Monday, January 31, 2011
The Ultimate Recipe.
This recipe requires little work to make, but is the best food I could ever want. You could also make lots of it, and quickly. If you’re hungry for something great tasting RIGHT NOW, then this is for you. A peanut butter and jelly sandwich, with the crust cut off. Or, perhaps if you have the round flat bread, it has no crust already which cuts the production time in half. Add peanut butter to one side, enough to cover the bread, and jelly to the other, as much as you like. I prefer jelly over peanut butter so I adjust the ratio. Glass of milk on the side is a perfect compliment to the peanut butter. Don’t ask why, it just is. BUT. Pay attention. If you happen to have brownies, add it in. a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with brownie is the most glorious thing ever. You may need two glasses of milk now. And tissues, to wipe the tears of joy from your face as you eat the heavenly thing you have just created. Most people’s response to a PB&J with more B is that of disdain. I don’t like those people. They are sad, uniform; every day is just another day kinda people. Every day is NOT just another day when your day involves eating a special PB&J.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Good food review
Well. A review of good food is pretty easy. My favorite food happens to be a pb&j with the crust cut off, a breakfast club quote, but true nonetheless. I make this myself, so no restaurant review for that. My favorite restaurant will probably be Brazzaz. Its one of those brazilion steak houses where they walk around to your table with big ole cuts of meat. They ask you if you would like to try some ______ to which the polite and only response is “yes” and they carve a piece out and plop it on your plate. Repeat this step about a hundred times, and you are full. I love how it just comes endlessly until you admit defeat and surrender. You never even have to get up. I always hated that about buffets and all you can eat situations. I had to actually get up OUT of my seat to go fill my face with food. Bullhockey I say, bring the meats to ME. This is why I love brazzaz. They just UNDERSTAND me. They get it. The waiters are polite, and the atmosphere is very nice. if a cut of meat you want isn’t being presented to you at a high enough rate, you may also request cuts to be delivered to you. What else do you even need in life? They probably offer meat cutting and chewing services for you as well, though I have never tried them.
King still king?
If this refers to actual kings, I would hope so. If I king were no longer king, he must have been overthrown. Because although I am not completely sure, im fairly confident kings serve for life. If a king was no longer king, he would have to have been a terrible leader, or the victim of some cruel and uncalled for civil unrest that took away his king ship. The fact that he is still alive to be able to be not a king is also worth mentioning. Perhaps he wasn’t overthrown, maybe he stepped down and is peacefully living out his days in some Scottish countryside, watching the cows eat grass and the bagpipes play their little songs that they play. I have never heard of a king stepping down, so this is not very likely at all. Maybe he is still king, then the answer to the question would be yes, the king is still king. Maybe this is a common greeting in some places, or perhaps a sarcastic statement. Such as “did you take out the trash billy?” (sarcastically) billy-“is the king still king?” this would be such a good thing to say if we had a king! I would use it daily. Alas, we do not possess one, our king, which we never had, is not still king. That satirical statement remains forever barred from me and my using of it shunned, unless we adopt that kind of government.
Im a shoe
It would suck to be a shoe. Feet are naturally not very nice appendages of the body, but after walking around all day, they are less than nice. Their practically inhuman. And the SOLE (get it? Sole?) purpose of a shoe is to be stepped in. and perhaps you all are different, but I cast my shoes aside when I am done uncaringly and unlovingly. The shoes must feel so used and abused, so neglected, if they had the minds and the ability to form thought and move, im sure they would organize a revolt for the poor living and working conditions they endure day in and day out. Some get worn down so much they fall apart. Where do they go? Some sort of shoe retirement home? Nope. The garbage. Then they are replaced and forgotten, in shambles, alone in the trash bag until they disintegrate a millennia from now, back into the earth from whence they came. If I were a shoe, id be really angry, all the time. It would be difficult to hold a conversation with me because I would be so mad, and I would be a shoe. Next time your out walking, show a little love to your shoes. Give them a holler and a say hello. How is your day shoe? Tell it a joke perhaps.
Globalization
I love it. I love the idea of being able to share ideas with other countries easily and quickly. I love the idea that ideas can be shared with everyone in the world very quickly. I also love how a specialized good developed in china, say, an xbox 7200, can be in my house for a very low price. Anyone who criticizes this glorious process is probably citing people, not the system itself. Hate the players, not the game itself. If globalism has drawbacks, it arises from the people, not the system itself. All those people who yell about the “big corporations” taking over the world. I look at them funny. I personally love big business. A business is able to become “big” by being successful. No company in the world exists to not be successful. But the ones that DO become successful, are then hailed as demons of the world. Just like people who support non mainstream artists who the second they make it big and finally become successful like they want to, the people hate them for “selling out”. I dislike those people, they are confused about how the world is and how it operates. The international connectivity between countries and the businesses therein is great for the world. If your country makes really crappy bread but great toasters, share your bread in exchange for another countries great toasters, and you have the best of both worlds now.
Sports in my life
Seeing as I don’t play any sports myself, besides the occasional casual football game with friends, sports aren’t a very big part of my life. I watch my favorite teams play football, their names being the chargers and bears, but after that brutal loss to the packers, the bears position on this list is looking quite precarious indeed. Some people, such as the people who posted videos of them burning cutler jerseys after the bears game, are deeply involved with sports, much more so than i. I cannot picture myself burning a sports jersey because I am upset a player I have never met in my life. I personally cannot perform anywhere NEAR a professionals level at football, so who am I to criticize someones playing during a game, however terrible it is. A hater, that’s who I would be. No one likes a hater. This holds true for other sports as well, but I cite football because it’s the one sport I know best. I don’t even remotely get into baseball or soccer games as much as I do good ole football. Football isn’t always on my mind, all I ever think about, and its not even a good protion of my life, I enjoy it, just like I enjoy movies and playing poker, and I guess it plays an equal, if not lesser role in my life than those activities do.
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