peppering

I was once invited to a 4th of July party where everyone was asked to prepare a quick speech loosely titled, "My Favorite American."

Since I'm me, I arrived at the party too late to make the oratory rounds. But I was planning on pontificating about my favorite American. American Cheese. Here's a haiku, even:

zero nutrition
orange square wrapped in plastic
american cheese

What I'm celebrating is not only life itself, but a day off work this Monday, July 5th. I will be independent from the alarm clock, independent from fluorescent tube lighting. I will have the freedom to choose my new favorite bevvie: Sofia Coppola champagne in single-serve cans! Why down the whole bottle if you don't have to?