For Whom the Taco Bell Tolls

For Whom the Taco Bell Tolls

I, like an overwhelming majority of brown folks in the good ol’ U S of A, love Taco Bell. But, I’ll get back to my culinary infatuation a little bit later…

I went with the ‘rents and my brother this morning to help my little brother pick out a shirt and a tie to go along with the new suit he bought for the wedding. I helped my pops select a tie too – that man is the most INDECISIVE person I’ve ever met. EVERYTIME he asks me a question, he never accepts the answer that I give him. “Why does he even ask?” – I wonder all the time…but, I’ve learned long ago that my pops ain’t never gonna change – never. Anyways, after finishing up at the mall, I went to Bed Bath & Beyond to try to purchase a bath robe – I don’t know exactly why, but I just wanted to buy one. We were given some at our hotel in Miami and I realized how cool and comfortable they are. So, I purchased a navy blue bathrobe with the 20% off coupon that I received in the mail. I am not ashamed to say that I like Bed Bath & Beyond. It’s got some cool stuff – albeit overpriced cool stuff. I got my sister a spice rack from there and bought my comforter set from there. Not a bad place, not bad at all…

anyways, what better way to end an evening of shopping than with a deliciously warm and inexpensive bean burrito (and tostada)? Now, to whomever it may concern, the best and most consistent Taco Bell that I’ve ever dined at (and I’ve dined at quite a few) is the one on Pleasant Hill Rd across from Gwinnett Place Mall. That food is almost always on point. I’ve long wondered why Taco Bell hasn’t caught on in India – I don’t even think that the establishment of a Taco Bell in India has been attempted. If Mickey D’s and The King has caught on, why not Taco Bell? I don’t know, but I know that as soon as Brown people step foot on this American soil, they are drawn to the stench of Taco Bell like a shark to blood. There should be a documentary or something produced about this – maybe titled “For Whom the Taco Bell Tolls”…there is even a Taco Bell in California that is on the beach – literally…

and there are those folks who believe that there is no such thing as paradise….fools I say…fools…

If you got a problem with Taco Bell, then you got a problem with yourself…I ain’t saying, but I’m saying…is all I’m saying…
Anyways, I’ve noticed one thing about myself: sometimes, I can be too fancy for my own good. Example: I am in the process of writing an introductory speech to my sister’s wedding and I can’t seem to relinquish writing it. I want it to be unique and just right – and I am always like that. Sometimes, it can really slow down the process of me accomplishing an actual task because I am so intent on making it unique and satisfactory. I grit my teeth at having to complete something that is generic and lacking creativity. I can be like that with gifts too sometimes – I want to be so thoughtful and unique with my gift that sometimes I run out of time and am left giving a mundane and thoughtless gift. It seems to me that creativity requires time, because the great ideas don’t just come to you instantly – they normally take time and often bring themselves to light in your mind unexpectedly.

another random thought: an early new year’s resolution of mine is to make it a point to listen more actively to people. I so often have caught myself waiting my turn to speak rather than listening and responding. I’ve gotten a lot better about that, but I need to and, more importantly, want to get even better about that. I know that I really appreciate when someone is actively listening to me and I’d like to be able to reciprocate that fully. Something to work on I guess…

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