It was just left of the sushi in the refrigerated section. Ready made dough with millet, cornmeal, rye, soy and flax in it. I mean I've made a lot of pizza crusts, usually just plain old whole wheat. Because I don't have a whole arsenal of multiple grains at my disposal. Because I'm much, much too lazy for that. Which is why I'm cheating and buying ready made dough to make "homemade" pizza in the first place.
When I got home I showed the picture on my camera to Craig who also thought it was hilarious. Then I downloaded it and posted it to Facebook and Twitter. Because when I find things funny I want to share them. What can I say? I'm a giver. This is what I posted with the caption beneath it.
Their reaction was completely unexpected. Instead of being mad, I became a potential convert into Archulletaism. They offered me kind words and cd's. In fact they were so nice they scared me a little. This left me feeling guilty enough to google a song of his just to try it out. You know, just this once. It just didn't feel right for this ardent realist teetering on pessimism (depending on the day) to listen to such optimistic music. So, it's just not meant to be. We're just not right for each other. It's not that he's not talented. He is. But, clearly, it's not him. It's me. I'm more of a Chris Cornell girl. I wonder if there's a twitter group for him. Or a bumper sticker I could put on my car.