Icees in the Midst

I am a man of many vices. Coffee, Halo, Charlotte's Chicken Enchiladas, and Miami Vice. My new addiction, however, is the ICEE. There are few more enjoyable experiences in life than sipping down that light, foamy, aerated goodness.

By and large, the Watermelon (and Coca-Cola on occasion) flavor was the only variety I would buy. That was before I discovered the Dr. Pepper ICEE sold at separate gas stations off I-20 at the Eastman & Estes PKWY exits.

If you visit the ICEE website, it is unnerving how much information they have there concerning a mere novelty drink, such as if you can purchase a personal ICEE machine for your home or office, and ICEE retail locations around your neighborhood! Plus I think they have some racey photos of that big polaresque bear they have as a mascot, as well.

This is probably my most pointless and unenthusiastic blog to date--actually, the above was just a means to post THIS:


(don't get between this guy and his ICEE's; it is obvious he's emotionally and mentally unsound)