Back when I could afford to go out to eat, I could usually be found at my local dive Mexican restaurant with a pile of nachos in front of me and a pitcher of margaritas beside me (those were lush times I tell you). But those days are long gone now that the economy has tanked and my supplemental income from writing highly-detailed anal sex porn stories has, no pun intended, dried up.
So now, when I want a plate of nachos, it's store brand tortilla chips microwaved with Cheez Whiz complete with a side of depression.
But you know what? Maybe I should cheer up and learn something about my favorite food stuff that will increase my enjoyment of it if I ever get to a place where I can finally afford the food of the gods again.
After-all if a guy named Ignacio "Nacho" Anaya could whip them up for a bunch of stupid military wives back in 1943 and create the only thing that fills the hole in my soul with cheesy goodness, then there's hope that one day I too can create something lasting.
Even if that is more anal-sex pornography.
Source: Geeks Are Sexy