The Wire


This post was originally going to solely be based on one thing. Whenever I travel I don’t know why I am always drawn to really bad fake Italian places. I always get the same sick ish looking spag and meatballs. I don’t know why I do it. I just do it. Every time. It’s weird.

As I was taking the picture, I noticed I messed up. There in front of me is the charge cable draped right over the spaghetti and sauce. It has a clear section covered in sauce.

Moment of truth. What do you do?

Doesn’t really matter… Cause what I do is make the charging cable really taught by pulling my phone up..

… Then suck on the cable.

Yeah. I don’t know why I did this. I just did.

Right at the moment that a little girl of about 11 is staring right at me . We are separated by a really small half wall and her parent is just looking at me.

Not knowing whether I understood her, she starts “well. It looks like this man didn’t really make the best choice, did he.”

I just look at her and say “I know. It’s a phenomenal achievement I’ve made it out of my house and to the airport without spousal support. I’m think I’ll make it tho. Just gotta believe .”

Yeah…. That’s me on the road ….

And yes. This is also the lady who does the whole “in America nothing’s free thing” on my Facebook page.

0 for 2 lady. 0 for 2. Just let me enjoy my spaghetti wire in peace, far far safe from the wifely judgement…


  1. And *THIS* is why we love you!!!

  2. Obvious solution. Why waste food? Thanks for the laugh.

  3. Do you need your photography wife to intervene??? Hope it tasted good… 🙂

  4. This made my day. I can totally see you doing this, and Jason, and heck even myself. Haha how is that for some wife judgement? I just join in these days. 🙂

  5. Man, maybe I should have come along.

  6. My question … is how were you even able to tell which was the charger wire.. and which was the ‘pasta’
    I may have to take you out for a real Italiano meal when youre here in NY next time…..

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