Moving is really easy: you just throw everything you own into boxes, then lug them around the world on airlines for $100 a box. Piece of cake. Actually, I could use a piece of cake, now that I think of it. A big fat piece of three layer chocolate cake with gobs of icing and some of those pink roses. But I’m going to skip it because I am still in KY, land of the Gigantically Obese.
On the health and well-being scale, Kentucky would be dead last. At least, I’m hoping they would be. Surely there are not more fat people . . . → Read More: Stress? What stress? Hey! I asked you a QUESTION!
