Product placement has polluted this blog. It is no longer as punk rock as you had hoped. We all gotta sell out sometime. And now a word from our sponsors... Like you woulda said no? I find this really really funny actually. I know that I'm very influential over all 15 of my regular readers so that's a real testament to our love affair here. I'll whisper more about that into your gnaw-able ears later, I can supposedly watch TV on this thing so that's a priority right now. Interesting thought though, what if this thing kills my little project that I've so lovingly cultivated? Doubt it, I'll pimp this phone for your pleasure, that's my solemn oath. Get ready for more cat videos than you can stand! Hey, I almost forgot, call me sometime 816-352-2238. Better yet, send me an e-mail with your number and I will call you on Sprint's dime, that's the idea. And if you think I sold out too early or cheaply, lemme know and I'll make it up to you somehow.
I asked you to cook my chicken and I failed to give you the complete review. Please check out this photo album for the totally mesmerizing review of the meal, its preparation, and ultimate consumption. If you hadn't guessed by now, Emily was the winning recipe submitter. Her prize will be a random CD selected from my massive archive. The criteria for the CD is that it has to not have been listened to at all by these here ears in the past three years. Hope you like Tracy Chapman buddy.
Dearest fans, readers, and chicken recipe submitters, It is with great sadness that I report to you that tonight... there was no chicken served in the holaolah flat. I returned home from my day in the fields of labor, the market, and library only to find my meat still frosty. Our microwave is simply untrustable when it comes to defrosting items of great import, so we will all just have to sit back and let the icecaps melt from my 12 little chicken legs. You will be pleased to know that a winning recipe was submitted and the proper ingredients were procured at a fair market price from my neighborhood Superfresh. Sorry fellows (Kyle, Mark, and Will) I think you can figure out who won just by the mention of the trip to the grocery store. Thanks for playing and stay tuned for more opportunities to win.
What did I end up eating, you ask? The answer is simple: I foremaned up a Trader Joe's Nirvana Burger and a bunch of asparagus dusted w/black pepper. Light and tasty, that's not usually how I roll, but I wanted to watch the Live Aid DVD I got from the library on a full stomach. That's not meant to be taken as callously as it sounds. I just wanted to hurry up and eat and get back to the 80s.
Someday I will leave my exile off main street and report some real big city news for you. Consider these my wilderness years dear brethren. I am honing my skills, waiting for my call.
One more thought before I get back to Bryan Adams (because "kids wanna rock")... yesterday thoughts turned to rednecks via my blog reading and a viewing of "Easy Rider." I got to thinking that back in the day, a double-feature of "Deliverance" and the previously mentioned film would have made for a very interesting and freaky experience.
Yesterday I told you that I found a wallet while in NYC. Today I tell you that Matthew, the owner of the wallet, called me to claim it. Kudos to the Blockbuster in Astoria, NY for calling their faithful customer and alerting him to my lucky find. Matt's wallet is now speeding its way back to him... and I couldn't help but add a little treat to his package to make up for his recent loss. Hopefully he'll be visiting us here very soon.
If I'd have thought about it for more than 2 minutes I probably should have sent Matt a new chain wallet. I lost a wallet once, and henceforth I've opted for the chain. So don't go thinking it's a fashion statement on my part, it's just off the shelf dummy-proofing.
DJG did not end up traveling with us to the show but I did take a few pictures as promised. Movies With Heroes rocked the house, nuff said. Oh, and I found a wallet in the street that I'm in the process of returning to its rightful owner. I thought I could be all slick and stuff and track him down by using google, his Delta Air Miles card and student ID. In the end the path of least resistance won out -- his Blockbuster card. More on that in the near future. Believe it or not, I am resolved to getting more sleep these days.
Today we burried our dear friend and surrogate mom, Ruth Thomas. It was a hard day. We sent her off in style and celebrated her life. Lots of tears. A few laughs. Much joy. We'll miss her, but I don't think she'd want us to do that. It's hard to find comfort right now. For me, heaven has become sort of abstract, out there, pie in the sky. To find comfort you've got to think about it in simple terms, it's not easy for me to do that these days.
Last week I asked you to pray for my friend Ruth Thomas who was dying of cancer. Ruth found peace late Friday Morning. Please continue to pray for her family during this tough time. Here is a link to Ruth's obituary that appeared in today's Lancaster Intelligencer Journal.
Ruth taught me a lot about grace and hope through the way she lived her life despite her illness. She was always more concerned for others than herself. She also had a great sense of humor and always found a way to tease me about something. I'm growing a pretty scraggly beard right now and just know that if she were here to see it she'd say, "What's up with your patches? Did you miss some spots shaving and just decide to call it quits?"