Thursday, September 23, 2010

An apology to tacos

I was feeling pretty rotten last week, and I said some things I didn't mean. My wife urged me to retract one of my statements. Three days ago, a good friend emailed me and demanded this same retraction. I owe it to them, I owe it to myself, and I owe it to you to make it right. Mostly, I owe it to tacos. That's right. I was in such a pit of despair that I actually said "fuck tacos." This was clearly a mistake. I spoke in haste. I spoke incorrectly. I've never been disappointed by a taco. Even a shitty taco satisfies on a base level. One time, some friends had us over for fried chicken. We got too excited and started frying everything. We fried a day-old, half-eaten breakfast taco, and it was delicious. Just look at that photo up there. Don't you want to just stick your face in your computer screen and eat the hell out of that taco plate? Of course you do. Tacos, please accept my sincere apologies. You have what it takes to make everything a little bit of alright. I love you.

On an unrelated note, my sister-in-law designed a fascinator that was worn on television by Kat Von D. If she hadn't married my brother, I'd never have known what a fascinator is, but I'm glad I now have that knowledge. This is pretty exciting news. Read about it here.


Joolie said...

Too excited? I say we were the exact right amount of excited. Tacos forever! Fuck tacos? Never!

Spacebeer said...

Man I had almost forgotten about frying up that breakfast taco.

Thank you for your apology -- I can tell it came from the depths of your heart, and I truly believe that tacos have forgiven you for your lapse in faith.

Anonymous said...

tacos didn't land on, landed on tacos -- aesop

Anonymous said...

God Bless Tacos.
God Bless Chalupas.
God Bless us all.

Mary P. said...

I am glad you are feeling better and that tacos still have a place in your heart. The world, tacos and god appreciates the taco apology.

Russ said...

America is over. Tacos are forever.