I am not a religious person, by any means. I do think, however, that a very compelling argument for the existence of God could be formulated around nachos. Nachos being such perfect food, how could they possibly come from fallible mankind? In fact, I think I shall capitalize nachos from now on in respect of its probably divinity. Now, when I speak of Nachos I speak of Nachos that are serious business. Not the stuff you get at the gas station made with stale chips and cheese sauce served with a plunger. I think those are basically the equivalent of that crazy guy on the corner preaching from some ratty book, and holding a giant sign. They mean well, but don't quite have it. I'm talking about Nachos with chips, cheese, tomatoes, peppers, onions, beef, beans, salsa, olives, sour cream, guacamole, and the stuff of which dreams are made. Yeah now that is some God-proving nourishment right there. mmm mmm mmm... In college I lived pretty close to a La Bambas, and their Super Nachos made me want to do missionary work in Haiti. Unfortunately I no longer live near a La Bambas. :(
Cliff Notes Version:
I'm Dave, and I live in Valparaiso IN. I have some nerdy tendencies, and have a couple unusual hobbies. I don't smoke or do drugs. I do enjoy a good beer, or a Long Island if I'm feeling carefree.