I am going to use this time to regail anyone reading with a story about bananas.
So I ate a banana, ohhh about two weeks ago. Now this may not seem like a big deal to most, but anyone who has any idea of my dietary background knows that I have had a life-long aversion towards banana. Like I completely abhorred the fact that bananas are a thing that exists. Being all mushy and oddly textured and slimy and weird tasting. I seriously could not have a banana break the place of my mouth without my gag reflex being stimulated. So suffice it to say, I've gone twenty three years of my life without having eating one single solitary banana.
But one day something came over me. I was over at Chris, Tyler and Kit's house, and I had stayed the night after the KOB show and was in the kitchen eating breakfast with Chris the next morning. Maybe it was because the day before the only things I had eaten were some miscellaneous veggies and one slice of pizza. Or maybe it was something more profound; my body manifesting a yearning for change via this craving for something once so loathed. At any rate, Chris offered to me this contentious fruit, and initially I declined. I think I even told him a bit about how I hated bananas and had never eaten one in my life. I ate some bread, drank some tea, shot the breeze. And right about that time, for some reason, it just seemed like a good idea to eat a banana. And so I did. You can only imagine how tentative the first few bites were, if I wasn't so hungry I probably would have gagged. But you know what? It really wasn't that bad. Actually, it was pretty good. I, J.R. Tripp, am willing to swallow my pride and admit to having enjoyed eating a banana.
So I eat bananas now. In fact I eat one almost every day now! Just on weekdays. When I am waiting for the bus. Which I ride frequently.
"Oh wait J.R., why do you ride the bus so much, I thought you had a car?"
"You are right, I had a car"
But enough about all that, for now...
-jr
