pizza is not the best way to start living your best life. 

(the image above - not my actual empty box, but it's a good replica.)

well, it certainly could be. i mean, who doesn't like pizza? it's a very rare few. there are those of us that enjoy it just plain, and then others that pile a ton of crap all over it just to get the most out of every slice. i tend to go the simpler route with my pizza, as i've noticed that once you've got more than a few flavours going, it really just doesn't seem to mesh well anymore.

having worked as a pizza jerk (or whatever you should call the name for a dweeb making pizzas in a convenience store) for a summer, i can tell you that people really take the strength of pizza way too seriously. oftentimes someone would call in and order about ten toppings on a twelve inch pizza. see, pizza in this sense can prove to be a nice analogy for life. the more you pile on, the more apt it is to fall apart in your lap or on your face. 

best to keep it simple. maybe that pizza was a good idea after all, although my stomach may not agree.