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08 September 2005

I just ate a shitload of Bison Jerky...
Bison Jerky? Game meat snacks are yesterday's news.

The next big thing is Extinct Meat Snacks. Mastadon Jerky! Pickled Mammoth Sausage!

I got nothin'.
posted by jonmc 08 September | 13:38
At first I felt happy and smart and salty and American. Now I feel greasy and full and thirsty and a little sick. All in all, AWESOME. Next, I am going to pick my stepdaughter up from her first day of the fifth grade, so I get to leave early and walk around Brooklyn with a 10 year old.

Main Points:
Bison - Big, Salty.
Jerky -When is too much never enough?
First day of school - Outfit cool? Notice the pierced ears? Teacher eats boogers?
Wino - Greasy, loves to love you baby.

Leave me a message that I will read tomorrow.

Peace and love on the playground.
yrs trly,
Ding Wizzo


(jon, don't front on Bison.)
posted by Divine_Wino 08 September | 13:39
I'm eating an almond pastry and it's good. I never eat things like this and I'm wondering why, cuz it's so goooood!
posted by Specklet 08 September | 13:41
Leave me a message that I will read tomorrow.

I believe you've already left yourself a message you will receive tomorrow when you ate that load of Bison Jerky today.

Oddly, I'm both disturbed and nostalgic from this post. I Hope her day was fantastic!
posted by safetyfork 08 September | 13:55
An open letter from me to my colon:
Fuck you colon, fuck you, here come the smoked meats, fuck you.




I hope her day was awesome too, all her friends from fourth grade are in the other class.
posted by Divine_Wino 08 September | 13:59
I'm eating cookies from the vending machine. Or more accurately, cookie crumbs from the vending machine, because when they drop, they invariably shatter. Why do the vending machine jobbers even bother?
posted by jonmc 08 September | 14:02
I'm not eating anything, and that makes me feel lonely.

I think I'll go makes some blackyed peas and greens...
posted by taz 08 September | 14:05
What do you mean by vending machine jobbers? The guys who put the cookies in? The little swirly things? What.

Mmmm blackeyedpeas'n'greens...
posted by Specklet 08 September | 14:05
all her friends from fourth grade are in the other class.

I remember how much that can suck. Everytime my mom said, you'll make new friends I was like "yeah, right." -- she was right, though. I just wasn't ready to hear it of course. Love the love letter to the colon.
posted by safetyfork 08 September | 14:08
the guys who put the cookies in.

Speck, there's a restaurant/bar a few blocks from my work that serves black-eyed pea salsa. MMM.

The other night after having some barley pops with the Wino, I joined Vidiot & his gal for a southern meal nearby. We had crispy crawfish, pimento cheese, shrimp & grits with scallops, chorizo & country ham, and beans and collards. Much deliciousness and belching ensued.
posted by jonmc 08 September | 14:09
Uh, where?
posted by Hugh Janus 08 September | 14:24
God, jonmc, that sounds fabulous.

There's a soul food restaurant here in Portland that serves black-eyed pea fritters. Think hushpuppies, only really really better.
posted by Specklet 08 September | 14:25
I'm eating the big-assed sourdough pretzles from our vending machine. Good news: they're so big-assed they don't break when they fall. Bad news: as soon as you bite into them they fall apart, as if they were angry that you bit into them so have chosen to explode, leaving dust all over your pants and the floor. Angry pretzels. Annnnngreeeeeee. And not very tasty, either, in retrospect. Should have gone with the Famous Amos chocolate chip cookies. That's what I get for being "healthy."
posted by papercake 08 September | 14:26
Uh, where?

A place called Rib on West St. between Clarkson & Leroy. It ain't cheap, but it's a great indulgence once in a while.

Speck, if you know a soul-food place, it's time you had your first rack o' ribs, doll.
posted by jonmc 08 September | 14:28
One of my cow-orkers is eating a Braunschweiger sandwich out of our vending machine, believe it or not.

Ground liver sausage + mayo + white bread = *barfs*

posted by hlewagast 08 September | 14:38
You're making me hungry.

What, do you have an automat where you work?
posted by Hugh Janus 08 September | 14:41
Just some sort of rotating sandwich machine. Tuna, ham, egg salad, braunschweiger.

Welcome to Wisconsin.
posted by hlewagast 08 September | 14:48
Mmmm ... braunschweiger.
posted by brainwidth 08 September | 15:05
Man, I just got back from lunch and y'all are making me hungry again.
posted by me3dia 08 September | 15:11
I wish I had time for lunch; I'm too busy daydreaming.
posted by Hugh Janus 08 September | 15:12
I wish I had time for lunch; I cut timber (stastically, the most dangerous job in America).
posted by mcgraw 08 September | 15:16
Red beans and rice, here.

I think I made it because it was cheap. I'm really, really hoping that it wasn't some subconscious New Orleans thing, because that would make me feel sorta guilty.
posted by mudpuppie 08 September | 15:41
Well, the blackeyed peas and greens are done, and all I can say is "yeah, baby!"
posted by taz 08 September | 15:47
statistically
posted by mcgraw 08 September | 15:48
Just to keep things lively, a sexy accordionist chick (borderline NSFW, but she's sooo cute). From these fine folks.
posted by jonmc 08 September | 15:50
Lively, huh?
posted by Hugh Janus 08 September | 16:04
Hugh, not that lively.

Ribs, eh jon? But I don't really eat red meat...
I do, however, eat sushi. Which I just did.
posted by Specklet 08 September | 16:48
well, fish have no souls. (private joke, long story, but I'm cracking myself up).

Ribs and barbecue in general are not like other red meat. It's the finest thing you can do with a dead cow or pig. Plus it's unapologetic meat. You're gnawing on bones ala Fred Flintstone. It's a beautiful thing.
posted by jonmc 08 September | 19:59
I hope she had a good day, Wino, and that your colon forgives you.

Now for my whine. I can whine here, right?

End of third grade. I was friends with a bunch of kids in my class. We were all offered the chance to skip fourth grade and go directly to fifth. My mum didn't think I was ready. My friends' parents did. Mum said I'd make new friends. There were one or two friends during the rest of elementary school, but nothing like my original group. In the middle of fifth grade my family started moving around. Frequently. I ended up being in three different schools just for fifth grade. I've never (re)gained the ability to make friends. There have a been a few here and there, but not like I'd like there to be. Ah well. Anyway, I'm sure all of this contributed to my becoming extremely shy as I wasn't before all of this happened. The 'net has been wonderful for, at least partially, filling that void.

*group hug*
posted by deborah 08 September | 20:59
Underpants! || What's that? A flood?

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