Sean B. Fitzgerald It doesn’t go something like this, it goes exactly like this.

Sandwich of the Day

The other day my dad asked what I wanted from the store. I probably get asked that question a few times a week and usually, I can never think of anything. To be honest, that is a loaded question. "Do I want anything from the store?" Sure, there are hundreds of things I want from the store. Chips, Cereals, Deli-Meats, Sodas, Beers, Yogurts, Breads, Fruits (not really), Vegetables (definitely not), Pretzels, and Cheeses. I want it all. But for a question like that to be properly answered, normally I need at least three hours to mull it over. Usually, I need to dissect, analyze, meditate, among other things. Not this time. When he asked, a sandwich popped into my head. A simple sandwich. Nothing too outrageous. In fact, there isn't even any meat on this sandwich.

"Can you pick up some mozzarella cheese, a jar of peppers, and italian bread?", I asked. He obliged.

We he got home, I calmly opened up the shopping bag, sliced the bread, cut the cheese (Hehe), placed the cheese and peppers on the bread and went to town on it. For those 5-10 minutes, I felt like a real Italian. I could feel my hair getting greasier (It's okay, I have three Italian friends). Regardless of the cultural change I felt, the sandwich was delicious. I highly recommend it. Although, I do not recommend going to an Italian deli to get it though. They make sure everything they serve took a long, hot bath in olive oil before it is given to the customer. Before you know it, your blood has the consistency of tomato sauce. If you make it on your own, you call the shots. Right amount of bread, right amount of peppers, and the right amount of cheese.

Oh and another thing!

I continue to whine and moan about how much I hate Facebook. I even wrote a post saying that I was going to delete it (I have not yet). The reason being is that I am fascinated by certain things on it. More recently, I have seen some of my "friends" record videos of themselves and send them to some of their "friends", and it ends up on MY feed. So I have an opportunity to watch it. Shouldn't this deter people from sending the videos at all? Or at least sending it in a personal message? Because when you send a letter or an e-mail directed at one person, a majority of the time, your intentions are for only that person to see it. But when a video ends up on my feed, I am guessing that you want me to see it as well. Which I take full advantage of. Because I really want to witness what had to be delivered in a video message that could not have been put into a letter, an e-mail, a phone call, an instant message, or God forbid human-to-human contact. And after watching dozens of these videos (I have that kind of time), the consensus is, nothing. Nothing had to be delivered. Because what was said, whispered, or mumbled in those 15-second masterpieces does not even get filed under "Something". I would understand this video phenomena a tad better if the senders either A) had something important to say, or B) sent them in a personal message to the receiver. But when you consciously send something to a specific person that inevitably gets inserted into other people's feeds (I hate Facebook vernacular), my understanding is that you WANT everyone to see it.

"You don't have to watch it!"

Hey, there's a PLAY button. I'm hitting that.