Sunday, June 5, 2011

6-5-2011



Whenever I have to wake up for something at an outrageously early time in the morning, I always think that it feels like getting up to go fishing when I was a little kid. So when I had to wake up at an outrageously early time this morning, it was pretty awesome that it was to actually go fishing this time. This is a large mouth bass' large mouth. Whenever I catch a fish it feels pretty much exactly like this YouTube video. This fish is bu'iful. We also caught a much larger species of fish. Actually, this one was pretty huge. Totally unrelated to anything, this makes me like CVS and look, a baby deer.

Totally unrelated to baby deer (I hope) are tacos. If you've read my blog (a lot) before, you probably already know that greasy, street food tacos are my favorite food pretty much ever. I always try and find them wherever I go when I'm out of town because Cleveland apparently has a ban on authentic tacos. For a while now, I've heard rumors of such tacos in Akron, but I never investigated due to my non-meat eating. Today, my curiosity overcame my desire to be healthy and we went searching for taco trucks. Holy OMG this-is-a-big-deal. I though I pretty much had to fly to Arizona for good tacos with corn tortillas, cilantro, onions, lime and real salsas. Driving to Akron is way cheaper. This view is pretty much all I ever want to see. I want tacos right now.

Since we were already past the boundaries of our typical habitat (who am I kidding...we go everywhere all the time anyway), we went a little further to visit Nicole's parents and pick up some mouse traps. We have the strong suspicion that there's a mouse in our house and possibly its children and spouse. We aren't excited about the prospect of playing exterminator, but to prepare us, Nicole's dad took us to visit his barn mouse and mouse babies. I was mad that a mouse decided to move into garage without paying rent at first, but these are kind of cute and I really don't want to kill things that look like this...so maybe they'll just go away.

After leaving Nicole's parents we continued our insatiable quest for tacos, which brought us here. Beyond "charming" decor, and fancy spiced chips and really hot salsa this place gets points for having horchata (another thing which doesn't seem to exist anywhere in Cleveland). I don't know if anyone has ever overdosed on grilled meat and tortillas, but I gave it my best shot to try and be the first.

More totally unrelated things, I figured out how to make my nerd shoes even nerdier, and look at the veins popping out of my bony arms! Why am I being so butch and building things with my bare hands? I'll show you tomorrow.