Raw
May 21, 2005
I. Sometimes I wonder that this can’t be good for me. As my addiction to Whole Foods grows (despite finding that some things there just suck, like organic peanut butter), I am eating a lot of sushi.
I’m eating a whole lot. I’m eating it three or four times a week. And while I’m certain to get burnt out on it eventually, I wonder whether the sodium intake is going to kill me before I stop eating it voluntarily. There’s got to be a limit as to how much rice, seaweed, shrimp, salmon, cream cheese, and ponzu sauce one man can eat.
II. I’m bored. It’s Preakness weekend, which is great because it gets people out of downtown, but since I don’t own a seersucker suit and don’t like mint juleps, I’ve got nothing to do.


Mint juleps? this isn’t kentucky. You’re in baltimore now. acclimate. We’ve got our own traditions. But between you, me and the internet, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about a horse race either.
Sushi is brain food. But be careful — if you eat too much of it, you might have the urge to buy a Saab.
Perhaps you should try the fried foods section of the menu?
Whole Food’s sushi is top notch, but don’t ever eat anything from the salad bar and check the expiration dates on things from the “to-go” deli case, trust me, I used to work there. Also, if you’re purchasing something that has what looks like a label stuck on top of another label, peel it back to see when the food actually expired.
Are you kidding? The Preakness is the best time of the year to get hammered in public and coax chicks even drunker than you to show you their boobies! What can be better than… oh wait. Never mind. Yeah, Preakness weekend sucks.
Thanks for the tip, Rachael… yikes. I am good about checking expiration dates, though. The label-on-a-label trick was something I learned about during my short tenure as a McDonalds worker, so I’m always on the lookout for that.
Despite what you may have heard, DaB, I’m still a big fan of public display of boobage.