Last night I went to a MN Wild hockey game with some friends and my friend handed me a can of dip. It had a light blue label and the flavor was Clean Mint. Not coincidentally, it was also Listerine Brand dip and the same flavor I had used to rinse my mouth after brushing my teeth. Anyway, I put in a big fat lower, closed the can and heard that familiar *click* as the lid sealed. I grabbed a Diet Mountain Dew bottle and spit, putting the bottle in the built in cup holder in the seat in front of me without even looking. Just like riding a bike, I hadn't forgotten. In fact, quitting wasn't even on my mind. The dip burned and the juice was dark while I watched the game with faceless friends. I stared at the ice as the players rushed past me but I wasn't watching. It was just me and my dip. I took it out of my mouth in one swift motion and dropped it in the DMD bottle; one final cleaning pass with my tongue and a spit; put the cap on the bottle; all done.
We were walking away from the arena and my friend offered to sell his condo in San Diego for $5,000. My wife thought we should see the place first, but I didn't care if it was a tin shack. $5,000 is a steal of a deal. We were on our beach cruisers suddenly when it hit me: I had caved. Panicked, my mind raced. What should I do? Oh my god how could I? What was I thinking? SO close to one year. Man, I am never going to live this down. I need to fess up on KTC and then never go back. I don't think I could stand it to read the comments. Back to day one.
Worst cave dream yet.
