pizza

Guy driving a new BMW with one of those light-up pizza delivery signs on it.

It was pushed way back so it wouldn’t block the (open) sunroof.

I guess delivering pizza pays better than it used to…

Well, I saw my doctor this week, and I’m sure y’all have been on pins and needles wondering what she said. About my blood pressure.

(recap - somebody took my blood pressure a short while back, and it was between “balloon” and “grab the umbrella - this guys gonna blow!” So, I thought it prudent to have it checked by an actual doctor).

As it turns out, the actual doctor didn’t want to take my blood pressure, a machine did it because they can charge more on insurance and it’s more accurate. The doctor did “interpret the results” which means she said “hey, this looks great!”

Yeah, I was in a panic that my blood pressure was stratospheric and then it comes back as “great” or so, with the footnote of “for an over-forty guy that’s a hundred pounds overweight.”

But we talked about it (”Talk to your doctor” the drug addicts ads always say) and she said the best way to keep my blood pressure under control was: lots of sex. And not just normal sex, but white-hot monkey lovin’, on a regular basis, in as many places and positions as possible.

Not really, she said to eat veggies and not pizza and lose some more weight dammit, but I like my idea better. Don’t you?

still sleepy, but better

Originally uploaded by silly old bear.

I like this photo. In fact, I wanted to see it on my blog today. I think I will.

So we go out to eat at gattitown (and not this one but ours apparently doesn’t have a web site) and my overwhelming reaction was “WTF?”

Is it right to have to stand around and wait for them to put pizza out at an all-you-can-eat buffet?

Is it good that when they had pizza out, it had jalapenos or spinach or mushrooms on it (things to surely thrill the Under Seven set)?

Oh well, the kids had a blast, that’s all that matters.

Before anybody asks why my kids are dinign on pizza and jello, notice the 0.2% body fat on the boys. They need calories, of any kind, since they burn them constantly.

This was during Sponge Bob, naturally, but I think they liked Fairly Odd Parents better. We barely caught the end of Jimmy Neutron as we arrived.

I’m probably going to hell for letting them watch TV while eating pizza on a school night, but it was for a good cause. We’re trying to raise money for playground equipment (since the State of Texas won’t fund school playgrounds. They aren’t important, you know)