for those about to rock

while we're on the subject of subways,

there was one time on my way home when i felt like i was getting suspicious looks from a couple of other passengers. it didn't faze me at first, but as the ride went on and i continued to feel as though i were the subject of insinuating stares, i started to wonder if there wasn't something terribly remiss in how i looked, like maybe an ugly strand of mozzarella hanging from my goatee or something. as i took stock of my appearance, i noticed, sticking out of the side of my tote bag, a sandwich baggie of chocolate protein powder i had taken with me.

powder. brown powder. in a sandwich baggie.

i had to stifle my laughter. if i'd thought of it at the time, i would've asked those guys, with my best thousand-yard stare, if they wanted to cook up a shot with me.

posted by jomilkman @ 7:16 PM