Someone took a picture of me eating pizza at Impellizeri's on Sunday. Yeah, I think I need to lose a few layers of toppin's and fixin's.
Weight Watchers, unfortunately, is out of the question. The last time I joined Weight Watchers I was very successful at losing weight in the beginning, but then I stopped going to the meetings. Why? Because too many people there had filthy, unwashed hair!
That's a good reason to die alone and morbidly obese, isn't it? I think so. When it comes to a dirty, stinky mop head, this Dude does NOT abide.
And frankly, the neighborhood in Henderson, NV where I last attended Weight Watchers was in a rather upscale area. Imagine the foul, squalid head-thatch on display among people who make the kind of money I make. I shudder to think!
So I'm probably going to start living on a diet of iceberg lettuce and Coke Zero.