But not anymore. Thanks Polytron!

Having problems turning living things in to pulverized liquid with a similar texture and consistency to your favorite food? We can help.

You have the Something Awful forums, and the Rev. Dark Wombat to thank for that.

You can also thank them for this:

And Back Alley Trey is still cooking up new posts of cheesy Metal and the 1980s. You can see more of what we love about B.A.T. here.

Currently my beloved Baggies are down a point to Chelsea. Lame. Don’t worry, we’ll crush them in the second half. Boing Boing Baggies!

If you weren’t aware, there is some sort of potato salad famine happening in town. I spent two hours hunting potato salad. Walmart, Sam’s, and Harp’s all had their’s recalled. Better safe than sorry, I suppose. Except when I have to cater a 25th wedding anniversary party in less than 24 hours. A party which requires gallons of potato salad. FUCK!!!

Luckily, I think quick on my feet. River City Deli makes their potato salad from scratch everyday and luckily they were able to save the day. And I bought a t-shirt.

Huzzah!

Last night we went to see this:

Needless to say, it was awesome. And the Easter Eggs at the end made me pee a little.

After the movie, I got the great pleasure of helping Furious Jessy with a computer problem. She got a new Mac for work and when I got to her house she was just staring at it and wondering what she should be doing with her hands. Rarely do I get to feel what FJ feels everytime she works on my site for me. It was nice to help her out for a change.

After I got her squared away, it was bedtime. I needed my rest. I have to cater this dig tonight for my parents. After I finish making this post, it is shower time. And then it is serious food prep time. Mostly that will involve me arranging sliced meat and baking mini-corndogs. I was going to make pigs-n-a-blanket, but Word to Me prefers the mini-corndogs. If mom isn’t happy, no one is happy. Or so the saying goes.

After the party, I will don the monk robes of Larry Jenkins and join my party in great adventure. I have a feeling that by the time the party is over, I’ll be more than ready to punch someone.

And that is all I have for you today.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC