Friday, January 14, 2011

Hiatus

I'll be back one day 'ol Blog, one day soon 'ol Bloggie. Mibb ya.

Friday, January 8, 2010

Pizza Hut, I mean Pizza Smut


Sold their soul. A fan since birth, my Mom blended up Pizza Hut pan pie in the blender and fed me with a spoon... I am no longer such fan. No my Mom didn't really, although that woulda been a bit rad. Let's reminisce a moment; the white plastic table top looking things carefully placed in the bullseye of the pie, that kept their precious quality pizza from even touching the top side of the cardboard pizza box. Damn us, if we let our cheese and toppings misalign just one bit after getting squashed against the cardboard.

This new campaign, any size, any topping, any crust for $10 joy and happiness; would be better off rephrased; any nightmare, any travesty, any mystery meat, any frozen fake vegetable you ever so desire, and slightly seasoned ketchup equals... Give me $10 now plus tax.

It's TRBL (go ahead announciate that, don't read it as T-R-B-L) as Charles Barkley would say. I miss the heap of oily dough, stringy cheese, and predictable red sauce. It formed such a greasy-heavenly-perfect mess.

Mass production, I hate you. Don't be lured in. Never stray from Jet's Pizza, I never should have that fateful night, but at least - lesson learned.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Here we don't chug wine...

...typically. Our alter ego's may chug wine in drinking games, any time, any day.

Fine wine, and everything you're a part of, we've been there.

Cheap wine, and everything we are, hello. Here we enjoy cheap wine, we enjoy free music, we enjoy thrifty fashions, we enjoy travel in our minds, but we do enjoy love. We enjoy all that we have and all that we are.

Here we will enjoy fine wine, we will enjoy live music, we will enjoy high fashion, we will enjoy frequent travel, and we will always enjoy love. We will enjoy all the fruitful things life has to offer; here, still..

The past, the present, the future. Our life composed; by wine.

As part of the meantime, believe me were fine. If I can chug cheap wine in drinking games with my friends, I'm fine. We will live the fine wine life another day, and when we do, we will chug it.