The Pickled Cheese Mirri: birth, miracles, resurrection.
Well the weekand seems to have been the stuff stars hearts and horseshoes are made of, complete with cereal-selling leprachauns who run away in fear of rape or robbery. But in a good way?
If there is one thing I think that this weekand revolved around though, it was most surely not tiny colored marshmellows but rather the recreation of a sandwitch i invented in portland and if possibly the best sandwitch in the entire world. It was in fact invented the day of the imfamous thrirty-or-less mile hike I took unexpectantly. I bought the ingrediants for it on friday before going to my parents to eat and carting my sister and her boyfriend with me off to no shame.
yesterday I made one for arlen and he helped me come up with the name for it, "The Pickled Cheese Mirri". Because I am a kind soul with a soft and squishy heart to go along with gorgeous fluid legs that go all the way down to the floor I will give you all the recipe now:
The Pickled Cheese Mirri
1 everything bagel
2-4 pieces salami
some brie
pepperoncini
pickled ginger
Take one everything bagel and lightly toast it, slicing in twade. Place 2-4 pieces of thin salami on one half, then spread brie cheese liberally. Heating brie and salami in microwave for about 30 seconds should help with this. Then put on two or so pepperoncinis and pickled ginger to your preferance. I advise a lot. pickled ginger is the unsung hero of sandwitch condiments. Also a little russian mustard tastes good on this sandwitch but is not required by any means.
Arlen was the first non-me tester of this sandwitch and claimed it to be both tasty and filling. So I win.
But the actual weekand. Well we had the first no shame show of the semester and an ok crowd for it really though the show went too long and some of the best skits were actually done by paperback rhino who were just there to promote themselves. Luke did a good piece, and I sun a song and sold a cd. The intoduction to the show seems to just always go on forever and I don't know how to stop it really. Everyone's just so disorganized and hesitant that I usually end up taking control and trying to steam through what we need to say, but then no one else will fill in the blanks i leave for them in time, or they keep diverting to try and say funny things. Which is ok, but shit it makes things too long. It was an ok first show considering how things have been lately though, and I was happy to be wearing some killer thigh high socks cause the theater was like an icebox.
Yesterday as I said I hung out with Arlen and made him a sandwitch. the idea was for us to go on a walk since we haven't really hung out in like six months aside from when travis and I picked him up from the airport. We did go on a walk kind of, but I'm pretty hardcore about walking so from his house to mine, the cemetary down the block, then the n. dodge hyvee to get bagels and back doesn't really seem like much to me. We were doing it for about 40 minutes or so though. Yeah. I guess thats a pretty good walk. It was good to hang out and I was happy about it cause since our seris of fallings out the friendship has been kind of fairweather, but it was a fun. I ended up walking all the way out to the red java house out by the sycamore mall though afterwards cause i wanted to walk more and did some reading before preparing to get fantastically drunk with friendesessess at the hilltop for lydias going forgein exchange away thing.
Lydia. I miss you already and you're not even reading this from spain yet.
I think you mostache was better than mine.
So far my day today is a pickled cheese mirri for lunch while wearing my freddy crugar (s/p?) sweater adn preparing to see inkheart with kirsten, play some guitar, and write a paper about elements of representation in the movie "blood diamond" at work.
So on behalf of everyone else here on the Red Green show. "I'm pulling for you, we're all in this together. So keep your stick on the ice."