The anti-draft thread

Cold Coca Cola in a can really is better than Coca Cola in a bottle.

 

Italian Cheese Toast for breakfast this morning. Thanks, IJAG!

 

Worked out, did some free-lance work already this AM, two stories of the five are already in the bank. Hot chocolate and toast for brek-brek, and a can of cold Pepsi while writing.

I'll mow the lawn at noon, when it's dry, then have golf cart duty at Little League from 2:30-5 p.m. (radio is packed to listen to Microville Tech's game this afternoon). Micro Jr. has a game at 5:30 and then it's out for burgers and beers with the coach of the other team, who we know.

Won't watch a second of the draft and besides we already know the Lions have just wasted $72 million or whatever. (Like Spnited, those of us from that generation avoid the draft).

 

All right, dammit ... THIS MEANS WAR!!!!1!!!!!!1!

Ribs DON'T go on the grill. They go in the smoker for several hours, with hickory wood providing the smoke and a good dry rub on the ribs before they go into the smoker.

And Moddy .... that's just inexcusable ... please tell me you're not one of those people who boils a rack of ribs before cooking as well ...

Buncha damned heathens around here ... it's a wonder any of them ever find out about good food ...

 

The girlcat woke me up purring as loudly as she possibly could at 11:30ish. The gym is calling is calling, and I'll eat bran flakes for breakfast (because I'm all healthy and shit) after I've had a couple pots of coffee.

Then I have to clean. I gots people coming to visit tomorrow.

 

Frosted Flakes are the best. My day is off to a good start.

 

Old timers boil them and swear by it -- but I do them the way you do because I think they taste better.

 

Why don't they call them Sugar Smacks any more? I mean, there's still Sugar Crisp and Frosted Flakes, so what happened? Did the Sugar Nazis figure that Dig 'Em is just a frog, so he's an easier target than Sugar Bear and Tony the Tiger?

 

LIAR!

Well, maybe. But cold Pepsi in a glass bottle owns all.

 

My cat has taken to his 3 a.m. Howl-and-Prowl constitutional around the apartment again, these days.

He and I would have words, could he hear them.

 

If you want a solid cereal that you can just count on, Raisin Bran. It's not flashy, kind of like a lineman from the Big 10 (sorry I slipped).