First night of break! That's when I stay home!
It's been too long, dedicated readers! I can't muster the brain firepower to come up with something entertaining, I'm losing my edge. But I still do want to entertain you, oh my friends. So, on with it!
Tonight I'm heating up a "Freschetta" frozen pizza for dinner. (Is freschetta even an Italian word? Just something that sounded exotic and "fresh"?) They're all right, as far as frozen pizzas go. Consumer reports thinks highly of them. Yes, I sometimes consult consumer reports when deciding what to eat. (Understand that I made that up)
I got pepperoni, which is pretty pedestrian of me. But the point of the story begins here: This type of frozen pizza always has pepperoni-distribution problems, so after it has been cooking long enough for the pizza ice age to end, I open the oven and redistribute the toppings with a fork. Today's pepperonis were on the slippery side, so I wound up reaching into the 400 degree oven for probably longer than is good for you. I think my fingernails melted.
I've got a few choices to finish up the entry:
1. talk about the same thing as everyone else, increasing the ambient hostility and "I'm so sick of hearing about it"
2. pretend that nothing else worth mentioning happened.
These choices suck, much like another recent choice I am pretending didn't happen but am still concerned about. Some good news? Getting a new drum set soon, liking life overall, and it is against the law for President Bush to run for president again. I also read that 88% of Bush's support came from white voters. And in 50 years, America will no longer have a white majority. Hey, 50 years isn't such a long time! If
you're ten years old and reading this, your golden years will be truly golden and you will be well cared for in your old age. :-D
This update is just a repercussion of reading all my past entries, and wanting to keep a few people involved in my life. I mean, that's a good enough reason.
Tonight I'm heating up a "Freschetta" frozen pizza for dinner. (Is freschetta even an Italian word? Just something that sounded exotic and "fresh"?) They're all right, as far as frozen pizzas go. Consumer reports thinks highly of them. Yes, I sometimes consult consumer reports when deciding what to eat. (Understand that I made that up)
I got pepperoni, which is pretty pedestrian of me. But the point of the story begins here: This type of frozen pizza always has pepperoni-distribution problems, so after it has been cooking long enough for the pizza ice age to end, I open the oven and redistribute the toppings with a fork. Today's pepperonis were on the slippery side, so I wound up reaching into the 400 degree oven for probably longer than is good for you. I think my fingernails melted.
I've got a few choices to finish up the entry:
1. talk about the same thing as everyone else, increasing the ambient hostility and "I'm so sick of hearing about it"
2. pretend that nothing else worth mentioning happened.
These choices suck, much like another recent choice I am pretending didn't happen but am still concerned about. Some good news? Getting a new drum set soon, liking life overall, and it is against the law for President Bush to run for president again. I also read that 88% of Bush's support came from white voters. And in 50 years, America will no longer have a white majority. Hey, 50 years isn't such a long time! If
you're ten years old and reading this, your golden years will be truly golden and you will be well cared for in your old age. :-D
This update is just a repercussion of reading all my past entries, and wanting to keep a few people involved in my life. I mean, that's a good enough reason.