Happiness is a Hotpocket

Happy, happy, joy, joy!

I've taken it upon myself to start taking a more positive approach to living out in the burbs. So far, the few comments that I got here along with those I received in person is that its a bit of a downer reading my post. People find them depressing, they are quick to point out grammatical errors, and they don't get the obscure references in my humor. When I attempt to explain my humor, I'm further questioned on the use of the reference to the relevance of it in the joke.

Why the obscure reference to Hotpockets? I just like them.

Moving right along:

So I took the initiative of working on my house today with my wife so I can get in touch with my suburban self. I took pride in removing the mold from the ceiling of my bathroom and made sure that I found a special place in my cabinet for my Windex with vinegar. This was one of the several different varieties of Windex alongside the Fantastick that you can find in Pathmark which had a special in their circular and thankfully I had my Pathmark Savings card! These little purchases with this card will some day get me a free turkey. Just $195.00 more to go.

I'm also coming to terms with driving out here as well. You do get this twisted sense of power when you're driving on a shitty day and as you wait on the red light you can't help but feel your life is so much better than these poors bastards waiting at the bus stop for a bus that will never come. Ok, maybe that's not a good example.

Clothes shopping is fun in the "Jerz" (yes, I've picked a pet name for my new hometown). My idea of shopping back in Queens was going to the city and checking out a few stores before settling with Old Navy (I'm cheap that way). Kohls is now my new best friend right off of Route 17 North. There's nothing wrong in driving 15 miles to get a great pair of Hanes briefs.


Yep, me and the burbs are getting along just swell. Yeah. Jerz. Mm hmm...

Accentuate the positive. Accentuate the positive.