This is pretty much how I remember every flu shot.
Needles are my spiders. Or snakes. Or coconut crabs (actually, coconut crabs are my coconut crabs). Needles are the thing in life that I don’t like. Everyone has something. So when I spent a Monday afternoon alone in the corner of a Denny’s, shooting up in front of a plate of nachos, I was really proud of myself. Continue reading
I spent most of my 20s at Denny’s.
I lived the majority of my 20s like it was the bonus level of one of those arcade hunting games*. I never expected to make it that far, so rather than executing any kind of plan, I just randomly shot as many turkeys as I could. Whatever I could catch was—as the name implies—a bonus. Continue reading
I didn’t get any corporate interest from the last set of jingles, but I won’t let that stop me from trying again. If you like any of these (or any of the previous jingles), it’d be a great help if you could tweet/Facebook them at the companies in question. I know I will!
Here’s a song about Denny’s:
Here’s one about Smucker’s:
And here’s one about No Yolk Egg Noodles:
This is a video about how CF affects my digestive system, but I’m not going to bullshit you: I wouldn’t be displeased if this video somehow spun off into a sponsorship deal with Denny’s and/or KFC.