McEarth

I went to the gym today. It is a nice place: large, clean, smells like rubber. It is called McFit, and they are all over Berlin.
There is also a popular stationary store chain called McPaper.
I like the fact that I can get a hamburger and French fries around here, but do we really need to incorporate the ‘golden arches’ into society any more than necessary? Whatever happened to creativity and uniqueness? Indeed, it is a fast food, stamped, catalogued, and spit-out world.
But I do like The Dave Matthew’s Band, so maybe I am just hypocritical when it comes to cookie-cutter names.
Gotta go; I could use a little early-evening pep so I think I’ll head over to McKaffee.