A party, ‘n an apartment, dimly lit,
Four people, social peers, have made hellos.
Two women and two men, behind whom flit
Another guy: with them th’ girls’ vision goes.
One of our party’s men takes note of this
(This guy, by th’ by, is by Joe Pesci played)
”What spy you,” Pesci ponders, getting pissed,
”Are we not good enough, us two displayed?”
“What, now, you’re supermodels, you two husks?”
He fumes, a scowl acreep across his pate,
And, bowing deep, he teases, “Pardon us!
Big supermodels! Gee, that must be great!”
His friend with urgency takes him aside;
Into th’ apartment’s kitchen they retreat.
”Eat you this Snickers,” doth his friend prescribe,
”You get quite angry when you need to eat.”
Joe Pesci takes the Snickers, takes a bite,
And instantly his presence is transformed.
He’s just a guy again now, temper light,
Reverted by the snack back to the norm.
Two men return to talk to these two girls,
But one (Don Rickles now!), “Hey losers,” hurls.
Here’s the original commercial, if you haven’t seen it:
Lauren Lapkus is in this! And, yeah, also Joe Pesci and Don Rickles.
I’ve been hungry a lot lately. I’m trying to lose a couple inches around the ol’ waistline. Hunger has been my companion. I’m finding that I get hungry right before lunch and dinner times, which is obvious, but also finding comfort in the constancy. The regularity. Not the hunger, but the routine. I used to feed that hunger immediately. Now I see it coming over the steppe like a wild dog and I know it’s going to walk alongside me on my journey until I get to the next scheduled meal. That dog used to freak me out so I’d give it Pop Tarts right away and watch it withdraw. Now I’m trying to get used to the dog. It’s not tame. I don’t want it to hang around all day. Just a wild animal part of myself that I’m growing used to, if not terribly fond of.
I really really hope I’m not becoming a thinspo tumblr blogger. I still like beer and cheeseburgers, folks.
Anyway, thanks for reading.
This is Phil.