New Thing Number Three

While there is a time and place for planned activities, and they are much enjoyed, there is something just wonderful about spontaneity.

Plans fell through again and so I made other plans, which I discarded, then I made other plans, which pretty much discarded themselves. So tonight my beloved Aubrey and I chatted about what new thing we wanted to do today, but the thing we settled on was an old favorite: playing with her adorable monster dogs and watching a show.

It's okay that we didn't keep to any plans. It's just fine that we didn't even make an effort to do something new. We did exactly what we wanted to do, and I can look forward to that just as much.

The more I think about what new things I want to try, the more I find myself craving familiar pleasures. I'm not saying that everyone should do the exact same thing every single day and never deviate from that lifestyle. Actually, I'm saying the opposite. Everyone should leave home and family for at least a few months so they can better appreciate what they have. The same goes for activities. Switch it up occasionally, so your daily comforts remain just that: comforts.

It's day three of my experiment and I feel so philosophical. Go me.

But don't you worry, loyal fans. Earlier in the day I tried something very new. Something I won't forget in a hurry.

New Thing Number Three: I tasted the most disgusting candy known to mankind.

THEN, I approached five strangers and offered it to them, telling them flat out that it was disgusting and they probably weren't going to like it. Four of them tried it anyway. Heh heh heh.

The candy I tried is bacon-flavored pop rocks, which I obtained from this fantastic site:
http://www.thinkgeek.com/product/17e0/?srp=7

I actually got them as a gag gift, but when they arrived in the mail today I couldn't resist. I had to know what they tasted like. Yeah, never doing that again.

But what an experience! That's me, living on the edge.

So I wandered around with this mostly full packet of pop rocks, looking for unsuspecting victims. They had no idea their lives were going to change so drastically today. But really, no one can resist bacon. Really. Except for the fifth guy: He wouldn't even consider trying the pop rocks from hell, but he said he would love to take the rest of the packet off my hands and enact some dastardly deeds on his oblivious roommates. Friends of this stranger guy, beware.