monday check-in
Know what I like doing? Mowing lawns. No joke. (I see you getting ready to make a snide reference, Heather M*ll, so don’t bother.) So I was kind of disappointed to find that yesterday when I visited the parents’ house, they had already mowed their entire huge plot, leaving me feeling kind of superfluous. I even have an MP3 player now, guys! Why do you have to be so self-sufficient? YOU’RE OF RETIREMENT AGE ALREADY!
But enough of my quarrels with my progenitors. On to my quarrels with chain bagel joints: I arrived at Bruegger’s this morning to find that those business hippies had TAKEN AWAY MY CHIPOTLE SAUCE. FOREVER. I don’t see how there could’ve not been demand for it; it was the best sauce they had. My favorite fancy sammich there is ruined. What reason have I to even go back? Couple that with the fact that turnover amongst staff there has been pretty high lately and I feel like I don’t even belong there anymore! Bring back the sauce and maybe we’ll talk, Bruegger’s.
What’s going on this week? SFJ lecture is tomorrow night at CMU. Andy Friedman, whom you may remember me writing about a month or two ago, is at Howler’s Wednesday night with some bands (Harlan Twins, Beagle Brothers) I’ve heard much of but never seen.
OH ALSO guess what guys I finally weeded out my little garden plot and am going to plant soon, once the ground dries up from today’s soaking rain. I have bush beans and Swiss chard and sweet peas and some things like that. I think I have Four O’Clocks, I love the way those things smell. Right? Right.
those scum at Bruegger’s also took away Dean’s Chocolate Milk Chug AND Tropicana Orange Juice and replaced them with some crap knock-offs. It’s getting to be a pretty low-class establishment.
And yet, K*mm* B*ckf*t endures. What kind of a joint are those clowns operating?