A Posh Life:: Betrayl

I have been completely betrayed by those yummy little squares of cinnamon sugar goodness I love oh so much.

While snacking on them, dry like it's popcorn, tonight during the ANTM season premiere I inadvertently inhaled quite a large amount of the aforementioned cinnamon sugar goodness. What followed, as you can imagine, was a prolonged stent of coughing, gasping, face reddening, tearing up and a general inability to breathe. Just like that episode of 30 Rock where Liz says she has a fear of choking while at home alone. Luckily I wasn't alone. And also it was lucky I wasn't really choking. I was faux choking if you will.

It was pure nonsense because honestly, who chokes when there is actually nothing literally blocking their air way . . . just coating it?

At least I didn't choke on my own spit though (right Michael)?

I always think of all these brilliant things to write on my blog while I'm out working. Of course, they all fly right out of my brain almost immediately after I think them. Have I talked about this before? If I have then obviously once again I forgot.

I had some pretty deep interesting thoughts today while eating granola, dismembered (i.e. crunched) knock off teddy grams and fudge covered graham crackers all mixed together in a baggie (to save plastic of course) like my own personal brand of trail mix. But you know, all I can remember now is how sad all the little teddy graham heads looked (I mean they were knock offs that only wish they were as cute and delicious as the real thing) peeking at me through the granola crumbles.

I do remember seeing a man on a horse by a major highway and a train track. I just missed taking a picture of him as the train passed by a few seconds.

This got me to wondering if this guy refuses to ride in cars. Which reminded me of an episode of Speed Racer (yeah I watched that show) I saw long ago. There was a man who hated cars and refused to use them. Hence the riding a horse everywhere. Have I perhaps witnessed the real live man in the purple suit today? Maybe.

The episode went a little something like this:

The first one kicks off with Speed getting in a bar fight with some tough customers, whereupon one of them proclaims, "You're a groovy fighter!" Speed and Trixie meet a girl who's into cars, but her father, an angry-looking man in a purple suit, hates cars. He rides a horse because he's convinced that all cars are nothing but potential weapons. Speed averts conflict by telling the man that he works at a factory, but the old fellow soon figures things out. "You're really a professional racer!" he spouts, "LIAAAAAAAAAR!!" He then proceeds to attack Speed with a horsewhip. Fortunately, everything is ironed out in the end, but not before the car hater engineers a rash of auto sabotages that results in some hilarious, incredible carnage (something else which Speed Racer is known for-- cars don't crash in this show. They crash, then burn, then explode.) synopsis courtesy of animejump.com