December 28, 2004
new year, resolute
I’ve never really made any new year’s resolutions before. partly because I always thought they were lame, but also because no one ever follows through with the resolutions that actually sound interesting or meaningful. like a new bag of chips, they’re full of empty promise – a whole lot of air and not much substance.
well, this year, I intend to change things. here are my resolutions for 2005:
- gain 300 pounds to be bigger than that useless jared from subway ever was. I’ll need the pants, because…
- lose 325 pounds and become the new subway spokesperson – keeping jared from ever making more commercials.
- take up smoking, and give it up the next day… just so I can say sigh dramatically and say “no thanks, I’ve quit” like it was a struggle, when offered a cigarette.
- everyone knows pop rocks and carbonated drinks will make your stomach explode. it’s a scientifically proven fact. so I intend to gradually train my stomach to absorb said gases and become the world’s most buoyant man, occasionally floating down from my throne in the sky to visit cities on a goodwill tour. a sort of sky ambassador, if you will.
- go 88 mph and not travel back in time.
- find out once and for all who put the bop in the “bop shoo bop shoo bop”. who was that man? (note: it was not cyndi lauper).
- whittle a tree stump into an impressive carving of a bear… but not one so large as to offend or upstage tsb.
- find some pants with a zippered side pocket, to hold tater tots.
- learn to make a baked alaska, since no one seems to know what the hell it is.
- follow through with my threat to ruin the girl scouts with my secret weapon – th1n m1ntz.
- build a time machine to new year’s day, 2006, to find out if any of these resolutions actually happened (obviously, it can’t be a delorean, since that would break resolution #5).