You ever have a memory that was so long ago, but was so engrained in your mind you just thought, "That's the way I remember it, so that must be the way it is"? Well, I had a reality check a couple of moments ago. See, I had a memory of pre-school, snack time to be precise. During snack time, we'd sometimes get celery--with peanut butter, and it was good, too. Yummy, yummy, good. So, I figured, I have this monstrous veggie platter from this past Sunday, why not have a treat? Why not have some peanut butter and celery for the sake of nostalgia? I did, too. You know what? It ain't like I remembered. I dare say, it's not too yummy at all. I wonder what the hell else wasn't that good at snack time. Was paste also disgusting--that's a joke--a poor one, but a joke nonetheless. I wasn't into consuming paste for kicks. Do kids really do that? Well, I know that peanut butter, jelly and ritz crackers are still good, they just take forever to prepare, and longer to fill you up. So, anyway, I now have a plate with peanut butter globbed on it, and you know what, I'm going to eat it anyway. I'm sure it's not just a cultural thing, but we weren't allowed to get a bunch of something, and decide we anted to throw it away. Oh hell no! You fixed your plate, you eat--end of story. Oh gosh, I becoming my parents more and more each day. I mean, I'm grown, and I paid for this stuff...I could by all rights rage against the machine and throw it away, but I'm just too old school (cheapness might fall in there somewhere, but I'm not sure 'cause I don''t really trip off of money too tough). On another note, the carrots on my plate are good, and one accidentally got mixed in the peanut butter. Interesting. Not saying I'd recommend it, but interesting nonetheless.
Speaking of peanut butter: Since it's black history month, I wanted to set something straight- George Washington Carver is one of the greatest inventors ever, damnit. Think about it--there would be no snack industry without him. I mean, who the hell thinks to himself, "Gee, I bet I can make butter from peanuts"? Hell, peanut punch probably came from him too, which means the dude was also helping folks get their hump on after they had their PB&J, ya feel me? I mean, what type of drugs do you have to be on to make peanuts into butter? Seriously? Drugs or not, thouh, we all owe him for happy lunch and snack time memories. That's right ya'll, imagine elementary school without peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches. Imagine lunch without potato chips. No Reeses cups, no Lay's or Utz--this man changed the way we eat forever!!! So next time you get your George Washington Carver on, just say thanks to the dude is all. Thanks for taking a damn peanut and potato and making it fattening, yet delicious. George Washington Carver should get a day or something. Put his face on a can of peanut butter during black history month, I mean, there wouldn't be a Jif without him, right? Hell, George Washington Carver should be an Apollo legend. The tree of hope should have a jar of peanut butter on it for the rest of the month. Okay, I'm lunchin', but ya'll or lovin' it. If not, it's my journal @#$%%^^%%$!!!! :o)
Love ya,
PS- Aeryn, I responded to your comment in the last post--