On Impulse

For the last few weeks I’ve had to attend ESOL training on Tuesday and Thursday nights. ESOL is what we call English for Speakers of Other Languages here in Florida and I’ll write more about it some other time. Tonight was the final night — we took the post test and turned in a portfolio. So on the way home I’m thinking I need to do something to celebrate that it’s all over, but I still have to go to work in the morning so that severely limits the choices.

I decided to stop at the grocery store and grab something to eat. Some kind of treat. Something decadent. A totally impulse buy. So I cruise the aisles. Hmmm, sushi? Well, yes and no. I’m hungry but that’s not really it. Ice cream? Dreamery is on sale and it comes in those handy single-serving containers. (Shut up.) Nah, keep looking.

Then, there it was. I haven’t had one of these in so long I can’t remember when the last time was. Empty calories. Completely unnecessary. No redeeming value. Twinkies!

So I decided I needed an image to go with this post (because it’s not like there’s a lot of great prose going on here). I fire up the trusty Google search and find the lovely picture above. But just like I had to eat two Twinkies (it might have been threee) I had to look at more than one search result. So I also found this Turing Test to determine whether Twinkies are intelligent. (OMG! Did I just wolf down sentient beings?) And this:

which would be a whole different kind of treat….

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