I swear, sometimes I have the maturity level of a small, very stupid child. I know that you are thinking that I am thinking about all of the weird, SHOCK-VALUE crap that I say all the time, but your wrong. I like that stuff.
What I am actually talking about are the new sunglasses that I got yesterday. I went to a surf shop (how cool is that) after work and picked them up after trying on several different brands and models. They are so freaking cool that I have had them open and sitting on my desk all day. I look at them from time-to-time to make sure that they are really there and still cool as hell. Thats right, I can not wait to get out of work so that I can place them on my face and show all of South Florida how cool I look. I have peaked out the window at this dark ass cloudy day 10,000 hoping that the sun will peak through the clouds even for a moment just so that I can erupt from the doors looking like a super hero.
The excitement was so high that I even wore them all night last night while playing poker with my friends. I normally do not wear shades while playing poker due to the fact that I suck, but last night, the urge was too strong. The amazing part was that my friends did not give me too much crap for it. They must know my grade school ways.
When I got to work this morning I took a couple of minutes to go to the company website to see what other less-cool looking people would look like wearing MY sunglasses. They could not even hold a candle to the Michael Jordan, Carlton Fisk, and Tom Cruse level of coolness that I exude wearing those bad-boys. Part of me would not be shocked if one day while I was walking down the street, someone came up to me and asked me to model the shades for a billboard. I am not even that good looking… The shades are just that cool.
This “I got a new toy” feeling has been present all of my life and I do not think that it will ever wear off. I am that adolescent. YEAH!