For those who are unaware, McDonald’s has the secret best coffee. Follow this fine example and ditch the Tim’s for the really good stuff. Also I think it’s probably safe to take pictures in the drive-thru lane.
Category: Foodstuffs
My pebbles!
This image is my desktop background. It serves as a stern reminder that I live in the wrong country.
He’s famous for a reason
It’s tradition for me to take a couple trips down to either Grand Forks or Fargo in a year. The last few years it’s been for our anniversary in April, and then once again just for fun in the fall. Whether we’re going to make it down again this year is unclear (though unlikely), but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m jonesing for some Famous Dave’s.
Oh yeah, that looks so good. If you haven’t been to Dave’s, I recommend you make it a priority. There aren’t many restaurants I’ve been to that serve so much food that I have trouble cleaning my plate, but Dave’s is one. Actually, it might be the only one. One time I took home the lasagna from my Tour of Italy, but I suspect that was because I was saving room for dessert.
If you’re still not sold, every time any of the members of my immediate family go down to the states, at least a couple bottles of Dave’s BBQ sauce come back with them.
RDRR
It’s hard to type and eat a Subway sandwich at the same time.
I dunno. I guess when I took the picture I thought that was a hilarious line. Derp.
It’s just a box
Tim Horton’s has had many themed timbit boxes over the years, but I’m going to go ahead and say this one is the best. It’s just so adorable! The ghost’s mouth is strawberry jam! I don’t know if they’ve used it before, as I don’t usually take note of this kind of thing, but I just couldn’t resist taking a picture of this one. Also I am reading The Forever War by Joe Haldeman, and it is so great. I don’t do much reading these days (which really is a shame), so you know I’ve got something special if I find it worth mentioning. So good.
Wow, it’s been quite some time since I’ve blogged about anything Tim Horton’s, hasn’t it? Reading those old posts from when I used to work there really takes me back…
Pictures of cupcakes
By popular request:
Wait a minute… This is what Google Image Search is for! Go find your own damn cupcakes.
That’s not a real bone!
I’ve spent a considerable chunk of my Sunday morning perusing the Commercial Download Center at X-Entertainment, and man it is hitting my nostalgia bone hard. And that’s actually really weird, because I would have been 3 years old at most when any of these commercial actually aired. I guess maybe it’s the fact that they really don’t make advertisements like they used to. Where have all the silly cartoon mascots and stupid jingles gone? Not to mention the terrible acting and special effects. Commercials just don’t catch my interest the way they used to; I watched the McDonald’s commercial and immediately craved McDonald’s. Nowadays I’m pretty sure McDonald’s ads aren’t even allowed to show food (though technically, in this specific commercial all the foodstuffs are puppets).
The other thing that struck me is just how retarded some of these marketing campaigns are. “Underoos are neat to wear!”? Really? “Neat” is the best word you could come up with the describe your product? Even “fun” would have been less stupid. Don’t even get me started on the Pringles ad.
Why didn’t they bring back the “You can smile, America, with Chuck E Cheese!” commercial after 9/11? Totally would have revived the franchise. (Still too soon?)
The fact of the matter here it that in retrospect, I love this cheesiness. It’s great, and gives me the warm fuzzies all over. I truly miss the days when Ronald hung out with McNugget puppets instead of “healthy lifestyle” kids. And I miss cereal box giveaways sooooooooo much. If I’m ever in charge of a cereal, there’s damn well gonna be toys in those boxes. Fuck anyone who tries to stop me.
I also miss the days when I would spend, well, entire days reading X-E. Matt’s completely done away with the front page (beat him to that years ago) and any sort of complete articles now, and made it so that the blog is the main event. Not that I don’t like the blog, it’s still totally X-E, but I like to dig up the old articles once in a while and reminisce about simpler times. Now there are no article links anywhere and I don’t remember the naming scheme he used for the files so I can’t find any! Augh! I’m sure I have links to many of them in my own backlog, but damned if I’ll be searching there. It’s almost nine years worth of nonsense now!
Three things I like that start with “P”
1. Pepsi
2. Pita Pit
3. Posting bloggety stuff in advance through WordPress. The last week of blogging? All written and posted on the 21st. I almost want to go back to 2002 and stab past me in the face for not figuring out how to use this. Or, at least, past me whenever it was that I bought webspace. I don’t think Angelfire would have supported WordPress back then. I’m not even interested enough to find out if they do now.
This is where we’re meant to be
My goodness, it’s been a while since I posted an image here. That big wall of text is all well and good, but best to make sure there’s some pretty pictures in there the keep the dumber visitors happy. How about one that I made all by myself?
I may not have mentioned it, I really can’t be bothered to remember, but there’s currently a weight loss contest going on in my workspace. It’s been so gracefully dubbed “Fattypalooza” and I’ve been more interested in funny situations that arise from it than actually getting the weight off. Remember the cheesecake I told you about two posts ago? That’s this one here.
Also, referencing Pokémon makes everything better.
Really, really fat
It’s potluck day at work. I’ve already eaten enough perogies and veggies that I’m surprised my co-workers don’t have to roll me around. I’m trying to lose weight for the wedding, and going back for more would be very counter-productive to that cause.
But there is a cheesecake in the lunch room.
It beckons me. I can hear it calling; its sweet, gooey voice echoing in my mind.
I don’t know how much longer I can resist…
Itchy. Tasty.