Super Mario Bros. I know what you’re immediate thought is: this is a stupid post. But you know what? I think you’re wrong. I think you’re dead wrong. See, we spend decades worth of hours in the office each day and at the end of it we’re ready to go home and eat food… and play games. One of the joys of living in the 1825 Frat House here in Gainesville (that means I’m living with Jimmy, Braedon, Jesse, Jared, and Blair at the moment) is that we do guy things. We eat pizza. We eat easy mac. We feast on Doritos. And we play Super Mario Brothers on the Wii. That’s right. Every single night this week we’ve played that game. We’ve even laughed so hard that we cry. And part of it is because I’m horrible at the game. I mean, flat-out awful. Let’s just say that if I was a big blue mushroom in real life, I’d die and/or live in a bubble… a lot.
Mexican food. Want to know one of my favorite parts about Gainesville? Mexicans. That’s right. I said it. They make the best food on the planet… next to the Italians (I just said that so I won’t get shot by the mafia). But, seriously, I think this is the truth. Mexican’s are culinary geniuses. So, Kelly – who’s also visiting from Michigan – went to dinner with me the other night (no, mom, it wasn’t a date). And guess where we went? We went to a place where they spoke spanish and made delicious Mexican food. I was in heaven for two hours. Yes, two hours. We were there a long time feasting on their brilliant concoction of fried tortillas broken into triangles… and salsa. Masterminds, I’m telling you…
Nook. Do you know what that is? It is what I got for Christmas. It finally came in the mail and my mother shipped it down here for me. Can we just say that I’m addicted? I mean that in a good way. I’m addicted to reading, well, I was before but this little device only feeds the cravings I have. One of my favorite things to do is go to Barnes & Noble – perhaps the greatest store on the planet – and sit for hours. I love that place. Heaven’s going to be the biggest B&N ever. If you don’t like that, then I suggest you get over it fast. But this little Nook (which is like a Kindle only better) is basically the entire B&N store in my hands. And buying books literally takes 30 seconds. Let’s just say… this is a “good” thing.
Coffee shops and rain. Put both of these together with my Nook and I’d probably never leave. And if Norah Jones walked in the room and started playing the piano, I’d more than likely pass out from relaxation (and infatuation). Inman Perk is one of my favorite haunts in Gainesville. The staff actually sucks and the coffee’s not the best (although they had a Guatemalan coffee that was excellent the other day), but the environment is stellar. Needless to say, I was there several times this week. And I smelled like coffee when I left. It was awesome! And it rained yesterday, which is good. Now it just needs to do that when I’m at the coffee shop and I’d be set. Well, and if Norah walked in…
Road trip. I might be crazy, but I’m taking a 12 hour road trip back to Michigan this weekend. Why? Because there’s a group from the Gainesville office going up there for a conference at Cross Current. I wanted to go. The crazy part is that I’m driving back down on Tuesday with them… and flying back to Michigan on the 31st. I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I can’t wait for God to show up at that conference. And I’m believing that I’m going to get prayed for there and my stomach problems will permanently go away. This is my subtle way of telling you that my doctor’s visit back home in December didn’t cure me. But all of that to say… road trip.
