I fucking love casserole

In case I can’t actually make it through the next week:

That’s about all I can muster for this years Movember.  I also need to learn how to take a picture of myself.

There are two things I want to talk about this week.

First, its Thanksgiving and instead of talking about history or cool obscure holidays we should be celebrating. I want to talk about one of the greatest culinary dishes in the world.  Yes, I’m talking about green bean casserole.  Beautiful in it’s simplicity and complex in taste, green bean casserole is in a word scrumtrulecent.  It makes sense the ingredients speak for themselves: green beans, mushroom soup, onions and, if you are me, cheese with a bit of pepper or spice.  I can’t talk about it anymore, I’m stuffed to the brim from dinner this afternoon but just thinking about that tasty dish has got my mouth watering.  So today, or sometime soon, cast of your caloric worries and chow down because this is america goddmanit and its thanks giving.

Second, it is now officially the holiday season.  You know what that means?  Christmas beer.  I have to thank my friends from Cal Poly for this one, I don’t think we invented it but looking at the desert that is google search results who knows.  If anyone knows for sure where this magical concoction originated I would love to know.  I’m getting sidetracked, the point of this is to inform.  The ritual goes that you take an ice cold coors light, drink one nice gulp off the top  (I hope you’re all still with me because this is where it gets weird, but you have to trust me) now refill the can/glass/stein/boot/etc. with peppermint shnapps.  It may not be classy and it might give you a wicked hangover but it tastes like york mints had sex with a candy can and made it a bubbly drink.  Don’t knock it till you try it.

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THE LIST

Highest up I played snappa: the second story roof of a house in SLO

Thanksgiving dinners eaten: 2

Mohawks cut: 1

Realizing that between my dirty ‘stache and floppy mohawk I was never going to meet a woman again: priceless

Reason I didn’t get anything done this week: Supernatural (two brothers in a 67 impala killing demons with a magic 1832 colt peacemaker, basically the x-files with less bullshit skepticism from scully, how did I miss this?!)

Best example of why I was never going to be a mathematician or programmer: http://anttila.ca/michael/100prisoners/

How I plan to answer my phone for the next month: http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_luw06vt7Hw1r6df1co1_500.gif

Shit I plan to do for BLACK FRIDAY: nothing…maybe baseball

Something you would not believe unless you were there: A dude in a dress on Monday in Hermosa Beach singing Cindy Loper’s True Colors

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

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