The 8th annual Random Reviews and Deep Thoughts Fundraiser was a smashing success. We raised(after paypal takes there imaginary "processing fees") $9.86 or 1.73 Kinghouse buffets!
You may be asking yourself where is all this money going? Well i will be disobeying what my somewhat confused grandma always told me and i will be spending all that money in one place, and no Officer R. Cook, It wont be on a 8 team parlay where "i could turn like ten bucks into $700". I am getting this site hosted! no more .blogspot crap.
But before we change it over i thought we could all vote on what the site should be
Unfortunately my first choice http://www.sweat.ca/ is out of the question (thanks to stupid Canadian laws made by those damn french-Canadian surrender monkeys)
so before i put a poll up i would like you guys to suggest to me some ideas
so far here are my ideas
http://www.sweatna.com/
http://www.sweatfreereviews.com/
http://www.sweatisna.com/
Email me your ideas at kubz21@hotmail.com
Poll to come soon, eh
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
“The wearing my high school letterman jacket after I graduate guy”
This review is not just about this bold 20 something who I ran into last week but dedicated to “The wearing my high school letterman jacket after I graduate guy (or girl)”
Ah, the letterman jacket, made stylish in the early 90’s by a group of teenagers at Bayside High School and the pretty boy mullet sporting Alfred Clifford (A.C.) Slater. The letter jacket was also made into a stereotype in great movies such as Varsity Blues, The Breakfast Club and The Scarlet Letter.
Admit it, you either had one or hated the people that wore one. Being the athlete, naturally I had to add to the stereotype and get one. Despite how you felt on the subject everyone does this one thing when the see a letter jacket, they look at the year. Even to this day I still do this, memo to Chris Hansen Dateline NBC; I do not hang out with high school kids. (“All right, I'll ask! Ma'am, where do the high school girls hang out in this town?” -> 5 Schrute bucks to whoever gets that quote). Another thing I always looked at after the year was how they got there letter. There were two types of people that I always found funny; the Fine Arts letter people (the people that got there letter for academics or “jazz band”) and the almost athletes (the one with the weightlifting patch or the athletic team managers). I will be the first to admit that I did letter in band, BUT, I wasn’t about to be stupid and put it on my letter jacket and risk being “that guy”.
Now, no matter what you lettered in, how many “bars” or “3rd place synchronized swimming solo division (yes this is a real patch and yes I’ve seen someone wear it)” patches you had, there was one very clear unspoken rule. After you graduate you don’t wear it. But as we all know there is always a “that guy” and the rare “that girl” who dare to be bold.
Onto the individual in question, it was a fairly cold day when I ran into lets call him “Rico” I saw the basketball and football patches on the one sleeve and then looked at him, he looked older so I stealthfully moved behind him, around to the other side of him to check out what class he was. This action was foiled by the presence of only bars and no “08” as I expected to see. Now my curiosity had peaked even more. I was debating what little options I had. With no other clear identifiers, I realized that my only option was to ask him. Now this is where it can get really weird, I am 24 years old, and if I go up to this guy and ask him what class he is, he’s gonna probably thing one of two things, either A; I’m a former player from his high school who is creepy, or B; that I’m just a creepy guy.
While I was thinking about these things in my head the best possible thing happened, he turned around. That’s when I saw it glaring back at me that “03”, vindicated, amused and mildly shocked and with grin/smile on my face, I stared, and that’s when I saw him looking at me. You know that feeling you get when you get caught accidently staring at a woman’s chest, or someone’s obviously flaw (i.e. mole, birthmark, kankels)? And then that awkward few seconds when your eyes finally meet the person you’re staring at? Yea it was worse. Quickly trying to save face, I grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and pretended I was on it; I managed to get the picture as well.
This made me wonder, what was “Rico” thinking when he woke up this morning? Were all his other jackets dirty? Did he think he was going to a class reunion? Is he trying to pick up high school chicks? Is blue his color? My guess is; no, no, yes and yes. This also got me thinking of situations where it would be ok/normal to wear your letter jacket after you had graduated; the following is the list I came up with
1. You find a time machine and travel back in time to your senior year so you can finally complete that Hail Mary to send your team to state.
I challenge you to submit to me any other valid reason to wear your letter jacket in public. Kubz21@Hotmail.com
That being said, “Rico”, and everyone like him out there cannot be taken seriously, I also challenge you to find, “The wearing my high school letterman jacket after I graduate guy (or girl)”, and try to talk to them for more than 3min without him or her making a reference to their “glory days” or to “back when I was in school” (obviously high school because that most likely the only school they ever went to).
To quote Jim Levenstein from American Pie 2, “Ok. Now, do these high school kids think that were cool, because there at a college party. Or are we those weird older guys that try to hang out with high school kids but we don't know it”. Well if you are wearing a letter jacket then you are the weird older guy and you need help before you end up hanging out with Chris Hansen.
Ah, the letterman jacket, made stylish in the early 90’s by a group of teenagers at Bayside High School and the pretty boy mullet sporting Alfred Clifford (A.C.) Slater. The letter jacket was also made into a stereotype in great movies such as Varsity Blues, The Breakfast Club and The Scarlet Letter.
Admit it, you either had one or hated the people that wore one. Being the athlete, naturally I had to add to the stereotype and get one. Despite how you felt on the subject everyone does this one thing when the see a letter jacket, they look at the year. Even to this day I still do this, memo to Chris Hansen Dateline NBC; I do not hang out with high school kids. (“All right, I'll ask! Ma'am, where do the high school girls hang out in this town?” -> 5 Schrute bucks to whoever gets that quote). Another thing I always looked at after the year was how they got there letter. There were two types of people that I always found funny; the Fine Arts letter people (the people that got there letter for academics or “jazz band”) and the almost athletes (the one with the weightlifting patch or the athletic team managers). I will be the first to admit that I did letter in band, BUT, I wasn’t about to be stupid and put it on my letter jacket and risk being “that guy”.
Now, no matter what you lettered in, how many “bars” or “3rd place synchronized swimming solo division (yes this is a real patch and yes I’ve seen someone wear it)” patches you had, there was one very clear unspoken rule. After you graduate you don’t wear it. But as we all know there is always a “that guy” and the rare “that girl” who dare to be bold.
Onto the individual in question, it was a fairly cold day when I ran into lets call him “Rico” I saw the basketball and football patches on the one sleeve and then looked at him, he looked older so I stealthfully moved behind him, around to the other side of him to check out what class he was. This action was foiled by the presence of only bars and no “08” as I expected to see. Now my curiosity had peaked even more. I was debating what little options I had. With no other clear identifiers, I realized that my only option was to ask him. Now this is where it can get really weird, I am 24 years old, and if I go up to this guy and ask him what class he is, he’s gonna probably thing one of two things, either A; I’m a former player from his high school who is creepy, or B; that I’m just a creepy guy.
While I was thinking about these things in my head the best possible thing happened, he turned around. That’s when I saw it glaring back at me that “03”, vindicated, amused and mildly shocked and with grin/smile on my face, I stared, and that’s when I saw him looking at me. You know that feeling you get when you get caught accidently staring at a woman’s chest, or someone’s obviously flaw (i.e. mole, birthmark, kankels)? And then that awkward few seconds when your eyes finally meet the person you’re staring at? Yea it was worse. Quickly trying to save face, I grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and pretended I was on it; I managed to get the picture as well.
This made me wonder, what was “Rico” thinking when he woke up this morning? Were all his other jackets dirty? Did he think he was going to a class reunion? Is he trying to pick up high school chicks? Is blue his color? My guess is; no, no, yes and yes. This also got me thinking of situations where it would be ok/normal to wear your letter jacket after you had graduated; the following is the list I came up with
1. You find a time machine and travel back in time to your senior year so you can finally complete that Hail Mary to send your team to state.
I challenge you to submit to me any other valid reason to wear your letter jacket in public. Kubz21@Hotmail.com
That being said, “Rico”, and everyone like him out there cannot be taken seriously, I also challenge you to find, “The wearing my high school letterman jacket after I graduate guy (or girl)”, and try to talk to them for more than 3min without him or her making a reference to their “glory days” or to “back when I was in school” (obviously high school because that most likely the only school they ever went to).
To quote Jim Levenstein from American Pie 2, “Ok. Now, do these high school kids think that were cool, because there at a college party. Or are we those weird older guys that try to hang out with high school kids but we don't know it”. Well if you are wearing a letter jacket then you are the weird older guy and you need help before you end up hanging out with Chris Hansen.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
China Garden's Happy Family
After a Democratic primary like vote of hundreds of thousands (ok so only 18) “Happy Family”, in a stunning upset, narrowly beat out the early heavy favorite Kung Po Chicken and the John Edwards like Moo-Goo Gai Pan.
After seeing the will of the people, I moved forward with the next, and most difficult, stage in the Chinese dish review process, placing the order.
I sat at my desk armed with only my office phone and a standard tri-fold cream colored China Garden take out menu, which informed me that “We Open 6 day”, luckily the menu informed me that “Sunday close” and today was not the “7 day”. With that cleared up I turned my headset volume up to near max (I don’t know why I did this, maybe I thought I could understand them better?), prepared for anything, and made the call.
One ring later a man picked up the phone and just said “China” in a questioning tone. I was caught off guard by the response; I wasn’t sure if he was expecting a call from someone in China, former women’s pro wrestler Chyna, or if he was waiting for me to answer a question about China. After a few seconds of indecision on how to answer him, I said the only two words that I knew he would understand, “Take Out”. I couldn’t understand what he said next but not wanting to stray off my plan of attack I just said “Happy Family” after a short pause he replied with “ok 10 minute” then he hung up. No total, no asking for a name, nothing.
With the hardest part behind me, I relaxed and thought of random things I could do to keep me occupied for the next 10min. after about 5min of blind staring at my planner I realized that the China Garden only takes straight cash homie, upon inspection of my wallet I only had nine dollars. Despite not being told the total during the phone order phase I still knew that, according to the menu, the dish was $9.75 plus tax. More than 5 min from the nearest ATM I became that guy and counted out two dollars in dimes and nickels from my desk.
Finally it was time to go get my food, not wanting to be that guy who shows up and pays with change I looked around (called his extension) for my office assistant, and like most assistants he was no where to be found when you really need him most. With no other option, me and my handful of change walked the ten feet next door to pick up my “Happy Family”. After getting the awkward “why are you paying in nickels and dimes” look, I then made another “that guy” move, I took a penny from the take-a-penny/give-a-penny to make it so I paid in exact change.
Now I am someone that really likes Chinese food and I at least have an idea what is in most of the dishes, but with “Happy Family” I didn’t know what to expect. You know that mysterious seven layer salad that your strange aunt always brings to thanksgiving that you just have to try otherwise she’ll nag you all afternoon? It’s like that only instead of it being a salad, it’s Chinese and instead of your aunt making it some guy name Pang made it and he wont try to hug you after you try it.
The reason for the comparison is that as I ate it out of the classy white take-out boxes, each bite I took revealed different foods that were not at the previous layer. It’s like finding a treasure chest full of American money and directly underneath that treasure chest is another treasure chest but this time it is full of Euros, ya one is worth more that the other but they are both money, just like this dish.
It started out with beef, chicken and some veggies on the top, no complaints there, then after a few bites I discovered the mushrooms. Mushrooms are like the coleslaw at Applebee’s, ya it comes with everything but id rather have more fries. Now I am not a big mushrooms guy and I can handle them, but this layer I was at had way too many mushrooms. There was some positive though, this bite also revealed the pork and broccoli that was hiding. After a few more bites I discovered the most ridiculous Chinese food ever, the baby corn. Just look at it and try to tell me that it’s not ridiculous. Just when I thought I was getting too full to finish I got to the shrimp, and that’s when my second wind kicked in. It was like the last 20min of every Rocky movie (except the original, Rocky gets his ass kicked), with Chicken, Beef, Pork and Shrimp being my Apollo Creed, Clubber Lang, Ivan Draggo, Tommy Gunn and Mason Dixon.
I did manage to finish it all; it was very filling and fairly good. The sauce was a mix of soy sauce and sesame oil a little bland but not too bad. All the veggies (Carrots, broccoli, water chestnuts, baby corn, sugar snap peas, and bamboo shoots) were really crisp and tasty. The shrimp went great with the sauce, the chicken and beef had a little kick to it but not much (They still tasted excellent), the pork was a little tough but I didn’t sweat that one too much.
So to sum it all up what have I learned today, besides how to say computer in Chinese (Thanks worthless information on my fortune cookie!). I learned that my six lucky numbers (at first I wondered why six but then it dawned on me “hmm six numbers in the Powerball, six lucky numbers coincidence? I think not!”) were not lucky, not even one of them matched any of the numbers in the Powerball drawing. I learned that grammar is not important to any Chinese restaurant flyer designer. And finally, I learned that the Happy Family dish is like Capitan Planet, when the forces of Chicken, Beef, Pork and Shrimp combine, Pang the China Garden chief flies in out of nowhere and says “By YOUR powers combined, I am Happy Family!"
Pros: “Happy Family” tasted great, it combined all of Ted Nugent’s food groups (Chicken, Beef, Shrimp and Pork), the veggies mixed well with the sauce, and it will fill you up.
Cons: There were too many mushrooms for my liking, and the sauce needed a little kick, it was a little too bland.
Overall I give it four flying monkeys out of five.
After seeing the will of the people, I moved forward with the next, and most difficult, stage in the Chinese dish review process, placing the order.
I sat at my desk armed with only my office phone and a standard tri-fold cream colored China Garden take out menu, which informed me that “We Open 6 day”, luckily the menu informed me that “Sunday close” and today was not the “7 day”. With that cleared up I turned my headset volume up to near max (I don’t know why I did this, maybe I thought I could understand them better?), prepared for anything, and made the call.
One ring later a man picked up the phone and just said “China” in a questioning tone. I was caught off guard by the response; I wasn’t sure if he was expecting a call from someone in China, former women’s pro wrestler Chyna, or if he was waiting for me to answer a question about China. After a few seconds of indecision on how to answer him, I said the only two words that I knew he would understand, “Take Out”. I couldn’t understand what he said next but not wanting to stray off my plan of attack I just said “Happy Family” after a short pause he replied with “ok 10 minute” then he hung up. No total, no asking for a name, nothing.
With the hardest part behind me, I relaxed and thought of random things I could do to keep me occupied for the next 10min. after about 5min of blind staring at my planner I realized that the China Garden only takes straight cash homie, upon inspection of my wallet I only had nine dollars. Despite not being told the total during the phone order phase I still knew that, according to the menu, the dish was $9.75 plus tax. More than 5 min from the nearest ATM I became that guy and counted out two dollars in dimes and nickels from my desk.
Finally it was time to go get my food, not wanting to be that guy who shows up and pays with change I looked around (called his extension) for my office assistant, and like most assistants he was no where to be found when you really need him most. With no other option, me and my handful of change walked the ten feet next door to pick up my “Happy Family”. After getting the awkward “why are you paying in nickels and dimes” look, I then made another “that guy” move, I took a penny from the take-a-penny/give-a-penny to make it so I paid in exact change.
Now I am someone that really likes Chinese food and I at least have an idea what is in most of the dishes, but with “Happy Family” I didn’t know what to expect. You know that mysterious seven layer salad that your strange aunt always brings to thanksgiving that you just have to try otherwise she’ll nag you all afternoon? It’s like that only instead of it being a salad, it’s Chinese and instead of your aunt making it some guy name Pang made it and he wont try to hug you after you try it.
The reason for the comparison is that as I ate it out of the classy white take-out boxes, each bite I took revealed different foods that were not at the previous layer. It’s like finding a treasure chest full of American money and directly underneath that treasure chest is another treasure chest but this time it is full of Euros, ya one is worth more that the other but they are both money, just like this dish.
It started out with beef, chicken and some veggies on the top, no complaints there, then after a few bites I discovered the mushrooms. Mushrooms are like the coleslaw at Applebee’s, ya it comes with everything but id rather have more fries. Now I am not a big mushrooms guy and I can handle them, but this layer I was at had way too many mushrooms. There was some positive though, this bite also revealed the pork and broccoli that was hiding. After a few more bites I discovered the most ridiculous Chinese food ever, the baby corn. Just look at it and try to tell me that it’s not ridiculous. Just when I thought I was getting too full to finish I got to the shrimp, and that’s when my second wind kicked in. It was like the last 20min of every Rocky movie (except the original, Rocky gets his ass kicked), with Chicken, Beef, Pork and Shrimp being my Apollo Creed, Clubber Lang, Ivan Draggo, Tommy Gunn and Mason Dixon.
I did manage to finish it all; it was very filling and fairly good. The sauce was a mix of soy sauce and sesame oil a little bland but not too bad. All the veggies (Carrots, broccoli, water chestnuts, baby corn, sugar snap peas, and bamboo shoots) were really crisp and tasty. The shrimp went great with the sauce, the chicken and beef had a little kick to it but not much (They still tasted excellent), the pork was a little tough but I didn’t sweat that one too much.
So to sum it all up what have I learned today, besides how to say computer in Chinese (Thanks worthless information on my fortune cookie!). I learned that my six lucky numbers (at first I wondered why six but then it dawned on me “hmm six numbers in the Powerball, six lucky numbers coincidence? I think not!”) were not lucky, not even one of them matched any of the numbers in the Powerball drawing. I learned that grammar is not important to any Chinese restaurant flyer designer. And finally, I learned that the Happy Family dish is like Capitan Planet, when the forces of Chicken, Beef, Pork and Shrimp combine, Pang the China Garden chief flies in out of nowhere and says “By YOUR powers combined, I am Happy Family!"
Pros: “Happy Family” tasted great, it combined all of Ted Nugent’s food groups (Chicken, Beef, Shrimp and Pork), the veggies mixed well with the sauce, and it will fill you up.
Cons: There were too many mushrooms for my liking, and the sauce needed a little kick, it was a little too bland.
Overall I give it four flying monkeys out of five.
Monday, March 3, 2008
New Poll and other random info
Well its been a busy week for me, Buz is sick and Jason(Heeb) is playing with broken robots in a foreign country (Ohio). So none of us have had time to write a review.
Anyway, you guys voted to have me review the Chinese dish "happy family" and that will be coming later this week.
Recently the idea of putting a series of reviews with the same theme was suggested to me by a R. Starr (Do a google image search for "Doland, sd" or click here) of Doland, SD (Home of the State 2003 7th place Doland/Conde Chargers Girls Basketball team). At first i thought the idea outright ridiculous and uncanny, but after some serious and lengthy (about 4 minutes) soul searching i came to the conclusion that it was a ridiculously awesome idea. So take a few seconds and make the selection that you would like to see reviewed more in-depth than a 13 year olds myspace page by Michael Jackson.
Thats all i got for now, feel free to email me (Kubz21@hotmail.com) if you have any of the five C's, Comments, Concerns, Criticism, Complements or Questions......
Kubz
Anyway, you guys voted to have me review the Chinese dish "happy family" and that will be coming later this week.
Recently the idea of putting a series of reviews with the same theme was suggested to me by a R. Starr (Do a google image search for "Doland, sd" or click here) of Doland, SD (Home of the State 2003 7th place Doland/Conde Chargers Girls Basketball team). At first i thought the idea outright ridiculous and uncanny, but after some serious and lengthy (about 4 minutes) soul searching i came to the conclusion that it was a ridiculously awesome idea. So take a few seconds and make the selection that you would like to see reviewed more in-depth than a 13 year olds myspace page by Michael Jackson.
Thats all i got for now, feel free to email me (Kubz21@hotmail.com) if you have any of the five C's, Comments, Concerns, Criticism, Complements or Questions......
Kubz
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