The Land of Fog and Fat
Ah, vacation. That glorious time when I pack up my laptop computer and go work from a different location. I'm typing this from San Francisco, where the only thing thicker than the July fog is the ever-increasing size of my ass.
Just once I'd like to go on vacation and lose weight instead of gain it. Is this possible? Perhaps if I didn't eat so much... We need to choose vacation spots that have a less-appealing selection of restaurants. Clearly, this ass-size issue is San Francisco's fault and not mine.