Native Foods

I eat at the pictured resturant, Native Foods, like, all of the time. I'm actually waiting for my food to be made from soy beans into dinner as I blog. Mid-blog, if you will. And, you will. Really, though, you will will! This is my blog, except for the comments section. That section isn't my blog. It's my comments section.

I am the boss of this web sub-domain! Yes everything you see here is mine. Except for the browser, the layout, and the strip at the top. Two thirds of those things are BlogSpot.Com's. The other third is your browser's, which means it is Firefox's. When I was a kid I had a plush fox named Firefox*.

So, in summary, I eat at a place called Native Foods, and I enjoy it. Brought to you by BlogSpot.Com.

*I still have it. I just didn't say anything as to look cool. Did my ruse fool you? (P.S.: Of course it didn't. Worst ruse ever.)

On Love

This is a picture of me. I am putting the moves on Baylee, my girlfriend, by eating the sandwich pictured with enormous grace. I have been with her for like, 2 years. That's a lot, for my age. I'm going on twenty. Twenty! That's ten percent of my life! That's like, if I was thirty, we would be going steady for three years.

I guess that isn't that impressive.

But, if we are still together ten years from now, it'd be like we've been dating for a third of our life, which is two thirds between the two of us. And imagine what that would be like when we're eighty? Eighty and eighty is one-sixty, and two thirds of that is one-hundred six years, seven months, and six days!! I have been dating this girl since I was negative eighty-seven years old! Talk about commitment!

I am eating a vegan sandwich. I have been doing this for a few years. Not a little more than a century.