3-12-2011

Baby Lily called today to tell Nicole that it was time to open her present and begin Bearcub Birthday Celebration Week 2011. Her rabbit teeth mean she was satisfied with Nicole's reaction to her gift. Our cats were also very satisfied with the gift (if you include the packaging). Mushroom announced to the neighborhood that she had cotton candy and they don't while Sienna was in and out. This is a way better gift than what I got for Nicole. Who doesn't want a machine that turns these pink rocks into candy? Cooking candy for breakfast. Another pinkies out food. I thought we should probably go to a diner to have real breakfast before continuing our cotton candy mission. See, the machine not only runs on pink rocks, but can turn pretty much any kind of hard candy into cotton candy. That's where this place comes in. What are we doing here? Filling baskets of course. I can't even explain how many aisles of full of candy this store has. It's like the Costo or Ikea of candy. They have bulk candy that you buy by how many pounds you want to add to your gut. They have so much candy that Nicole had to call people to even know what to do with it all. Remember that empty basket? This picture doesn't really show how full it got. It got so heavy that I think Nicole only quit shopping because her arm got too tired to hold it anymore. This is what rootbeer candy that I smashed with a wrench looks like. This is what rootbeer cotton candy floating in the atmosphere looks like. Mushroom likes it, but not as much as Sienna. Neither of them like cotton candy as much as Nicole likes her new birthday shoes. Then we did dinner and art show stuff that I didn't take pictures of. Nicole had me drink the horse because she liked how the bottle looked. I like how this looked.

3-11-2011

After a number of word of mouth recommendations to come here, we took Cheeseburger Tour to Burgers-N-Beer. After hearing so many people rave about their burgers, we were curious to know why they were so special. First, they come on garlic bread, and though it looks like a normal burger patty, they're actually stuffed with stuff like cheese or peppers. I think the pinkie out is Nicole's gesture of approval. I also learned that onion rings with honey mustard are worth clogging arteries for.

3-10-2011

Do you remember my co-worker's head from 4-12-10? Well that head came to work today looking like this. Do you remember that knife I got last weekend? I think you know where this is going. "Look! It's working!" "Maybe we should try something sharper." Now I'm not quite sure when or how it happened exactly...but this is pretty clear proof that I'm not old enough to be allowed to own sharp objects. Sorry, Jared. "All better now!"

I can't get away from things that look like bloody crime scenes today. I spent my night making a mess in an empty diner.

3-9-2011

So I've posted before about going to see bands just for the nostalgia factor. Seeing Mineral play a show would be the absolute ultimate for this, but I doubt that this will ever happen. The second best band to me would probably be The Get Up Kids. They just released a new album, so I was really on the fence about going at all. I didn't want to go see one of my favorite bands ever just to have my memory of them ruined by...we'll I'll try and explain better as we go. So after researching the setlists of their most recent shows online, I was satisfied that they would play enough of their "classics" for me to impulsively throw down on ticket money. Long story short, the show was really fun. Lots of hand claps and sing alongs which can only be expected from a crowd full of people who have spent the last fourteen years in love with some of the catchiest and most fun teenage angst ridden songs ever written. The only bummer were the new songs. I feel really bad saying that though so let me try and clarify. To the crowd (including me), The Get Up Kids are totally reminiscent of formative years and teenage experiences. I mean, all the lyrics are about formative years and teenage experiences. So it's fun to take a step back in time and fondly recollect those feelings and memories. To the band, I think the situation is significantly different. The band didn't lock themselves away in a high school year book, they grew up just like everyone else...probably more than everyone else really with all the touring and public attention as the "big deal band" of an entire musical genre. So after a long hiatus doing real life stuff, I feel really bad that they would slave away trying to write, record, release and tour on music that I'm sure is much more relevant to the current state of what they're about, just to have drunk dudes that wish they were still in high school yelling "play your old shit!" in the middle of a song (I swear that wasn't me...though I might have been thinking it too). I'm sure the last thing the band really wants to do is play the same ten songs they've been playing for the past fourteen years over and over again. A few times in the show I wondered if they were kind of just over it. I don't really know why I'm getting all introspective writing all this nonsense about the career arc of a band, so here are the pictures from the show. Needless to say, I still love TGUK.

Bass
Keys
Guitar
Chucks

Jim Suptic
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Robert Pope
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Ryan Pope
two (note the Steve Zissou looking creeper in the background. That's their keyboard player. I think they're embarassed of him because they made him play the whole show in a dark corner in the back).

Matthew Pryor
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four got me spotted

3-8-2011

After yesterday's Blue Screen adventure, it's only fitting that I would wake up to another colorful message.

This is not a donut. It is a Pączki. Every year, people observe a hallowed day of gluttony called Fat Tuesday. This is the kind of religious behaviour that I can get into. In addition to the international celebration of Mardi Gras, there's also a much more localized Midwest tradition of Pączki Day, introduced to the region by Polish immigrants. You can read all about this on Wikipedia (which is where I'm getting my information from anyway), but all I'm saying is that there's a Fancy Donut religion and I'm way into participating.

3-7-2011

Childhood Jon looks over my work computer as it Blue Screen of Dies. Happy Monday!

P.s. I'm uploading more cat pictures because I think they're funny.

3-6-2011

I woke up this morning and saw something strange on my car. Upon further investigation, the flock of turkey vultures that live in my back yard came back from their seasonal vacation too soon, and got snowed and freezing rained on their backs all last night. The big birds were shivering cold and having a hard time flying (without crashing into cars).

Here are some more since it seems like they're flying again now.

3-5-2011

I took way too many pictures today, so I'm going to try and keep this as concise as possible. We woke up way too early on a weekend to get in a car and drive to the tropical paradise of Erie Pennsylvania. First stop was a place called Big Woodie's with digital signage advertising throwing stars, pepper spray, stun guns, and swords in the window. They weren't lying about anything. Especially the swords. It was a bit like being a kid in a candy store...but it was literally a candy store too. I almost bought this knife from this gentleman. Knives are made for cutting things, but luckily Antoinette was already considering bleeding a lot today. Considering this. This is what a tattoo shop looks like in a power outage. The power came back on and stayed on for Joel to draw flowers with his flower machine and Antoinette to bleed some more. Maybe she took a nap. I wandered around with a camera (imagine that). I found tubes and Ben. Woody went to the spa to get his legs shaved, and Victor colored. Yesterday I said Cheeseburger Tour was canceled this weekend, but that was only partially true. This is the Erie Co-Op's cafe, the home of my favorite lentil and nut veggie burger ever anywhere. Ladies eat with their pinkies out. I think this face means Nicole likes it, even if it's not made out of animal. Knives Out the gang. We stayed until night time then it was back in the car with shanks and Shamrock Shakes. The End.

3-4-2011

Unfortunately Cheeseburger Tour is canceled this weekend. We'll be doing other stuff so it just wont be possible. To make up for the lack of ritualistically eating a copious amount of meat this weekend, we're eating a copious amount of meat tonight! I think that short of Brazilian barbecue, which is the absolute ultimate in carnivorous decadence, Korean barbecue comes in as a close second. So of course, that's where we're going. Beyond the giant pile of meat that you grill yourself and cut with scissors, I'm really into all the little pickled dishes that they give you on the side. And the garlic. So much garlic. I guess there's a whole technique to how you're supposed to combine the ingredients into a little lettuce wrap/ball/bite. I'm bad at all of that. I just make this then shove it in the gaping hole in my face. I suggest everyone does this as much as possible. I don't know why there aren't more Korean barbecue restaurants all over the place around here. I really think someone should just rename all of those hard to pronounce dishes and make a truck load of money selling this stuff to all the white people in the suburbs. On the topic of renaming things, my blog should really be called I Eat Every Day.

3-3-2011

Get your sweet tooth and insulin ready everyone, your glucose level is about to explode. I'm always really into seasonal foods. It's fun to eat fresh ingredients and know that you're having them at their peak time of year. Normally this concept only applies to higher end restaurants, but at this special time of year it applies to the lowest level of fast food in the world. McDonald's. Clovers are apparently in season, so it's time celebrate with electric green, Leprechaun flavored milk shakes. This is pretty much a national holiday to me. Seriously, look at the tubes full of Leprechaun concentrate pumping into that ice cream. Even the Jetsons didn't imagine technology like this. To top it all off, they put a cherry on top now. The last time I got one of these it came in a paper cup and wasn't nearly this flourecent.

Speaking of things topped with cherries, Nicole has gone cupcake crazy. In addition to the same marshmallow vanilla bean cherry ones she made last time, she also made new chocolate s'more with graham cracker bear ones (is that vegetarian?). A landscape of cupcakes fading off into the distance.

I'm sure you don't care about pictures of my cats playing and being crazy, but Nicole and I think they're hilarious, so I'm putting them on here anyway. Sorry if that makes you mad.

3-2-2011

Sometimes it drives me absolutely crazy to think that someone somewhere is currently having the best night of their whole entire life while I'm stuck in my house taking pictures of the Night Fury that lives above my TV.*


*This is not to say that I'm not fond of the Night Fury that lives above my TV because I like him a lot.

3-1-2011

After a full year and two months of doing this blog nonsense, I don't think that going to eat grilled cheese with friends really requires any kind of explanation any more.

2-28-2011

Monday nights are never interesting. Like doing laundry is the most interesting highlight of the evening. I'm still doing my best to make things interesting.

2-27-2011

So my mother would be a lot happier if I went to church as often as I went to brunch on Sundays. Too bad for her, I like fancy eggs and coffee much more than sitting on a bench for hours. Did you see that the coffee came with raw sugar? I don't use sugar in my coffee, but it kind of makes me wish that I did. Nicole quickly came up with a solution for what to do with the sugar. Her drink even came with its own sugar already on it. She's also fond of fancy eggs.

I do realize that we go to brunch religiously every Sunday. We kind of do a lot of ritualistic things every weekend like looking at antiques. We do this so much that I end up taking pictures of the same things over and over. Meet Gatspy the antique cat. He's been on my blog before on 2-3-10 and 7-25-10. He really likes me. If I don't pet him enough, he pets me, and if that doesn't work he just yells until he gets his way. Back to the looking. I looked at this little guy, and a pig with a gold tongue while Nicole found a painting that she liked.

Another ritualistic weekend event is Cheeseburger Tour! Did you think we forgot or something? We've been going to the Akron area a lot recently, but today we're back at home base in Clehlann Ohia. Like right in the middle of it to go to Johnny's Little Bar & Grille. It is indeed a bar and it is pretty little. The grille part is responsible for what they call the "best cheeseburger in town." I don't know if I would go that far, but it was very good quality meat, and its simple plainness immediately reminded me of summertime cookouts in a backyard. And at this time of year, I'm pretty much in love with anything at all that makes me not think about winter and snow and being miserable.