Man, for us Northern Hemisphere people, it sure has gotten cold. Okay, fine, I'm just assuming that everyone in the Northern Hemisphere is in the temperate zone, which is an example of a really bad assumption. You people in Venezuela, you're excluded from this cold temperature. I don't know whether or not to be jealous or not care. I'm very indecisive about this.
You know what I'm not indecisive about? How much a tetanus shot makes your arm sore. I don't have tetanus, but I like to be safe because recently I had an incident where the disease transmitted were questionable. Translation: The dog that bit me wasn't up to date on any of his shots. Also: Its name was Black Killer. That strikes fear into your hearts doesn't it?
My arm is okay, so far. I recently discovered its soreness when I was playing basketball and I was trying to do some awesome fade-away shots from the three point line when my arm all of a sudden started feeling like jelly, which reminds me, I haven't had Jell-O in a long time. You know what I haven't had in a long time? Saltines.
One thing you may not know about me is that I love Saltines. (By the way, if they are not made by the company Saltine, the are known as Saltine Crackers). Lets put it this way, if I didn't exercise every day, I would be fat due to eating so much saltines. Today alone, I just went through two whole freaking sleeves of Saltines without knowing I had eaten that much. Picture me, in a chair, watching a random sporting event (I think it was cricket, but I don't want to be specific. This could totally apply to golf, football, basketball, tennis, gymnastics, etc.) and I am just eating Saltine after Saltine, savoring their salty and tasty taste. The sleeves for Saltines don't make it any easier. They are so slippery that Saltines practically fall into my hand, and I don't want to have to go through the trouble of putting the Saltines back so I might as well eat them.
Why do they call them sleeves? I is because a long line of crackers is like and arm and they just fit through that plastic sheet. I guess that makes sense. If anyone (or is it any one? No one really makes that distinction) has anything to say about that naming process, let me know. I have trouble sometimes with the plastic sleeves. I know I have to rip it a certain amount to get the next cracker in the sleeve, but I don't want to rip the sleeve too much so that crackers or cookies start falling out because they are unprotected by the plastic sleeve. I don't know how to stop this calamity because all it does is make me want to eat the overflowing crackers.
You know what was a calamity? That cobra escaping from the Bronx Zoo. I read some of his Twitter tweets. That was some good stuff.
You know what's good stuff? Campbell's Soup. There is tomato soup, chicken noodle soup, and so much more. The choices are overwhelming. I hear cans are good for storing. They really can help you stock food for a nuclear crisis or if you are holed in your house during a very col and snowy winter.
Well we have come full circle in this post. Did you notice? We went from Winter to Decisions to Tetanus to Jell-O to Saltines to Sleeves to Calamities to Cobras to Soup. You could say that I was challenged by a friend to make a connection from Winter to Soup, but that would be false. I do tend to accept challenges a lot. Someone could be randomly saying, "You can't eat a whole sleeve of Saltines without knowing it," and I will be all like, "Challenge Accepted!" It is a great way to show off how daring you are. This is it until next year. See you later.
The Daumenator has spoken

























