watching expired appliances align

something about ice...and slurpees!

so i'm on a somewhat new sleep schedule. after four or five (or maybe nine)
years of going to bed between one and three a.m., i've decided my life would
be improved by trying to fall asleep by 12:30am. sometimes, if i'm feeling
especially tired i can be asleep by 11:30pm. i am becoming one of the
people whom i found deserving of my laughter and scorn. and i'm not
especially sad about it. i still feel like the a relatively young guy,
inexperienced with many of the ways of the world. i watched a movie earlier
today that i should have found deep and profound. i had very little
reaction at all. i'm young, inexperienced and still brandishing the
callousness of youth. whoo-hoo. i guess. probably not. maybe i should
have a slurpee.

it is one of those extremely hot days that seems to require refreshment in
some form of ice. during the summer of 1995 i had a lot of time to think.
walking around. sitting around. eating lunch. working at the chain
pharmacy. a lot of time to think. one day after returning from 7-11 i
looked at my slurpee cup, found a phone number and made a call. i was ready
to find out if 7-11 had ever published a 'history of the slurpee.' i could
picture this coffee table book - light and frivolous, yet filled with
amazing pictures and novel references to trinkets from my past. i can't
remember if i made it past the automated voice response system. and i
haven't looked on the internet yet for a history of the slurpee, but one of
these days i expect to find myself at the virgin megastore, waiting to meet
a friend and coming upon the slurpee book on the shelf. i'm curious to know
when that domed lid made its first appearance.