Why does this life feel this way? There’s got to be some reasoning behind it. I wish I had a reason for any of it, most of it, whatever there is I’m supposed to think or do or say. One of those things needs to become aparent.
So we bought some Cookie Monster Ice Cream. It’s blue, like the Cookie Monster. Tastes like vanilla with chocolate chips in it. I don’t see the appeal of it though. I mean, if it just tastes like vanilla ice cream with chocolate chips, what’s the point of it? It’s good, don’t get me wrong, but it just feels like normal ice cream.
Might as well buy chocolate chip chookie dough and be done with it. Ya know? Of course you do! That’s how we roll at times. I mean come on now. If you’re going to paint ice cream blue and call it something it really isn’t … why? Just why?
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