I am not a religious person, by any means. In reality I probably
walk the razor's edge between agnostic and atheist. Perhaps being
agnostic out of convenience, but that is a discussion for a
different time. I do think, however, that a very compelling
argument for the existence of God could be formulated around
nachos. Nachos being such perfect food, how could they possibly
come from fallible mankind? In fact, I think I shall capitalize
nachos from now on in respect of its probable divinity. Now, when I
speak of Nachos I speak of Nachos that are serious business. Not
the stuff you get at the gas station made with stale chips and
cheese sauce served with a plunger. I think those are basically the
equivalent of that crazy guy on the corner preaching from some
ratty book, and holding a giant sign. They mean well, but don't
quite have it. I'm talking about Nachos with chips, cheese,
tomatoes, peppers, onions, beef, beans, salsa, olives, sour cream,
guacamole, and the stuff of which dreams are made. Yeah now that is
some God-proving nourishment right there. mmm mmm mmm... In college
I lived pretty close to a La Bambas, and their Super Nachos made me
want to do missionary work in Haiti. Unfortunately I no longer live
near a La Bambas. :(
Cliff Notes Version:
I'm Dave, and I live in Valparaiso IN. I have some nerdy
tendencies, and have a couple unusual hobbies. I enjoy a
good beer, or a Long
Island if I'm feeling carefree.
I am contemplative, eccentric, and tongue in cheek