Wednesday, October 31, 2007

It's a debacle!

I hate that its is spelled without its apostrophe (I'm only a little amazed I spelled apostrophe correctly, its phonetic in french.) I would like very much for someone to give me a grammatical situation where saying "It's (hat/balls/hooters calender/computer/total station/lamp/whatever)" would be confusing, the clarity of the word's purpose being the only real reason for the loss of its's (yeah that's right, I said its's or would it be its', no that'd be like itses' or itss') apostrophe.

Of course I was taught at a young age like the rest of you the difference between its and it's and my opinion of the situation hasn't changed any since then, so I never committed to memory which one was which, I was to busy memorizing multiplication tables and the Gettysburg Address. At some point I learned to multiply in my head, but I'm convinced that there is no legitimate reason for differentiating between its and it's, and furthermore, there is no good logic (read way to remember) as to which is which. I'm thoroughly convinced that some obsessive compulsive grammarian one day just decided which one would sacrifices its apostrophe.

Anyways, my asshole of the day award goes to all you people who think its funny that I dont know the difference, and feel superior because you do. I'm a little dyslexic ok? My computer has learned to auto replace nessacary with necessary. Thanks to spell check I never had to learn that one. I got at least 3 papers back in high school with the word fallow underlined with a question mark next to it (fallow is a real word hence not caught by spell check as a misspelling of follow,) whatever, I know how to figure out how much water slows down because of a bend in the pipe, so don't come around here talking to me about apostrophes.

Holloween

From the Detroit Free Press (via Deadspin):
"the unbelievably bizarre particulars surrounding the incident made Cullen and the Lions the “butt” of a steady stream of derisive punchlines across the country."

Taco Bell has a new Spokesman

Better than that silly chihuahua? Maybe. Faster? Definitely.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

White Collar Guide To Eating in Metairie

With nothing to write about I’m sitting staring at my Hooters calendar (autographed by the lovely and good-at-calendar-selling Melissa of the Pensacola Hooters) it struck me that a fun topic which I know a lot about is eating lunch in Metairie.

My father, a long time state-wide-traveling employee of the State of Vermont, often talked about writing a definitive guide to the doughnut shops of Vermont, not because he thought he knew them all, but because he thought a book called “A State Employee’s Guide to the Coffee Shops of Vermont” would be a good seller at least among his co-workers, if not with tourists that flock to Vermont every year in the fall and winter from places like Connecticut and worse (I’m looking at you New Jersey.)

Now I do not claim to be an expert on Metairie eateries (that’s fun to say Metairie eateries Metairie eateries Metairie eateries Metairie eateries Metairie eateries) considering the fact that neither I nor any of the usual suspects I go to lunch with are actually from Metairie. I do however consider myself a fairly good judge of restaurant, using a matrix I call the foodgasm scale. (Borrowing of course from my hero Big Daddy Drew and the Dick Joke Jamboroo.)

Anyways, off we go(!):

Drago’s (Fat City) – Can’t be beat. Chargrilleds (oysters) are one of a kind. I could eat four dozen, run around the block and then eat four more. Then I’d eat a salad, probably with fried oysters on top. Only downside, too slow and expensive for working lunch, best for business lunch (i.e. invoice that shit) or payday. 10 Foodgasms.

Taqueria Corona (Fat City) – Perfect spot for lunch, quick, cheap, big cup reduces number of necessary refills, variety of hot sauces allow same menu item to be eaten frequently. Only downside, waitresses have trouble splitting check. 9.5 Foodgasms.

Crazy Johnnies (Fat City) –This Fat City bar/steak joint serves a fillet mignon po-boy that is fucking out of this world (and its like 8 bucks.) I’ve never even tried anything else on their menu, but it doesn’t even matter. 9 Foodgasms.

Byblos (Vets) – Mediterranean supermarket with standard fair from sandy places. I could eat shaved meat from a giant meat stick with flat bread dipped in purréd vegetables for days. On Monday they have a chicken kabab special lunch that you have to wait 10-15 minutes for, but is worth every second. Middle eastern music fun to dance to. Only downside, (self-serve) iced-tea-lemons often appear to be left out for weeks at a time. 8.5 Foodgasms.

Carreta’s (Vets) – Would equal Corona if foodgasms had nothing to do with parking and hours (it’s a comprehensive scale), often difficult to find a spot. Major upside, all you can eat free chips and (awesome) salsa. Only downside besides parking is their cheese for some reason is ridiculously salty, making the quesadilla almost inedible. 8 Foodgasms (also receives -1 Foodgasm reduction for not being open on Mondays.)

Whole Foods (Vets) – You’ve been there, they’re all the same, good salad/food bar, pizza, sandwiches, variety is the something something… 7 Foodgasms.

The Mall (Vets) – There is a strong contingent of my co-workers that eats lunch at the mall every day. I’m not sure what that’s all about, but it is good if you’re into people watching (not so much now that summer’s over.) 6.5 Foodgasms if for no better reason than the fact that its like 10 different restaurants in one.

Café Roma (Causeway) – Strong sandwiches, decent pizza, mediocre service. 5 Foodgasms.

Little Tokyo/ Shogun (Causeway/ Vets resp.) – Pretty much the same except Shogun has that thing where your table’s a big grill and they do tricks, dude flips shrimp into my mouth and I catch them and clap like a seal. I like sushi but neither of these places are especially good. Metairie sushi rolls weak. 5 Foodgasms.

Quizno’s/ Subway/ Taco Bell/ BK/ McD’s/ Wendy’s/ Popeye’s/ Gas Station Fried Chicken/ Chinese Buffet/ Whatever – (Haha, rolls weak, I get it.) I’m mostly putting these here to further berate the following two. 4/3/3/3/2/2/2/3/3 Foodgasms.

Oki Nago (Arnault?) – Several of my coworkers love this spot, I’m not such a big fan and let me tell you why. 1) Their sushi (its like a Chinese buffet but with more emphasis on sushi) often tastes like its been left out for at least 12hrs. 2) Even when its fresh its only C+ tops. 3) There should never be any mayonnaise used when preparing sushi, I don’t know where that came from or who thought it up, but I’m pretty sure the Japanese never used mayonnaise. 4) What kind of buffet, oriental or otherwise, has no pudding? 5) $15 for all you can eat sushi sounds like a good deal. One of the first things you learn in economics is that there is no such thing as a good deal, if it was possible to eat more than $15 worth of sushi there, they’d be out of business. 6) Fucking mayonnaise roll, I’m serious, I thought it was cream cheese. 7) It doesn’t bother me if a place serves Pepsi products, but when I ask for a refill and I say coke, I mean cola, I just finished drinking it sweetheart, its not like I’m going to change my mind. Only upside, they have that bean pocket sushi my grandma serves sometime, I forget what its called. 1.5 Foodgasms.

Spitale’s – I understand that dressed includes mayonnaise, sometimes I forget to tell people that, but is it ever necessary to apply mayonnaise by the handful? Also, have you ever ordered a chicken parm sandwich and wanted it dressed? Have you ever ordered a chicken parm sandwich and been asked if you wanted it dressed, said no, and received a dressed chicken parm sandwich? Spitale sounds Italian right? Has an Italian person ever put mayonnaise, lettuce, tomato, and pickles on a chicken parm sandwich? 1.5 Foodgasms ( This would be zero, but the chicken parm sandwich is really good. If you couldn't tell, they are very ON my shit list, becuase that one time they dressed it, the marinara on one side of the chicken and the mayo on the other side caused the breast to squirt out, bounce of my shirt and land in my lap. I was so furious/food covered I just took the afternoon off.)

I know this is a far from a definitive list, but I’m tired of writing. And nothing sucks more than getting carpal tunnel, writing something that nobody will ever read. Oh my god I forgot Hooters, 6 Foodgasms, unless you’re hungover than it’s a solid 7.5.

Quick hit asshole award.

Monday, October 29, 2007

So this past weekend I randomly made a joke about having a blog and several people suggested I start one. For no better reason then that I’m that easily influenced, here I go again. I, for the record, do not expect this to last very long, but hey, its something to do. Anyways I think I’ll start by giving you something to do, because there’s so little going on here, here’s a list of my typical internet rounds (other than email and facebook):

Deadspin.com (Also fairandfoul.blogs.nytimes.com)

Kissmesuzy.blogspot.com

Gawker.com (and the rest of the Gawker e-empire:)

Jalopnik.com

Consumerist.com

Gizmodo.com

Kotaku.com

Lifehacker.com

freakonomics.blogs.nytimes.com

loljocks.blogspot.com (I’ve made a few of these myself and will post them when I figure out how)

icanhascheezburger.com

That should keep you busy while I come up with some material.

Today’s asshole award goes to the Alex Rodriguez and his agent Scott Boras for ruining half of the eighth inning of last night’s World Series clinching game 4. Boras being the ultimate salesman (by which I mean douche), called one of the game’s reporters at one of the more tense moments of a pretty un-tense series to let him (and through him the viewing public, at least a solid third of which rates somewhere between “couldn’t give a fuck about” and “absolutely detests” on both the Yankees and Gay-Rod scale) know that his client (and his own wallet) would be opting out of the last two years of what remains the biggest baseball contract ever signed ($27.7M this year), and his RBI’s and home runs would be going shopping (or whatever the opposite of shopping is) for even more money next year. Who would want to play for the Yankees anyway right? And on that note, I’ll leave you with this one:

Dear Theo Epstein,

You probably don’t know me but unless you want to win my un-coveted award please give Mike Lowell a contract that will make him a happy man. I know the idea of A-Rod hitting after Papi and Manny is enough to make one’s dick move, but A) He’s a douche and I don’t like him, and B) He’s a douche with clubhouse-cancer potential. When I saw Rice-K (DTW 2007) with the bubblegum on his head I almost cried, chemistry is so important in baseball, and you can’t buy that shit with Kraft money, let alone Henry money.

Yrs Trly,

Spud Randall (Pornstar)