I rant, I rave, I babble and go on about nonesense... All the while pointing out what really irks me.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Taco Stand
My dream is to run a taco stand on the beach someplace. I will have cook, his name will be Jose De La Sexy Face. He will wear banana leafs to reel in the ladies on vacation and lure them into our web of tacos and guacamole. I will use fresh ingredients that we just caught and have grown ourselves.
I will drink fun cocktails with small umbrellas and wear SPF 90. I will nap on hammocks and feel the cool salty air on my face and smile, beacause this is my LIFE.
Why a taco stand? Well, I love a taco and I LOVE salsa and I really, really, really want to wear flip flops on a daily basis. More importantly I really want to make my own hours. Because who eats tacos at 9am? No one. This means I can sleep in until whenever and work the lunch crowd, as Jose De La Sexy Face reels in the women. I can do bartending tricks with clients lemonade. I've seen this in my dream and it just makes sense. This is what it is about.
There just has to be a better way. I can't believe that this is what its all about. After all, if a soul dies in a cubicle, does anyone really notice????
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