Sunday, February 7, 2010

Sunday Morning Musings, Snack Like You Mean It Edition

Hey there kids.


It’s Super Bowl Sunday. I hope you have your snacks ready.

Big ups to E-ve who is going to be at the restaurant during the big game. My prediction is that the bar will be full, there will be lots of beer, chicken wings and nachos ordered and the Colts will win by no less than 6 points.

E-ve is willing to give 3 points in the Colts favour. Which was unexpected, but impressive.

Side note: She’s a great story teller.

I’m in a huge Foo Fighters binge right now. To the point that I’m worried that I’ve disrupted the reading of my co-worker.

Last night was another successful night in the Home Cooking Experiment. I didn’t really do much cooking, but I was able to defeat my craving for shawarma and go with a McCain Rising Crust Pizza. I did add some garlic seasoning and black pepper and a heap of cheese on top before I tossed it in the oven though. Pictures soon to come to Twitter and Facebook.

The good people at Monster Energy Drinks stopped by the store today and dropped off a sample tall boy for each of us. I haven’t cracked into mine yet, but I think it will give me something to sip at for the afternoon.

I have very disappointed in the Sedin twins, Sidney Crosby and Ilya Kovalchuk after yesterday’s hockey action. Between the 4 of them only Sid had 1 single point for my pool.

I have finished the leg work for part 1 of E-ve’s Valentine’s Day surprise. Soon it will be ready to hand over to her in a very cute offering of my love.

Also soon is my birthday. Mark your calendars.

While reading Kevin Smith’s Boring Ass Life last night I started missing Daddy Z as Mr. Smith talked about his last night with his pops and offered the eulogy that he gave. I never thought that Kevin Smith would make me feel like I was going to cry, but he came close.

I almost rocked my suspenders at work today but I was wearing the wrong pants.

I’m thinking about a haircut and a shave but I’m worried that my face will look 17 and my temples will look 40. Le sigh.

I’m missing a lot of sports action right now because the TV at work still isn’t working. Boo.

I’ve been cleaning and organizing at the apartment pretty steadily over the last week or so, and it’s starting to look pretty good. I have to come up with a few ideas to keep things a little more contained, but they’ll come soon enough I think.

The youngest brother Z turns 22 tomorrow. I can’t believe that he’s that grown up now. It boggles my mind.

I think that’s all for now mes amis. With the TV out today and no customers as of yet be prepared for some Twitter and Facebook action.

Happy snacking. Go Colts.

Like wham!

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