12:28 p.m. - February 20, 2005
Let us chart, let us chronologize:
a) Jason was thin and in excellent shape in high school. He played soccer (school team) and swam (club sport), was generally well-formed enough to be picky. What I lacked in muscles I made up for in green eyes and my dimple.
b) Jason went to college and gained a freshman 10 but this wasn't so bad because people began remarking I didn't look like a high school freshman anymore. Manhood, here I come.
c) Sports became a summers-only softball league. It's too cold to swim in Seattle most of the year and as for soccer - hell, I wasn't that good anyway.
d) Jason was comfortable in his medium-sized shirts throughout college.
e) Jason graduates college wearing a medium-sized shirt that was getting a little tight.
f) During graduate school physical exertion occurred less and less frequently. I moved up to a large shirt.
g) Met Dana and we were the perfect couple: She petite and perky, me just solid enough to be called solid. Left solid behind and spotted the development of a double chin.
h) Met Spec. Overnight began the broadening phase.
i) Now single, I hit beefy though I had no muscles. Then corpulent, chubby, need to lose a few, extra-large shirts. Obese? Depression?
j) February 20, 2005, I broke my chair while bouncing to the music of Paradise City by Guns 'N Roses.
Horrified, but I keep laughing.
If I put the chair parts on the street for pick-up Tuesday morning, will my neighbors wonder how the chair broke and think fat ass?