So, if you're like me-- and I mean more than just in the sense of a living, mostly-bipedal, carbon-based mammal-- then you probably sit at a desk in an office. This is all well and good because at a desk in an office, a lot of your choices are made for you. You know when to show up, you know what to wear, you know what to do, and if you're really good, you know what to do so you don't have to do what you are supposed to do. Get it? Well, with all these decisions made for you, you may have, like me, gotten rusty at making decisions. Take lunch for example. You know when you are supposed to go. But where to go? My friends and I can waste many cellular air-time minutes trying to figure out where to go for lunch. A common conversation goes like this:
ME: So you wanna get lunch?
Friend: Yeah, I'm starved!
ME: So where ya wanna go?
Friend: Uhhh, I dunno. Where do you wanna go?
ME: Uhhh, I was kinda hoping you had a good idea.
Friend: Uhhhh.
ME: Uhhh.
And then you probably progress into the stage where you start going through all the types of food. Eventually you might decide on a place, or, worst case scenario here, you might actually miss your lunch break trying to figure out where to eat lunch. If you are one of those people, I recommend you move back into your parents' house and have your mother pack you a lunch with special little messages written on the napkins. Or better yet, just don't call me to go to lunch.
But your troubles are over. I have employed a team of forensic experts and internet search engine gurus to find a solution to this lunch problem. Actually, no. I just found a cool link and thought I'd build it up a little before posting it this time. So, without further ado, here are the results of my astonishingly expensive and time consuming search through all the knowledge of mankind:
Ready?
OK. It's the Magic Lunch 8-Ball. Man, I wish I'd thought of this years ago. Click here to visit it. Simply click the 8-Ball to find a lunch spot for the day. It's foolproof. Even you can probably do it without too much trouble. Really. That's it. You are going to save SOOOO much time. And with the holidays approaching, remember who to thank here.
Actually, I didn't really even have to search for this, I was getting caught up on my Odd Todd comics (available here) and stumbled across the link on his pages.

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Hmmm… that does sound familiar! This “Friend” wouldn’t be some underhanded reference to, say… me? Friend=Bayly? What, I don’t have any good ideas? Am I indecisive?
It’s no harder to get a lunch decision out of you than, say, nailing jello to a tree. Actually, that’s not altogether true. I’d say I’m equally bad as you. But from now on, I’m using the 8-Ball if we can’t decide what to eat. The 8-Ball Knows All!
Dear Kelly, Why not bring your lunch from home!!! Then you just have to decide where to eat it—at your desk, in the employee lounge, outside on a bench, in your car, while strolling down the lane with a charming co-worker. I’ll even send you some pre-messaged napkins! Love, Mum P.S. You have a couple of spelling errors in your posting.
I usually bring my lunch but I still like to get out of the studio so I head over to the Co-op and check out the latest body piercings, tattoo decorations, hair color, and original apparel on the Co-op staff. I’m a regular at the self-service coffee bar so the checkers will let me by-pass the line and I just hand them my $1 on the way out the door. The coffee is organic, of course, but the strength varies dramatically probably because most of the coffee-making staff don’t drink it. Love, Your Old Man
Yeah, spelling is a problem when I start a new post at midnight :) The only real Co-op type place here in Little Rock is Beans, and it’s waaay far from the office. I have been packing my lunch more and more, but then I usually end up eating at my desk and working while I do it. Going out to eat is a good excuse to get up and leave for awhile.
The lunch debate is something you might as well get used to in the event you wake up married one day. With Shanna, I have to determine what she ISN’T in the mood for, then sift through what remains to find something that she is OK with. Some days are easier than others, especially since I learned to like at least one or two Chinese dishes (sweet-n-sour chicken, with or without sesame seeds). My advice is to go via process of elimination when all else fails. Either that, or construct your own Magic Ate-Ball (heh heh) with some better, local choices.