Thought #1
Today was Ash Wednesday, as those of you who ventured outside may have figured out. I kept reminding myself of this over the weekend because last year, I was freaked out when I was walking around one morning downtown and everyone had this black shit on their forehead. I was worried that there was a huge fire somewhere that I missed out on taking time to gawk at. Anyways, to avoid my confusion again this year, I was thinking all weekend, "Cooly, dude, Ash Wednesday is on Wednesday. Be prepared. Plus, Mardi Gras is on Tuesday. Baller. But you won't get to celebrate because you have to wake up for a job in the morning. Shitty."
Anyways, I fucking forgot about Ash Wednesday today. However, since I now take the less-crowded and (apparently) less-religious Brown Line to work, I didn't see anyone with ashes on their forehead until I was walking to lunch. By this time in the day, I was awake enough that I was able to make a reaction when I saw someone with black shit on their forehead. I'm guessing that the reaction on my face was not unlike the usual face of Sloth from Goonies. Needless to say, the other person thought I was a Wiccan or something. Shit. Next year, I need to definitely remember Ash Wednesday.
Thought #2
Do you know what the most annoying part of Lent every year is? No, it's not my mother constantly asking me if I am attending church services. It is in fact the massive amount of commercials for fried fish sandwiches that are currently running on television.
I know that I don't like fish sandwiches from fast food joints because they make me feel queasy. But the problem with these commercials is that they make them look so delicious. I have never seen such a tempting Filet-o-Fish as the one pictured on my HD television during the Bulls timeout. The cheese is perfectly melting, the fish fillet itself is perfectly golden and crisp. Mmm, delicious. However, they always come out like and taste like absolute shit. These commercials are really getting on my nerves. And I have like six more weeks of putting up with them (six weeks is correct, right? I haven't been in Catechism class in a while). Fucking advertising.
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