some like conservativeguy.com, others like hotmilitarystuds.com.
If things get much worse, I might reconsider my stances on the relative guilts of Michael Jackson and Bill Cosby. Currently I'm pretty convinced that once you strip away the fancy trappings, Jacko is a typical predator with all the signs of any serial child rapist. As for Cosby, I'm taken aback, but sometimes it's the guys who act totally stable and decent that can't stop looking at your bazooms while you're trying to talk to them. Or make a lame, inappropriate pass. Creepy. And right before I turn in, at that!
But FMW, yeah, there's something going on there. Other cereals just don't make me feel the same way.
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