Soooo.... I have no idea how to do this "bloggy" thing, but I just wanted to try it out because for some random reason I've had this itch to make one. Maybe I just have some creative energy that I need to put somewhere, and a blog didn't seem like a very bad idea...? Or something like that.
Anyway.
They title of this post is exactly what's on my mind right now. Not very deep, is it?
However, I guess you could make it kinda deep if I told you that food now makes me think of clowns. Wanna know why? Well, this past semester I took a "Topics of Comedic Theatre" class - our nickname for it was the "clowning" class, because that's all we did! As the semester progressed, each member of the class developed their own clown personality with quirks, habits, style, and everything - similar to how we all just normally develop, I guess - and at the end of the semester we had a Final Clown Performance! It was revealed that night that my inner clown just constantly shoves comida down the pie-hole... and everything else I can get my hands on. Here's just a few items that were involved:
cheesecake
cheese balls (a whole TUB of them, you know, the giant size that you can buy at Walmart for $7)
rolls
whipped cream (with the cheese balls)
bacon
cotton candy
paper
broken piano keys (I did not swallow them though!)
doughnuts, a whole boxful
water from a water gun
giant Easter chocolate bunny
...and more!
I can't remember everything (it all started tasting the same to me) but if you really want to see it then you can ask my friend Richard for a copy of the performance - he films everything at SVU.
Well, that's all I feel like writing for now - I'm gonna go find a snack.
