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As I write this post I am in the middle of my free period eating a wonderful miniature pepperoni pizza. It’s the kind that you get in packs of six stacked on top of each other. I don’t know what it is, but right now this pizza is hitting the spot in a way that it is nearly indescribable. In fact, it is describable only to the point that I can list several things that I would absolutely not trade for this mini-pizza:
1. A really, really good red pen. Whether it is retractable or not, there would be no deal.
2. An action figure of any type. I know that there are some really unique action figures out there, but even a 6” Chester A. Arthur could not get me to part with this delicious pizza.
3. A can of soda. Unless it was Jones Soda. Then I would consider it – no promises though.
4. You know those cubes of Post-its with a fun picture down the side that slowly deteriorates as the pad gets used up? Yeah, no deal. Yes, I am serious.
5. A funnel cake. I know that you can’t get those every day, but this pizza is really, really good.
6. A charcoal drawing of this very same pizza. Even though that would enable me to remember it forever, or at least until I forget about the clearly temporary bliss that I am in over this lunch.
As I type this sentence, I just finished my lunch. You don’t know what you just missed out on.
