tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90676389962067726312024-02-18T17:43:13.794-08:00Lettuce Tomatoes Pickles Onions HotsLTPOH = The perfect combination of sub toppings. This is Jeff's blog. A really dumb blog.jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-27299149962512915282013-12-04T13:24:00.000-08:002013-12-11T12:02:46.259-08:00Game Six and Parade<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
So I saw my favorite team win their championship in front of my face a little while ago. Here's a bunch of pictures of it. Warning, I grew a horrible beard for the playoffs. It was the first and only beard I will ever grow, so my beard is retiring undefeated. Anyway, sorry for having to look at my horrible beard.</div>
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Earlier that day was dress up for Halloween at Connor's school. Afterward we went to Mighty Subs and they gave Choo-Choo Conductor Connor a cookie:</div>
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We got a chicken parm sub:</div>
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We got a large, and that picture above is only half of it. I was eating it throughout the next day. I took the train into Back Bay, then rented a Hubway and biked to Fenway. Mine was the first bike to show up at the Fenway Hubway station, so I took a picture:<br />
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The beard is pretty horrible. I mentioned it was horrible earlier, so you were expecting it to be bad, but it's probably worse than you thought it would be, right? I walked around and took a picture of the new Yaz statue:</div>
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The statue is from Yaz Day of him doffing his cap in his last game. I was in the stands that day as an eight year old.<br />
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I went to Lansdowne Street, and the game-of-day tickets line was by far the biggest I ever saw it:<br />
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I can't imagine there were very many tickets made available later, so most of those people waited for nothing. I didn't want to have to make any food runs during the game, and my favorite burrito shop, El Pelon Taqueria, is nearby. So I got a burrito:<br />
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I had arrived early and had some time to kill so I grabbed another Hubway and off I went. Bay State Road had parking restrictions, and it was weird seeing it without any cars:<br />
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Then I went to the Esplanade:<br />
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I have to say for late October, the weather couldn't have been nicer. I brought a ski hat and gloves for the game later, and didn't end up needing either. Gates were going to open soon, so I went back to Fenway and ran into Steve Horgan the bullpen police officer. He was Horganing every five feet for people:<br />
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I met my friends Kristen and Scott, and their son Jackson. I almost got a batting practice ball, it rolled around, and hit my foot. I was looking down and saw a kid's arms trying to get it so I focused on just blocking the people from behind me from getting it. The kid's arms that I saw grabbed it. I looked up to give Jackson a high five, and it was some other kid who had raced in and got it. Anyway, this was my view from my seat:<br />
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I was sitting with Kristen, while Scott and Jackson were a couple sections closer. Here's another pre-game shot of Luis Tiant and Carlton Fisk throwing out the first pitch:<br />
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I made a point of not taking many pictures during the game so as not to miss anything. If you want pictures of the game, watch the game on TV.<br />
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The game was awesome as you can imagine. I was really nervous during the day and thought it would be nerve wracking watching the game. But once it started, I felt rather calm. Much calmer than I would've been at home. Not having to listen to Tim McCarver probably helped.<br />
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Anyway, late in the game I took a picture of the Cardinals' Fan section. There was one section that would erupt whenever the Cardinals had a good play (which wasn't very often - zing). So I thought it was funny it was almost empty before the game was even over:<br />
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This is the moment, late in the ninth inning, when I realized I could shave soon, and it was all worth it to grow my horrible beard:<br />
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Not sure what "worth it" really means though. And yes, I'm listening to the radio play-by-play call on my iPod in the picture. I wasn't messing around at this game. Then they won the world championship in front of my face:<br />
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Bring out the World Series Cup:<br />
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How's that Cardinals section doing?<br />
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Notice how no one else had left? Kristen and I went to Scott and Jackson, around them everyone was standing on their seats so we couldn't see anything. Then a couple right next to Scott and Jackson left. It was great luck as, like I said, no one was leaving. So we were a little closer for the ceremony:<br />
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Then the Smoke Monstah came in:<br />
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That's the back of Kristen's head. It was time to leave and my phone was on like 2% battery at this point, but I did take this picture:<br />
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The walk to Scott and Kristen's car went fairly well, I got to see some idiot fall off a light post and I think we just missed seeing the one car that was later flipped over. They were just rocking it as we went past. I think the scariest part was walking along and all of a sudden the crowd parted and I almost stepped into a giant pile of horse poop. Phew. I took a screencap of the game's win probability later:<br />
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Yup, the beard is still there. I liked to say "I am awaiting further beard instructions" when people would ask when I was going to shave.<br />
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We stopped at the playground and Connor decided to climb up the 20 foot tall play structure, thus terrifying Heather and me:<br />
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We watched the duck boats float by near the science museum. Connor liked yelling out each boat's color and an occasional "Go Red Sox!" which got people yelling.<br />
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Here's the two of us at Connor's first championship parade:<br />
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The three of us:<br />
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It seemed like there were more people than 2004. It was hard to get too close to the parade, but we did pretty well getting close. After all the boats went by we decided to bike to Uburger near Fenway and eat. While walking there, some police went by with sirens on. I looked back and we were about to get our own private parade:<br />
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The duck boats were just heading back to Fenway, not on a publicized route, so there were no other people. I jumped into the street and Heather took a photo:<br />
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We then went to Uburger. I got, what I think, is the best burger in the world, the Ucheeseburger. Heather got one of her favorite salads, and Connor got chicken nuggets:<br />
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Yummy. We then went back home and went to the brand new park that opened within walking distance of our house:<br />
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The next day I received whatever crazy further instructions I needed and decided to shave. I'm such an beard amateur that I first slapped some shaving cream on it, then hacked away with my razor. I soon realized that I needed my electric clippers.<br />
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Here's my full six week old beard:<br />
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That's about it. I would say it was a dream come true to watch the Red Sox win it live, but I wouldn't have even dreamed of being able to do so. I'm not sure what I did about 12 years ago to deserve the run of success my favorite sports teams have experienced. But it's been a great 12 years, and attending that game made every minute I've spent watching sports worth it, in my crazy sports fan mind. </div>
<br />jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-5765396449091050242013-09-18T17:31:00.000-07:002013-12-11T12:09:42.700-08:00TorontoRecently, Heather and I went to Toronto to see my favorite band, the Replacements, play their first show in 22 years. They only announced three shows, with Toronto being the first, so-<br />
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<b>Yo, yo, yo, look who's back. It's me, Bold Imaginary Question guy. How's that pepperoni shortage going, loser? That's not my question. It is: Who the heck are the Replacements, loser?</b><br />
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Oh, great, you again. Well, the Replacements, also known as the 'Mats, which is short for Placemats, which kind of sounds like the Replacements, are an American rock band from Minneapolis, active from 1979 to 1991.<br />
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<b>Oof, you're so old. Harry Styles was born in 1994, loser. That's it, I'm out of here. No more questions for you.</b><br />
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OK. The 'Mats are my favorite band, so over the last 22 years I have kept tabs on possible reunions. I have always told Heather that if the 'Mats get back together we are going to see them. I always pictured this meant flying to Minneapolis for a weekend and going to First Avenue. It would be a nice trip to a city we used to live in. Instead I went to a foreign country and stood in a field for five hours for a 75 minute concert. And it was the best concert I will ever go to.<br />
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We took some weird airline called PorterAir to a tiny airport that is in the middle of the city. If you ever fly to Toronto, try to fly into Toronto City airport. It is awesome. Everyone who lands there needs to take one of the shortest ferry rides in the world. Here's a picture from the ferry ride:</div>
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Here's Heather on the ferry ride, she was really sick of hearing from me that this is one of the world's shortest ferry rides:</div>
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We then got passes for the Toronto bike share and biked to Kensington Market. We went to a burrito shop and this was my burrito:</div>
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It was good. I've now had burritos in three countries and two continents. Doesn't sound impressive, but it's probably more than you, internet reader. We then biked around and went to another market, St. Lawrence's market. I guess we are market enthusiasts. I took a picture outside while Heather goofed around with her backpack:<br />
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Later that day we went to get some dinner. Right next to our hotel was a brewery/restaurant called <a href="http://amsterdambeer.com/">Amsterdam Brewery</a>. There was a big line, but we went and just ate at the bar, as is Heather's wont, and I got chicken schnizzel.<br />
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It was really good, and the beer was good, so I recommend.<br />
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We then walked around and thought we might go up the CN Tower but the line was too big and the cost was too high. But, hey, what's that across the street? Oh, just a choo-choo:<br />
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I guess I am trying to make Connor jealous that we saw some trains here, that's if he had any way to read a blog. There were also weird nerds posing on the trains:<br />
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Here's me on a choo-choo track:<br />
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They are called "trains" not "choo-choo"s apparently:<br />
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If Connor ever saw this playground he would never leave:<br />
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Choo-choo. Researching our trip, I noticed there was a "beach" next to our hotel. Toronto is on some sort of great lake, and they set up a sand area and put some umbrellas in one area. This is the "beach":<br />
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I told Heather about this "beach" and I apparently didn't do air quotes when I did so. She went for a run while we were there, and came back and said "There's no beach! Just sand and umbrellas!"<br />
I said "What did you expect, to walk into the lake and ride some waves."<br />
"That's what you implied!"<br />
"It's an urban harbor. So, first, you don't want to swim in it because it's not too clean. Second, harbor means you would walk into it, and then immediately you're just swimming."<br />
"You called it a beach!"<br />
Whatever, lady. It was time to go to the concert. We stopped at a bar on the way there, and I got a pretzel that looked like a sad face:<br />
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We went pretty early to the concert. One of my other favorite bands (Dinosaur Jr.) was playing early in the lineup so we went to see them. Here's a crappy photo of them:<br />
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I took Heather to see Dinosaur Jr. once before in a small club. Twenty minutes into that concert she made us leave, because it was so loud. I told her it wouldn't be so loud this time because it was a big festival and outside. Five minutes into their set, this was Heather:<br />
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After Dinosaur Jr.'s set we sat through some other bands, including Iggy and the Stooges:<br />
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We got also some snacks, and beverages:<br />
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Those are "Riot Fries" which are fries with chili, cheese, and guacamole on them. I was in the mood for a shrimp cocktail, but that wasn't available. That was the joke solely meant for Heather in this post.<br />
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Eventually, the 'Mats came on and I took a crappy concert photo with my phone:<br />
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Anyway, the concert was great. But when they came out for their encore, Paul came out wearing a Canadiens hockey sweater. We're in Toronto, and that's like walking out wearing a Yankees jersey at a Boston concert, but also with a Lakers hat on since they take hockey so seriously in Canada. Well, as a Bruins fan, I was also not happy and proceeded to boo my favorite band coming out for their first encore in 22 years.<br />
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The next day I brought up to Heather how I would like to go to the Hockey Hall of Fame, and that immediately led to me going there by myself and Heather seeing some big house by herself:</div>
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More some big house:<br />
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Ugh, yeah, the big house has some path or something:<br />
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Meanwhile, here's the original Stanley Cup:</div>
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Timmy!<br />
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Here's the Cup:<br />
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They organized the Hall of Famers chronologically, but in columns. These two just happened to wind up together, which is appropriate:<br />
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Yeah, the ring:<br />
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Eventually I got near the cup:<br />
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I was amazed watching random people go see the Cup. Most immediately touched it. I was appalled. I refused to touch it, and if Connor was with me he would have strict instructions not to touch it, and I would have a vice like grip on both of his hands.<br />
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Later after Heather finished seeing a house and I finished seeing a cup, we met at the Blue Jays/Yankees game:<br />
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My tip for selfies is to make sure you look directly at the camera lens. It makes you look weird as most people look at the picture on the phone, like Heather.<br />
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I put my usual mustard and onions on it, then I noticed they also offered banana peppers, so what the heck. The hot dog itself was pretty bad. I went back to my seat and noticed they had opened the roof and I hadn't even noticed:<br />
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I have now booed A-Rod in two different countries and three different cities. Doesn't sound impressive, but it's probably more than you, internet reader.<br />
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Well, this is abrupt, but that looks like that's all the pictures I uploaded, and this post is way too long already, so I'm not uploading any more. The next day we flew home is what you are missing.<br />
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Oh, here's a Gordon I drew and accidentally uploaded to blogger for this post for some reason.<br />
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<br />jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-25333212704387224062013-08-09T17:52:00.001-07:002013-12-11T12:09:58.846-08:00TennesseeSo, yeah I'm blogging again, deal with it! I went to Tennessee a few weeks ago, so now you have to look at pictures. Well, the night before I went to TN, the family went out for Chinese food. Yummy, Mai Tai's:<br />
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Yeah, we got some chicken fingers. The next day I went to the airport and got an airport burrito:<br />
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For an airport burrito, it was pretty good. I arrived in Nashville and when I got to my hotel room, I had a nice view of the capital building:<br />
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I look at that photo now and I just think, "Dizurm, it looks hot!" And yes, it was warm, and I say "dizurm" sometimes.<br />
I met my friends and we got my first BBQ meal in the South at <a href="http://www.rippysbarandgrill.com/">Rippy's</a>. I ordered the Texas Toast Brisket Melt. I was the last of my friends to order food. Immediately after my order, all my friends changed their order to the TTBM. I'm a professional food blogger. Anyway, here it is:<br />
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After dinner we hit some bars and I didn't take any pictures, and eventually I went to the hotel. The next day we had some puppets:<br />
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And some mascot on a quad with Spreewells:<br />
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Ho-hum, it was just an international puppet festival, no big deal. Here's looking up from our hotel lobby:<br />
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Sausage gravy and potato casserole almost gave me a heart attack, they were so rich. But both need to be imported up north to breakfast buffets.<br />
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Afterwards, it was time to go to my friends' party. We met at a Dairy Queen. I got a hamburger, fries, a soda, and an ice cream for $5:<br />
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I took that picture at a table with about 10 people. I pretended I was texting so no one would ask why I'm taking a picture of a hamburger. Also, five bucks, that's a good deal! Then we went to the party grounds:<br />
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Future bonfire:<br />
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Five hours later (sorry, I didn't take many pictures), I killed a worm by accident:<br />
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For the next three hours after that I went back to my hotel to watch the Bruins lose a Stanley Cup Final game. I wish I didn't do that. Afterwards, I went back to the party and took this photo, because it was Supermoon night:<br />
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Then, me and like 20 people went for a hay ride through some stuff, and this is the best picture I took:<br />
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Lots of bugs is what I remember about that ride. Later at the party there was this band:<br />
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My first Matsonfest was fun I should say. The next day I drove to Memphis. I stopped in Jackson, TN and got some food. First, buttery buns:<br />
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Mmmm, butter. Then ribs, pulled pork and a chicken breast:<br />
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It was one of the best BBQ meals I have ever had. I ordered Sizzlin' Onions as my side and got that plate of caramelized onions. Even as an onion enthusiast, I didn't know what to do about a bowl of onions.<br />
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That's some guy. Here's Beale Street:<br />
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Heather is from Ohio so I took this picture:<br />
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Here's me at some place:<br />
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Groovy pool room, some guy:<br />
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The back of Graceland:<br />
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That's lots of AC units, the King should have lived until he could have central air and afford a bigger pool:<br />
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The guy converted a snowmobile to run on ground for some reason.<br />
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Elvis was hanging around his house with Lisa Marie one day and had an epiphany that Lisa Marie had never seen snow. He fired up his plane and flew Lisa to Colorado. She threw a couple snow balls, and they flew back to Memphis. She later married Michael Jackson. Me and that plane:<br />
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After Graceland, I went and ate one of the best meals I have ever eaten:<br />
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Memphis dry ribs, fried pickles and onion rings. This was some hole in the wall BBQ place. Here's the ribs close up:<br />
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Pickle/Rib closeup:<br />
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Later on the trip I drove into Arkansas, just so I can say I've been to Arkansas:<br />
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<br />jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-86297699010484042112013-04-15T13:09:00.000-07:002013-04-16T17:28:27.718-07:00Sunday River, No BabyYeah, so Heather and I went skiing for a few days and left Connor with some gypsies. Gypsies offer very affordable child care. Well, that's what we thought, and then later we remembered we were dealing with gypsies, so we pulled him out of Gypsy Camp and left him with Grandma and Uncle instead. Do you want to see the garbage we eat on a skiing vacation, and other assorted stuff? No. Well, you're at the wrong website.<br />
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Sunday River is far away so we always stop at McDonalds on the way up there and get some McSpring Rolls:<br />
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One of my favorite Aunts made those spring rolls, not McDonalds. She also made delicious chicken fingers and orzo salad (which did not contain mushrooms, though I was suspicious). I am a bad blogger, so I didn't take a picture of the chicken and orzo.<br />
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Anyway, our hotel came with a buffet breakfast. Left loose on a breakfast buffet, this is what my plate looked like:<br />
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That kind of looks like a face, huh? That was not planned. I started off and toasted a bagel. I cannot resist bagels for breakfast. Then I got a heap of bacon, a sausage, and in this case I added an eggs benedict. I added some fruit so I wouldn't seem like a savage. I am a big wimp at all-you-can eat dining places. I usually don't even finish the first plate, as was the case here. I said 'Ugh, I'm getting full" and Heather gave me a disappointed, but familiar, look. I got back at her later and took a picture of her exiting a bathroom:<br />
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Anyway, we went skiing and headed immediately to two of the toughest trails on the mountain.<br />
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On the second run, I had a slight fall, tried to catch myself, landed on and sprained my left wrist. Two runs later I had a similar minor fall and hurt my right shoulder. So I spent the next three days snowboarding and every run when I put on my bindings and pushed to stand up it hurt. Next time I'm sticking to the bunny slopes (that's a lie). Blurp.<br />
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Whatevs. Here's a picture of the two of us:<br />
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Or, I should say, here's a picture of Heather, and parts of my nose and cheeks since that is all you can see.<br />
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It was a fun day on the mountain, great weather, good snow, blah blah.<br />
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That night we went out to the <a href="http://sundayriverbrewpub.com/">Sunday River Brew Pub</a> and we got some food which I neglected to take a picture of because, again, I am a bad blogger. I got a pulled pork plate and Heather got fish and chips.<br />
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Here's all-you-can-eat breakfast #2:<br />
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That time I hit the omelet maker, the omelet is the thing on the right. I got bacon, asparagus, peppers and cheese in my omelet. It was good but I think I came to the conclusion that omelets are never really good, no matter how much bacon you add. I guess I would prefer to just have some runny eggs and bacon on the side is what I am saying, if you care. Please don't care.<br />
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Later in that day of skiing, Heather wanted to stop at the mid-mountain lodge for a break. As we went in, she said "Hey, do you want to get something to eat?"<br />
I said, "Yo, yo, yo, I be up for dat. I's go checks out da spread, word!" That's how I talk while snowboarding.<br />
I came back and told her they had pizza and some salads, soups, or wraps. She said, "Oh, I don't want anything." I guess she was expecting finer delicacies on the middle of a mountain in the middle of nowhere in Maine. I then went back and got this spread:<br />
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As I walked to the table she exclaimed, "Is that a beer?"<br />
I said "Umh, does it look like anything else in the world? Of course it's a beer." I mean I said "Yo, yo, yo chillax, girl you know it's true, ooh ooh ooh, it be a beer. <i>(I sang that last part)</i>"<br />
Heather then did that thing where she knows she specifically said she didn't want any food, but secretly did, and pretended to ignore the food, but then I asked if she wanted some and she ate half of the slice of pizza and drank half of the beer.<br />
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Anyway, back to snowboarding. Here's my patented snowboarding trick, I call it Jazzhands:<br />
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Hey, Torstein Horgmo, a triple cork is OK, but how about you try some Jazzhands? This is how I speak directly to Torstein Horgmo, right?<br />
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We finished skiing, and that evening we walked around bustling downtown Bethel. It was a Monday night, so you can assume that "bustling" was sarcastic. We got a slice of pizza, and I didn't take a picture, of course. If you're counting, that's pizza twice in one day. Well, might as well go for the hat trick:<br />
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The natural pizza hat trick (that's three pizza meals in a row) was completed at the <a href="http://www.matterhornskibar.com/">Materhorn</a> near Sunday River. That was a chicken pesto pizza.<br />
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The next day we decided to forgo the free breakfast and just waited to go to our favorite restaurant in the area for lunch later. It's a little known place called Taco Bell/KFC:<br />
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I got a Chicken Little from the KFC menu, and a seven layer burrito and meximelt from the Taco Bell menu. Heather and I also split some nachos. We skied for a few hours that morning non-stop without breakfast so we were starving when we got there.<br />
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Oh, yeah, there's a New Balance outlet on the way and we had a coupon, so we got a few pairs of sneakers:<br />
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jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-6090176030448601482013-04-12T13:22:00.000-07:002013-04-12T13:22:11.109-07:00Recipe: Homemade Double GulpOK, this post is really dumb. I need to tell you that. So if you continue reading this post, I don't want to hear complaints that it is dumb. Well, let's get to the dumbness. If you read my <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2013/01/needham-times-vol-47-no-1-132013.html">earlier post</a> you will know that I was happy a 7-11 opened nearby recently. Well, the new 7-11 was a little disappointing because they don't have Diet Mountain Dew on tap, and it is $0.20 more expensive for a Double Gulp at the new location versus the one less than two miles away. Yes, this is stuff I get disappointed about.<br />
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Anyway, I decided to make a Double Gulp at home. Here's the ingredients:<br />
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Diet Mountain Dew was on sale for $0.88 for a two liter bottle. I bought one. I put some crushed ice in a Double Gulp container that I saved. I also saved the top and straw. Let's pause right here and appreciate how dumb this is. I saved a cheap plastic container, with the top and the straw, and took a picture of it, and have now uploaded the picture to the internet. OK, so the recipe is you pour the soda into the container. Here's the result:<br />
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Afterwards there was a little less than half of the Mountain Dew left in the two liter bottle, if you were wondering. A few hours later (yes, I'm not a monster, it takes me a few hours to consume that much soda) my mother-in-law came over. She said "Oh, someone went to 7-11."<br />
I said, "Well, actually that is a homemade Double Gulp."<br />
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There were no follow up questions, she was happy with that answer, and honestly when you encounter something so dumb, what's the point of followup questions?<br />
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So what do you think, this was really dumb, wasn't it?<br />
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<br />jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-89160843129788476352013-02-24T15:49:00.001-08:002013-03-01T13:27:29.157-08:00Valentine's DayHeather and I have been married for 13 years. Our first Valentine's Day once we started going steady was 18 years ago. On that first Valentine's Day, I dipped into my meager savings and bought some flowers, probably the cheapest roses available. It was probably four roses for $10 and they looked sad. I put them in the backseat of her car and went to pick her up from her work, with her car. I was a poor college student without a car is what I am saying. She got in the car and I said something like, "Yo, it would be rad to the max if you peeped in the backseat, yo." It was 1995, that's how we talked back then. She looked back, saw the roses, and screamed, "What the heck! You stupid heck! Flowers are a hecking waste of money, heckhole! " (that was edited) I haven't bought her a flower since that day, 18 years ago.<br />
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So what I am saying is my wife is awesome and really thrifty and I <3 Heather. (Heather, you see, it looks like a heart if you look at it sideways.) For the last six years we have had a romantic Valentine's Day tradition: We go to Qdoba and get some damn chain Mexican food:<br />
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This year we got two quesadilla's, two tacos, chicken nachos, chips and salsa, and a fountain soda. Here's the bill for this feast:<br />
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$4.05 for all of that, maybe now you might see why Heather would think it is romantic? This tradition started when I got an email in 2007 from Qdoba letting me know they had a Buy One Get One free (BOGO) coupon for Valentine's Day. I am in their reward program, obvs, and I had earned a free entree for eating 10 burritos. So Heather and I went that year, I combined the coupon and the free burrito, got nothing else, and the total bill was $0.00. Heather was impressed. We've gone every year since then, and I make a point of having a free burrito stored up when we go. One year while in line, I gave Heather my Qdoba card since she was in front of me, and she used the reward card before the BOGO coupon, like an amateur, so we had to pay for one entree that year. That year was not as romantic. I take control now. The last few years they changed it so you don't need a coupon, you just need to kiss in front of the cashier to get the BOGO. If you know us, and how much we love kissing in public, you know we really go to town in front of that poor cashier. This year we had a third wheel who kept talking about cars:<br />
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jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-5794245552663119372013-01-26T19:07:00.004-08:002013-01-27T12:33:45.845-08:002012: The Year in SandwichesHi! I made a 40 second video showing all the pictures of sandwiches I took this year:<br />
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Some notes, so I can put some awesome bullet points in this thing.<br />
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<li>There's one picture that is just a slice of pizza. That was my mistake, and I am so, so sorry.</li>
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I also made a separate video showing all my food photos from the year, including all non-sandwiches if you want to see some tacos. This one is 1:19 long:</div>
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That has 130 different photos.<br />
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In conclusion, I probably take too many pictures of food, and sandwiches are yummy.<br />
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jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-15366984392958259182013-01-19T12:15:00.000-08:002013-04-08T12:43:06.915-07:00Top Ten Needham Stories of 2012I was writing a post about the Needham Times, which I should say I like a lot, again, and I really appreciate how it arrives magically in my driveway every Thursday. <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2013/01/needham-times-vol-47-no-1-132013.html">That post got way too long</a>. In that post, I started writing about the Top Ten Stories of 2012 in Needham. I decided to make a separate post about it. So, here's the top 10 stories of 2012 per the Needham Times, followed by my comments in italics and then my list of top stories follows. I'm sorry if you read all of that, it was a waste of your time, I should have just got right to the list.<br />
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1. Aly Raisman becomes Needham's Princess at the Olympics. Also, Needham native Sunita Williams goes to space (again!), commands the International Space Station, and sets records for the most number of spacewalks and total time spent on spacewalks.<br />
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<i>I also happened to be in Needham Center when Aly returned to Needham. It involved helicopters, many policemen and lots of flags. Then later we went to the Rally for Aly which was fun. So, I'd put Aly #1 and Sunita #2. Yeah, commanding giant spaceships only ranks #2 on my list.</i></div>
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2. New senior center breaks ground.</div>
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<i>There's a field in Needham called Cricket Field. It is set up so you could play cricket on it. Cricket is a sport. They might tear the field down for a new school. Did you know Needham was at one point considered the Cricket Capital of New England. Also, did you know I was the Cricket Club President in high school? So I am firmly in the Save Cricket Field camp. This one is on my list, but a loose bear and a new convenience store are higher, as they should be.</i></div>
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5. N-STAR tree cutting plan.</div>
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<i>If I want a six pack of beer, it will soon take me 5 minutes, instead of now I have to go to Newton which takes about 30 minutes roundtrip. </i><i>This is #3 on my list, just behind a Needham astronaut flying around in space. Space! Like not on Earth.</i></div>
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<i>I went there the day it opened and learned Double Gulps are $1.70 at this new location. Also, the new location doesn't have Diet Mountain Dew or sugar free Slurpees on tap. Fix, yo' stuff 7-11. Good thing the other Needham 7-11 has both of those things, and Double Gulps cost $1.50 there. Yes, I was very excited about a 7-11 opening, even though there was already one in Needham. </i></div>
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<i>We got really lucky during Hurricane Sandy. We never lost power, no water came in anywhere, and just a few branches came down, and we had a good time watching TV that night. It was a crazy storm to witness, but it would be pretty low on my personal list. Although, I think it should be higher on Needham's list. The Times has fresh food and possible tree cuttings ranked higher for some reason.</i></div>
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9. Olin College celebrates 10 years.</div>
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1. Aly Raisman becomes my favorite gymnast. Yes, now I have a favorite gymnast. </div>
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3. Needham enters the 20th century and allows beer to be sold to adults.</div>
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7. Blue Ribbon opens a food truck in Needham. I like BBQ. Also a Subway opened, I'll just combine those two here, since it seems random combinations are fine in this list. </div>
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9. Olin College. Heather and I heard they had good cafeteria food so we ate there once. It was pretty good, so it's number 9.</div>
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jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-30697114846903737552013-01-16T12:22:00.001-08:002013-04-08T12:40:52.764-07:00Needham Times: Vol. 47, No. 1: 1/3/2013In my last few posts, I have started by apologizing for not blogging more often. At this point, I'm not even sure there is anyone reading this blog, but again, I'm sorry. I think the problem is I have a few draft blogs saved, and I don't like any of the topics. So when I think: "Hey, Jeff, let's go blog!", I go through the drafts and get discouraged. One draft is about sneakers. Do you really want to read about sneakers, imaginary blog reader?<br />
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Well, I think the problem is solved <i>(Update: not solved, it took me almost two weeks to publish this stupid post) </i>because I came up with a new feature: I analyze the Needham Times. I live in Needham. I like Needham a lot. I like the Needham Times a lot. It is informative, free, useful, free, better written than this dumb blog, and also free. So for some reason I will be making fun of a thing I like a lot that magically appears in my driveway every Thursday. What most amuses me about the Times is the lack of real news, which is not the Times' fault, Needham is pretty boring, which is why I like it. Anyway, I retrieved the magically appearing newspaper one Thursday, and this was the cover:<br />
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When I got it, it was in a plastic bag with some snow on it. I could only see the giant headline. I read it and thought, "WHAT RESPONSE ARE WE WAITING FOR!?!" I wiped away the snow and frantically read the rest of the story. Summary: Needham, the Town, is waiting for a response from NSTAR, the company, about the tree management plan. That's what the top story, in near "VICTORY IN EUROPE" type, was about. The Town of Needham is <a href="http://www.wickedlocal.com/needham/topstories/x1631899470/Town-waits-for-response-from-NSTAR#axzz2HcpBvJKQ">awaiting tree maintenance plans</a>, and the headline teased that. Yup, big news.</div>
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Then, the third headline was: "Resident completes ultimate walking challenge." But there was some sort of formatting disaster, as the headline looks like one big word, look at the picture above. So what is this UltimateWalkingChallenge? The very nice seeming walking lady (who lives really close to me, which I learned from the article) walked every single street in Needham this year. Hey, good job neighbor, that's pretty impressive. It took her 80 hours, and 10 months which is still pretty good. But if someone told me: "Hey, you can make the cover of the Needham Times if you spend 80 hours walking", I would have finished that by March (sorry, neighbor lady, if you happen to stumble upon this dumb blog.)</div>
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So before I looked at any of the front page's headlines, I flipped through to the other sections. This was the B section cover:</div>
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My first thought was: "ANOTHER BEAR!?!" My next thought was: "I VOTE NO BEARS!" Then I locked all the doors and shut off all the lights and got some bear repellent. By the way, bear repellent is a great way to ward off human attackers, much better than mace. I learned that by watching Doomsday Preppers. I wish I would stop learning things from Doomsday Preppers. I read more of the article about bears voting to figure out the headline, and it is the second part of a list of top Needham stories of 2012. The bear and the voters in the headline refer to different stories. It was the same bear from before. I still support the "No Bears" political platform.</div>
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That leads to the final headline from the front page: "Remembering 2012." I remember 2012! The front page has a picture of people voting. I voted in 2012! I remember that! The story is the <a href="http://www.wickedlocal.com/needham/news/x1781250365/Needham-Year-in-Review-Part-2#axzz2Hys7NfEn">second part of the top stories of Needham 2012</a>, which is a year that I remember!</div>
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A 7-11 opening was top story #7 for Needham for 2012. Seems kind of silly, huh? Silly it isn't higher I say, right! That new 7-11 is about three blocks from my house. I was eagerly awaiting its opening. I had a goal to be the first to buy a Double Gulp at that location and share it on this stupid blog. This is a Double Gulp:<br />
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Before the new 7-11 opened Heather was jogging by it, and knowing my interest, when she saw some workers she asked when it was opening (I <3 U Heather) [Heather, that's a heart]. They told her the date of the opening. 7-11 is named that because all stores are open from at least 7am to 11pm. So 7:20am on the day it was supposed to open, I sprung out of bed, sprinted to 7-11, and was heartbroken to learn it wasn't open yet. It opened up later that day, like a soft opening, and I was probably the 27th person to buy a Double Gulp later that day. Sad end to the story, huh?<br />
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<i>Update: At this point in this post, I started analyzing the Needham Times' top story list, and came up with my own list. This post here is already way longer than I ever expected it to be, so I decided to make the other post a separate one. I will add a link here later, if I remember (I won't remember). <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2013/01/top-ten-needham-stories-of-2012.html">LINK RIGHT HERE, LOSERS!</a></i>jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-20793517430277343662012-12-16T11:37:00.003-08:002012-12-16T11:42:08.453-08:00Goat Sandwich<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<i>Hi. I usually start a potential blog post by uploading a picture from my phone with a stupid title and some stupid comment to get it started. Then I usually delete said stupid comment and title, and write something else. In this case, I feel my original stupid comment and title were sufficient.</i>jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-86652153609569817832012-10-31T18:30:00.000-07:002012-11-03T15:05:30.611-07:00Jeff and Heather Abandon Their Child for 18 Hours<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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That's right we went to Pizza Hut (err, I mean <a href="http://www.ernestosnorthend.com/">Ernesto's</a> in the North End of Boston.) We then went to some bar that had Dogfish Head 90 Minute IPA on tap. So we got Coors Light, because it is the Silver Bullet:</div>
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Yeah, that was a joke, we got that Dogfish Head thing.<br />
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We then biked towards home and took some pictures together by the Charles River:<br />
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Here's a picture of just Heather:</div>
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As new parents, we love playgrounds, even without a child. So we went by one and Heather went down a slide:</div>
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I did too (not pictured):<br />
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Time for dinner. We went to the <a href="http://www.beacon1032.com/">Beacon Street Tavern</a> and enjoyed some adult beverages:<br />
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We got two beers. Then I got a delicious burger:<br />
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Heather asked for some food that is round, but but only if they were red, good thing that they had Red Calamari:</div>
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(There was a red light, do I have to explain every stupid joke on this dumb blog?) We then went for a long walk and ended up in Alston at a Korean bakery. Heather shopped around for a long time and we ended up with these things:<br />
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I picked the thing on the left, it was a mince meat pastry. While Heather was shopping, I thought the mince meat thing was the best deal. It was $1.50. We then walked by the Empanada place that Heather and I always joke about:<br />
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Sorry, you don't get the stupid inside joke. Anyway, we Hubway'd to our place afterwards and slept.<br />
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The next morning, we biked to Cambridge:<br />
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Then we went to <a href="http://www.flatpatties.com/">Flat Patties</a>, and I got another delicious Cheeseburger:<br />
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Heather likes going there because they also have a delicious fish sandwich:<br />
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Anyway, we went home to our child after that. What did we learn here? Nothing really, that was just a bunch of stuff we did and you read about it.<br />
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<i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">BKYA is a feature on this dumb blog wherein Jeff writes too much about a variety of his favorite beverage, <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2012/06/better-know-your-arnie-regular-arnie.html"><span style="color: #6699cc;">Arnold Palmer Iced Tea Lemonade</span>.</a></i></div>
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Arnie came out with a clothing line this year. As the world's most famous blogger about beverages named after Arnold Palmer, I bought a bunch of stuff. I don't think his line did well since Amazon.com had a big sale. One item I bought is just a t-shirt with his logo on it:</div>
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Well, I have to say, the t-shirt tasted really bad. It wasn't even a liquid. I tried chewing on it for a time but that was a pain and unrewarding. I put it in a blender, and that didn't help much. I then added some liquid Arnie, and I was at least able to swallow it. So, yeah, I do not recommend eating Arnie's clothing.</div>
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Jeff's Score*: 1. One point above the Skinny Arnie that tasted like metal. That Skinny Arnie I feared for my health. The T-Shirt one I knew it was just cotton.</div>
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<i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">BKYA is a feature on this dumb blog wherein Jeff writes too much about a variety of his favorite beverage, <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2012/06/better-know-your-arnie-regular-arnie.html" style="color: #6699cc; text-decoration: none;">Arnold Palmer Iced Tea Lemonade</a>.</i></div>
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I don't drink much coffee. I like it, and have had heavy coffee habits in the past. But in order that I don't feel bad about my soda and Arnie dependency, I try to avoid too much coffee. Heather drinks coffee. Sometimes she goes to fancy coffee stores, some of them have an Arnie alternative which I order, at Peet's they call an Arnie an "Iced Tea Lemonade". I call it the "$4 Peet's Arnie". Regular Arizona Arnie's are $1. Is it four times better? No. But it is highly scored in my stupid blog.</div>
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Jeff's Score*: 93</div>
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jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-76954470525717832332012-10-01T15:55:00.001-07:002012-10-01T15:55:11.243-07:00This Dumb Blog News: Equipment UpgradeHi all,<br />
Sorry it has been so long without a post. I just haven't felt like it. I do have a backlog of about six different pictures of a beverage containing half iced tea and half lemonade. So you have those to look forward to. Speaking of pictures, this post is just to announce I have upgraded my photographic equipment. Most pictures I put in these blogs are taken on my phone, because I'm lazy and it is easier to upload them from my phone. Well, I got a new iPhone 5, replacing my iPhone 4. One of the main upgrades in the phone is that it has a better camera. So you have higher quality pictures to look forward to. For instance, I took a picture of Thomas the Cat with my iPhone 5:<br />
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Hi. It was my 37th birthday on Sunday. 37 is kind of boring. 36 was 6 squared, so that was exciting. I guess 37 is a prime number, and it's been six years since the last prime number birthday, so there's that. Ah, you guys don't care about math, you want to see some food. First, since I took the photos, I should mention I always try to go to the closest Sox game to my birthday. This year it was two days before my birthday:</div>
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The tickets were front row in the bleachers. There was a big empty aisle in front of me so I was obsessed with the chance I could get a HR ball. The game was terrible, the Sox lost 2-0 to the Yankees and I didn't come close to a HR ball. Can this season just end already? Then the next night Heather and I saw Bloc Party at the House of Blues:</div>
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Anyway, let's get to my birthday. I got to sleep in. I woke up around 7:45, but didn't get out of bed until 9am. That's sleeping in for me. Heather got me breakfast. So here comes the food, are you excited? Bam:</div>
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Don't worry, that's the only soda I took a picture of, there were others consumed because I have a soda problem, but that is the only picture. The day was super nice, so I decided to go for a bike ride. Lately I have been driving to the gym and biking from there. Here's a picture I took while biking:</div>
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If you zoom in on that photo, you can see I was going 9.6 MPH when I took the photo. I risk my life for photos for this blog. I brought my watch in to get fixed a few days ago so I went to pick that up in Wellesley (or as I call it West Needham. Wellesley used to be part of Needham, and was known as West Needham. Then they burned Needham's meeting house down and seceded. That was in 1774, but I still do not recognize them as Wellesley.) Anyway, I got my watch:</div>
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Now I can again tell the time without digging out my phone. At that point I realized I forgot my water in the car, and needed some liquids. So I went to Whole Foods to get a beverage. As a Happy Birthday to me, Whole Foods had Organic Non-Arnie on sale for $1:<br />
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I also took a picture of the beverage with my watch. I was that happy to have my watch back:</div>
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For the first time I noticed the bottle has an Arnie joke on it:<br />
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It wasn't a long shot that we'd make a tea that usually goes by a golfer's name. After all, David's quite a player...</blockquote>
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I forgot to turn my bike computer on until half way through my ride. But here's a map of the second half of the ride:</div>
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I biked through a football game between West Needham and some other team. The Needham/West Needham football rivalry is the second longest football rivalry in the Universe, dating back to 1881. So I booed at West Needham:<br />
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Boo! I usually stop at this lake at Wellesley College, err I mean West Needham College, because it's nice:<br />
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Then I like stopping here and taking a picture also:<br />
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So I finished the ride. You guys want to see some food again, right? Well I picked out lunch:<br />
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From <a href="http://www.kostaspizza.net/">Kosta's Pizzaa and Seafood</a>: I got a Sicilian Pizza with Pepperoni and Peppers, a Steak and Cheese with Onions Pocket, a Buffalo Chicken Pocket (they make their own pocket bread and it is yummy, so that's why I got all pockets), some fries, and Heather got a chicken salad. Heather also picked up some sushi from <a href="http://www.garifusion.com/">Gari</a>. I think she was appalled at my choices and wanted to make it seem less appalling when the friends came over by having sushi. Anyway, here's my plate:<br />
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Lillian and the pack of gum came over later bearing bread of pepperoni:<br />
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My mother-in-law wanted to make a cake so she asked what type of cake I wanted. I said "Like a yellow cake with caramel and lots of nut. Nuts, heh, heh." I actually said that to my mother-in-law. Here's what she came up with:<br />
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My mother-in-law also got me a sweet present:<br />
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Now I can compress air whenever I feel like it, which is often. Here's the cake with ice cream:<br />
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So one morning when Connor didn't take a morning nap, we moseyed down to McD's to get an Egg McMuffin. Similar to the first post on this blog about the <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2012/04/jeffs-first-filet-o-fish.html">Filet-o-Fish</a>, they happened to have a promotion, two McMuffins for $3.33. One was about $3, so I had to get two. My first Egg McMuffin:</div>
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For the second, I got the Sausage McMuffin:</div>
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Connor had some of the Muffin part of a McMuffin:</div>
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I thought it was pretty good, especially for under 300 calories. I got sick of it pretty quickly though. I ate a little over one McMuffin of the two. Connor ate a bunch of the muffin of the rest. I don't think I'll get one again. I would just wait until lunch was available, then eat somewhere else because McD's isn't very good. EGGS!!!!</div>
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It was good. I mean it's an egg, that's it. Eggs are good, so it was good. Whatever. Eggs.jeffsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02079454752657657968noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9067638996206772631.post-58192177125728218992012-09-10T11:44:00.002-07:002012-09-10T11:46:37.820-07:00Eggs: Taco Bell Cantina Bowl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Ok, there were no eggs in this dish, but I like keeping the "Eggs:" in the title, because, hey, eggs! Also, if I keep it up, it will be kind of funny to have an "Eggs: R.I.P. Ad Rock" blog title (hopefully that will happen at the earliest in 2072). Anyway, I got the new Taco Bell Chicken Cantina Bowl:</div>
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I told Heather about my grand plan to conquer the poaching of an egg. She rushed out to the store and came back with heirloom eggs:<br />
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Yeah, I don't know what makes them heirloom eggs, I think it just means they are all different outside colors. Anyway, I followed the instructions, and here is my first poached egg.</div>
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It was pretty good, nice and runny. It was easy to poach the egg. I think I'll poach eggs in the future. </div>
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I made Heather a poached heirloom egg:</div>
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She also liked it. We have two dogs now. The new one is Jamie:</div>
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We're used to Suzy's behavior, so sometimes Jamie surprises us. Like when she dug a tunnel to under our deck. There's nothing down there. We call it the "Tunnel to Nowhere". Well when we would put a plate of food down, Suzy would never dare to eat off them. She knows she's not supposed to. Heather put that egg I was nice enough to poach for her down on the ottoman and walked away. Remember, it is a flipping <i>heirloom</i> egg, Suzy remained asleep. Jamie ran over and ate the carefully poached heirloom egg. </div>
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Whenever Heather and I are watching TV, and she sees Gordon Ramsay, she says, "Hey, there's your boyfriend." I usually mumble back: "That's not my boyfriend, jerk face." The reason she calls him my boyfriend is because I watch a bunch of his shows, like Hell's Kitchen, Masterchef, and Kitchen Nightmares. So, Heather is bombarded with me watching Gordon Ramsay, my apparent boyfriend. I need to point out that Hell's Kitchen is a horrible show. The editing is annoying, the people are just terrible cooks and I only watch it because it is a complete train wreck. By the end of the season, when all the idiots and really horrible chefs are gone, I usually lose interest. Also, Gordon's shows from the U.K., shown on BBC America, are much better than the Fox shows. He is a lot calmer, I prefer when my boyfriend is calm. If I didn't have a DVR, I would probably not watch any of my boyfriend's shows. Also, I preferred when Heather referred to Randy Moss as my boyfriend. Having the second greatest receiver of all time as my boyfriend is much better than having a guy that cooks as my boyfriend.</div>
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Alright, I'll get there. I used to never make scrambled eggs. They were always bad when I made them. Then I saw <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PUP7U5vTMM0">this video</a> of my chef boyfriend making scrambled eggs. Now it's one of my favorite forms of egss to make. I made them the other day:</div>
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The secret to making scrambled eggs is to mix them up while you cook them, and take them off the heat, and mix them, then put them back on the heat, etc. watch the video if you want actual tips. Also, butter. Butter + eggs = yummy. If you watched that video, I changed his recipe in a few different ways:</div>
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<li><--Numbers, I'm an awesome blogger. The first change is I take out half the yolks. This makes it taste worse, but makes the eggs a lot healthier.</li>
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<li>Gordon adds chives. I add green onions instead. Because chives are like $2 a bunch, green onions are $.70. I'm not made of money.</li>
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Hey guys, I bought a new laptop the other day. Here it is:</div>
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Oh, do you see that black square towards the top right? That is a disc drive, I paid $79 extra for that because computers do not come with them now. I kind of understand why it is not included with the computer because I hardly ever use a disc drive. But I like to buy music at actual stores if I can. I know if my son is reading this now from the future (Hi Connor, go to bed now please), that last sentence will not make any sense, but I do like to support Newbury Comics while it exists instead of iTunes and Amazon (Connor, those were places to buy stuff). </div>
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This is my fourth attempt to write this post. The three previous attempts led to me ranting like a lunatic, so I will try to keep it calm from here on in. OK, I'm breathing slowly now. I like Apple products a lot as that picture above shows. </div>
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I bought my first Mac laptop four years ago. For a while I've been struggling with disc space issues on the laptop. My old laptop had 256 GB of space. Pictures of sandwiches and iced tea take up a lot of space, you guys. To save space, it got to the point where I was deleting music files just so I could use my computer. So I needed to get a new, larger capacity computer. </div>
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For the last year, I was waiting until Apple announced their new computer lineup to buy a new computer. They finally did and I was excited and then looked at the options. I wanted more than 256 GBs. Hey, go try and build a 512 GB computer on apple.com, I dare you. Or I can just tell you the only three options:</div>
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<li>MacBook Air 13": you have to choose the $1,500 choice to even have an option to go to 512 GBs. It starts with 256 GBs. To upgrade to 512 GBs, that will cost you $500 extra. Five hundred dollars! Five hundred dollars to go from 256 to 512 GBs. Check your internet, it is still 2012. GBs should not cost anywhere close to that. </li>
<li>The third option is a MacBook Pro with Retina Display. So there we start at $2,200 at 256 GBs. Laptops should not cost anywhere close to that to start. The option to go to 512 GBs adds $500. So $2,700. Again, $500 to go from 256 GBs to 512 GBs. It is 2012! All I want is to store my hundreds of GBs of pictures of sandwiches.</li>
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There were four of us there that evening, me, Heather, Lillian and David "Big Red" (you might know him as the pack of gum from previous blogs [he is not an actual pack of gum, I need to point that out. Lillian did not marry a pack of chewing gum, it's just his nickname, I would not allow a friend to marry an inanimate object]).<br />
So, I was a little puzzled on what four people should order at a pizza restaurant. Each person buying a small pizza seemed inefficient. So, I suggested we get two large pizzas and also a small pizza, and this was agreed upon.<br />
I knew we had to get one of their potato pizzas. It has mashed potatoes, scallions, and bacon on it. I told Heather that I wanted to get this potato pizza before we got there. So we sat down, and eventually the server came over and said:<br />
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"Umh, yeah what beers do you have?"<br />
This is the response from the server that I remember: "Well we have Circus Boy, Smuttynose IPA, Brooklyn Lager, blah blah blah hey Jeff how good is that Brooklyn going to taste, pretty good I imagine since it is one of your favorite tap beers blah blah blah." I ordered a Brooklyn, and so did the wife since she knows what's good for her.<br />
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As the server was walking away the wife startled me and yelled at the server, "Hey, can we order a large potato pizza while we think of the other pizzas. I'm hungry!" I was surprised but ultimately happy about my wife's actions since it meant pizza would be arriving sooner rather than later. Well, that's a lot of words, finally here's the fricking potato pizza photo:<br />
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That was a slice. I also took a picture of half of the pizza so here that is:<br />
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I should mention that I picked out that pizza order too. The small pizza I left to the non-bloggers, they picked a pizza with: White Beans, Roasted Potatoes, Herb and Red Flake. We all came to a consensus that the two larges were the better pizzas. Heather, in fact, ate two slices of the small before she said "Hey, there's a bean in here! I thought we got a Margherita!" In conclusion, I am a professional blogger, so just let me pick the pizzas when you go to a pizza place. </div>
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Whoa, bold questions right away? OK, "Eggs:" is because I think this blog is cursed by an evil spirit and is trying to punish me.</div>
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<b>Oh, I like eggs too - wait what? evil spirit?</b></div>
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Well, I think an evil spirit is offended by my blog and is taking it out on me. </div>
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<b>I like omelets too - wait what? you're still serious about this evil spirit thing?</b></div>
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Let's just look at the facts to prove this blog is haunted by an evil spirit:</div>
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<li>The first ever post to this blog was the <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2012/04/jeffs-first-filet-o-fish.html">Filet-o-Fish blog</a> on April 2nd, 2012. </li>
<li>My seventh blog was April 14th, so only twelve days later. Of those seven posts, only five were about food I ate, two of which were burgers. So you can assume I was planning to blog a lot about burgers.</li>
<li>I got food poisoning from one of my favorite burgers on April 16th, as documented later in my <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2012/04/bgood-burger-of-death.html">eighth blog.</a> I didn't mention it in that post, but that happened on Patriot's Day. Instead of rooting for friends in the marathon, I spent the day in my bathroom.</li>
<li>I think an evil spirit caused that so I wouldn't blog about burgers.</li>
<li>This blog has zero posts about burgers since then. </li>
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<b>Whatever, that's just some things that happened to you, no evil spirits were involved. Umh?</b></div>
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Have you noticed not many food posts from this blog lately? Well on July 27th (about four weeks ago), I broke a tooth. That was a Friday night, so I had to wait until the next Monday to even see my dentist.</div>
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Six days of lots of pain later, and after about five hours of sitting in three different dentist chairs while dentists did various unpleasant things to my mouth, I got a dental implant with a temporary tooth on top. I was told to wait 12 weeks to get a permanent crown, and then Bob's my uncle. </div>
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I should mention that I hate going to the dentist. If I have a dentist appointment coming up, I dread it for weeks beforehand. I need to point out my dentist and dental technicians could not be any nicer, it's not their fault I'm weird. I even have my dental checkups tailored to my weirdness. I refuse to do a floride wash, and ask for cookie dough flavored tooth polish (you should do this too, it is much better.) Any time I get a new dental technician, they always chuckle when they see those notes in my file. The only reason I go to the dentist appointments at all is because Mighty Subs is across the street from my dentist. So during the dentist appointment I just focus on what delicious sub I will enjoy when the teeth people are done. </div>
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Well, I got the dental implant. When it was over, I was so relieved, I must have missed when they told me to never bite on the temporary tooth. I just thought when the mouth healed, I was good to chomp away. The first thing I chomped on shattered the tooth, and sent me back for another 1.5 hours in a dentist chair. After that, I decided to be careful with the temporary tooth but I still enjoyed subs, burritos and pizza like normal. The tooth I broke is #5. If you know teeth (you don't), that is fairly close to the front so it was hard to keep food away from it. So every now and then a piece of the second temporary tooth would break off from food that would sneak over. I didn't want to spend any more time in a dentist chair before the 12 week checkup, so I soon vowed to eat only soft things. Soft foods recommended to me from the dentists were mostly foods I hate, like yogurt and cottage cheese. The only food that sounded fine with to me was eggs.</div>
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<b>Finally! Eggs! But what about the evil spirit thing?</b></div>
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Now I am not eating burgers, subs, burritos and pizza. This all started when I created this blog. Yeah, I do believe an evil spirit has cursed this blog. </div>
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<b>But, again, why "Eggs:" in the blog title?</b></div>
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I made two eggs, sunny side up (though I messed it up by breaking one yolk), and I made it Verde by digging out a Taco Bell Verde packet from the bottom of my diaper bag and adding that to the eggs. Taco Bell is nice enough to tell you how to pronounce "Verde" on the packet:</div>
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<b>Pepperoni Shortage? That's ridiculous, i'm out of here...no more questions from me. </b></div>
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I paired the Eggs Verde with a Saranac Kolsch:</div>
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It was all very good. After that, we went to our hotel and walked around. We stumbled upon your classic horse-eating-an-ice-cream-cone-while-a-caterpillar-attacks-an-eagle scene:</div>
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Should I explain this awesome scene? I would prefer not to and let it speak for itself. ART!??!?? Instead, here's Connor walking around:</div>
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For dinner we went to <a href="http://www.motiamherst.com/">Moti</a> in Amherst. I got the Chicken Doner Wrap (of course you would have known that would be my order if you read my <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2012/07/england-england.html">England: England</a> post.) Here's the photo of my dinner:<br />
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I substituted potato strips instead of hummus and pita. Heather got basically the same order, it was called something else, but we couldn't tell any difference once they arrived. She got the hummus and pita though, so Connor enjoyed the hummus:</div>
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The secret to Connor smiling in those photos, is that I am tickling him. Heather was not happy about my method, because tickling is a form of torture! Here's a photo that is proof Addie's cranium is now fully formed with no harm from my poking. Also, only people with the same last name were allowed in this next photo. Sorry, Heather :( </div>
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The next day, our plan was to to bike to Northampton from Amherst, get some pizza, then bike back. Connor did not cooperate. We almost got to Northampton when he had enough of sitting in the bike seat and started crying. So I left Heather and Connor at a park and went back to go get the car. I felt bad leaving them there, so I did my best Bradley Wiggins four mile time trial, though on a mountain bike with an empty child's seat, with no access to a big chainring for some reason, while yelling at hippies that I will soon be on their left. </div>
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I finished the time trial, and then picked up Heather and Connor. We got some pizza at<a href="http://bigpizzaslices.com/"> Mimmo's</a>, a hole-in-the-wall pizza place that we had been to before. OK, you know how I'm always saying check out the link from before, it's bluey and I made it and all of that. Well, you don't have to click on the last link, but just scroll over it to at least to check out the URL (Mom, use the thing that moves with your fingers, move that over the blue words a couple sentences ago, where it says Mimmo's, ah nevermind) Yeah, their URL is bigpizzaslices.com. They don't have a bathroom, but they have a cool URL (Mom, that means "uniform resource locator." Umh it means it's their web addresss. Ugh, the thing you type in Safari) Anyway, the URL is accurate:</div>
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You've seen paper plates before, right, well those are full sized paper plates. So those are some big pizza slices. Cost of the slices are, L to R: $3.50, $3.50, $3.00. Yup, we got one for each of us, including the toddler.</div>
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Food! That is a small hamburger sub with onions and mustard. The hamburger sub is for my mother-in-law. Are the condiments MO or OM? I'll go with MO. </div>
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I also got a large Buffalo Chicken Cutlet sub with LTPO and blue cheese. LTPOBC? That's a shitty acronym. Let's go with BOLT PC, that's better. Combine it with the other one and we have BOLT COMP. Woah, that's actual words. </div>
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I guess I should end this blog soon. Oh, to end the blog really randomly, and to celebrate my favorite Olympics ever, here is the best photo from the Olympics:</div>
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In the photo are all of <a href="http://ltpoh.blogspot.com/2012/07/england-stone-roses-at-heaton-park.html">the Stone Roses</a>, three British gold medalists, oh and the guitarists for Led Zeppelin and the Clash. First, I love that in a group including five famous musicians, soon-to-be-Sir Wiggins, a guy that rides a bike for a living, looks the coolest. Second, if you told me to pick nine British people to hang out with,that photo would basically be the photo from that evening. I guess in this imaginary scenario you created (you jerk), I'm taking the photo since I'm not in it.<br />
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