Letter to Erin 20151026

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Hi Erin!  How's business today?  I'm sure you are the top of your game.  So have fun with it, and please make sure you maintain your prayers.  Calm your heart with prayer, not intoxication.  Boss Model.  You are MY girl.  I love you, and I need you.

The sun finally came out today, after being MIA for a week.  It had rained a few times during the last week, and it rained last night as well.  The weather people claim that rain washes away the smog, but I don't know about that.  There are still many rain clouds in the air, so it's not altogether sunny, but perhaps I can burn all that trash in my front yard soon.  The population of humans and plants here isn't dense enough to produce haze, so this smog came from somewhere else, probably even as far away as New York City.  That means it will be back, certainly it will come back.

The recent fish crisis gave me a craving for cheeseburgers, a craving generated by the tedium of acquisition of other raw materials.  For some odd reason burger buns are not easy to find around here lately, but I find that sliced bread tastes better than burger buns so I don't miss it that much.  Burger buns are for presentation only.  This makes my cheeseburgers bigger than usual, so I never make doubles.  Instead I made 3 for my dinner, with lettuce and tomatoes from my own garden.  I was too lazy to make mayo, so I cooked up some soft eggs instead.  Whenever I go to McDonald's, I always get the same thing every time: 3 double cheeseburgers.  Sometimes I vary it by getting 2 double cheeseburgers and some fries.  What do you get when you go to McDonald's?  Medium fries and a garden salad?