Random Thoughts On A Late Sunday Night

I enjoyed lunch with Bert at sweetgreen on Saturday. This is a picture of the chicken salad I had for lunch, and it came with both barbecue sauce and ranch dressing on the side per my request. Of course I had to drizzle a little bit of both on it. Drizzle drizzle. 

Oh, that’s also a term for men dating well-off women that can take care of them. It’s supposed to be a satirical response to “Sprinkle Sprinkle”, but it’s a real thing y’all! 

For example, if The Muse re-enters my life she will plan and pay for all dates, pay my bills, and buy me things like that Rolex Cosmograph Daytona watch I want but refuse to spend my own $15k+ on. If we got married, she would likely be the one to pay me alimony since most of my asset growth is tax deferred. 

Drizzle drizzle.