The magic diet

Anyone ever get one of those cravings that cannot be quenched? I had one this weekend. Normally, my cravings are limited to gambling and bloodshed. However, starting Friday night, I was faced with an insatiable desire for tuna fish. Thus began my four trips to Subway this weekend.

I don't know whether I was missing some magic mineral best found in this ocean-dwelling creature, or if God was instructing me to kill the tuna at the fastest rate possible in order to prevent the apocalypse. At this rate, both are equally likely. But how, you may ask, did I go to subway so many times in such a short time span without drawing ridicule from the Subway employees? Simple, in a town without a one-day dry cleaner, "sit-down" restaurant, or cell-phone tower, we have THREE SUBWAYS. So it was easy.

So yeah, that was my weekend. 2008 is progressing nicely...