So, first things first. Today, I would like to wish you all a very Happy Anniversary. It is, in fact, the two year anniversary of Sandwich Control’s creation. It was two years ago today, that Sgt. Pepper taught us how to play. Oh, wait, wrong song. Today marks the day that, two years ago, I started a WordPress account in order to keep myself doing the Daily Photo series. It is the fact that having such loyal readers, such as yourselves, keeping me in check and constantly asking me, come 9pm, where the Daily Photo is, that has kept me doing that project which in turn has spawned the entire empire that you know as Sandwich Control. The birth of this website also brought about my employment for the City Wire. Without this site showcasing what a ridiculous person I am, they would have never known that I existed and never would have hired me to be the voice of what is good to eat in this area. Suckers.

On that note, my new article is up on the City Wire. You can read it by clicking here: (Gut) Bombs Away. If you don’t care to read the article, you can click here: Bob Palindrome Bob.

So, rather than being a totally lazy bum, which was my fantasy, I started off my Spring Break by accomplishing a task that Pancake Land has been asking me to do for a month or so now. I took off work a little early yesterday and went to buy the supplies to install another door onto P.L.’s office. The way the house was laid out, she only had one door on her office, thus allowing cats and kittens and dogs to roam freely and get into all of her supplies. This may not seem like a big deal to you, but as soon as you have to clean cat hair off of a hundred suspender clips, individually, you’ll be wishing for another door as well.

The long and short of it is that, with the help of Le Duke, we got a door put in in under an hour, leaving me plenty of time to make a huge batch of tacos and read about 50 some-odd pages of The Half-Blood Prince before bed time.

As soon as we got the door in, I immediately thought of the X-Ray Cat. He can see through wooden doors. He can see the criminal on the other side. Wooden doors. You know, the X-Ray Cat. From Freddy Got Fingered.

Well, fine then. I’ll just accept that my obscure Tom Green reference is lost on some of you and move on. Proud? Proud.

So, you may be asking yourself, what are you going to be doing for the rest of the week, now that you’ve set such a high-standard of accomplishing shit? Well, I’m thinking that might take a shower and then pay some bills. After that, I’ll probably balance my checkbook, bake some cookies, and sink onto the love seat and head back to Hogwarts. There has been talk not doing a front garden this year, but instead mulching over the bed and getting a swing to put there. You know, for outside livin’. The Magic 8-Ball hasn’t got back to me on whether or not that’s going to happen, so we’ll just have to wait and see.

Anyways, I smell like someone spilled cheap wine on a wharf net, so Ima go take a shower bath. Once again, Happy Anniversary and thanks for your continued support of my silliness. More soon. ~SC