Touch Screen Lust

There are a lot of things I've "given up" in the past couple years.  I've put a halt to vending machine food for my 2011 New Years resolution due to my ability to rationalize two bags of Cheetos as a healthy, grown up meal during graduate school.  While I've felt starving at work more than once, this life decision has saved me money and most likely added years to my life.  This last half birthday has been a year living as a lacto-pescitarian.  What's that you ask?  Yeah, I kinda made it up in order to label myself-- something us hipsters just love to do.  Basically I don't eat "meat" but do eat some seafood sometimes; I don't eat eggs but do eat other dairy items.  I haven't felt like this has been a challenge of any kind and am thinking about doing away with more animal products (at least for a brief trial period...do smell a fun future blog post idea?) sometime soon.  Basically I enjoy limiting myself.  It all started about two summers ago when I gave up something oh so American.

This July will be two years without soda. 

Other then its convenience, there was nothing I missed about the substance.  In fact, I became quite the snob about the whole thing.  I often found myself secretly looking down at people that thought they were doing their body a favor by only consuming seven diet sodas a day.  If I were out eating I'd get water and put the two dollars towards my next beer purchase.  If I went to the movies, I'd sneak a bottle of water (or bottle of wine) in my bag instead of a soda. If I were drinking liquor, I'd drink it straight (or maybe with some ice) and look at those with hands full of rum and cokes like the n00bs they were.  If you aren't drinking liquor like Don Draper, why do it at all?

So much time went by that I couldn't even imagine lusting over this sodium-filled treat.  That was UNTIL I saw this glorious machine...

I mean, its a touch screen vending machine.  Not only did I want to try it out but I wanted it in my apartment.  I could just imagine its beauty in my bedroom/living room/dining room.  I blame my new love, my iPhone, for my desire to have my life run by touch screen.  If only such a thing existed for red wine/microbrews/popcorn instead of soda.  It would also be great if you could watch Netflix on that sucker too...