Oink Oink Arizona: Chompie’s Jewish Sliders

Mini Challah bread, potato pancake, moist lean brisket.  Served with brown gravy on the side.

100% fucking awesome.

It’s not that I’m deliberately trying to be politically incorrect and tasteless, but the best way to describe what happened to these Jewish sliders is that I committed a holocaust on these motherfuckers, they were that good.  If they weren’t so tasty, I’d have saved one of them, just to take back to the privacy of my bed chambers and literally, place my dick between the bun.

I am completely serious when I say that I was almost in tears when I consumed the first one.  Maybe it had to do with the fact that it had been 11 hours since my last food prior to eating these, but I swear to god I might kill a homeless person to get my hands on three more of these delectable Jewish sliders.

Photos: Arizona Fall League Roadtrip

Alrighty, I’ve got so much fucking writing to do throughout the rest of this month, it’s not even funny.  Well, actually it kind of is, because it’s almost entirely, self-appointed!  LOLME.

Anyway, despite the fact that I’m behind pace in my Nanowrimo story, I’m still confident that I can hit the 50,000 word mark.  Even if I am taking time out of it to brog in my personal brog that I love so very dearly.  It didn’t help any causes that I spent five days out in Arizona over the last week to watch baseball and probably gain about 20 lbs.

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Neko-Con Stories: Yoshi at the bar

As far as Nanowrimo is concerned, amazingly, I’m off to a fantastic start.  After the first six days in November, I’ve already surpassed the first 10,000 word mark.  That being said, I feel like I’m in a fairly good place, and can take some time to play catch up with my precious brog.  And since I just got back from Neko-Con, I’ve got some things to say and show.

Firstly, to no surprise, I feel old as shit, because I’m 29-years old, and watching a bunch of 12-17 year olds parading around like retards or jailbait.  Clearly, I’m out of touch to some degree, as this is literally the first anime con I’ve been to in like 6-7 years.  I don’t understand why there is such an increase of fake wannabe ravers, why people are fascinated with animal tails, why people love wearing full-bodied mascot/animal pajamas, and most of all, why there are so many people running around wearing surgical masks with stupid pins, flair, and chains hanging off of them.

But anyway, more will be written when I get to it, or remember to write about it, but until then, enjoy the litany of random shit related loosely to Neko-Con in coming days.  Like ronery Yoshi sitting at the bar feeling melancholy and wanting the hard shit.

Maryland Fail: This much clarification is needed

My criticism of Maryland (drivers) is often dismissed, because I’m a Virginia native; we’re expected to be critical of all things Maryland, as they are supposed to be towards those from Virginia.  But seriously, when I say Maryland drivers are godawful, I mean that they seriously are godawful.  No awareness of their surroundings, an inability to utilize turn signals, and overall a constant threats to be around whilst on the road.

The fact that Maryland drivers need this much clarification to understand a red light speaks volumes.  Apparently, far too often, a Maryland driver has decided to not acknowledge the signal in front of them, and deem the green light for adjacent traffic to be sufficient enough to be the green light for them.  And probably gotten away with it, because Maryland is full of fucking idiots, to where obvious signs like this are necessitated in order to create disclosure.

A confusion of imitation/infringement

So before I came up to Aberdeen prior to the zombie run, I scoured the interwebs for potential things to do, places to see and of course, things to eat. Among the pursuit of unique dining, this story came across. Long story short, popular In-N-Out is suing obscure Aberdeen’s Grab-N-Go for too closely copying their style; as in their logo it too similar, and their menu is also too similar. Considering the fact that In-N-Out’s menu consists of burgers, fries and soda, that’s not particularly difficult for any hamburger restaurant to accomplish.

Anyway, suing Grab-N-Go was probably the biggest favor that In-N-Out could have possibly done, because it has put Grab-N-Go on the map, and inquisitive people like me end up really wanting to visit.

Now look back to the image above: I’ll give In-N-Out the logo, because it really is kind of reminiscent of theirs, with the circle, and the format of the text and the positioning of its sub lines.

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Excitement in the air

It started last night, when it became apparent that my ghost town of a little Days Inn was well occupied suddenly. This morning at complimentary continental breakfast, were several obvious-purposed persons, doing what I had in mind; get fueled up and get prepared for the zombie run.  Upon speaking with a few of them, most seem to be from New Jersey, New York and Pennsylvania, as I’d imagine anyone who lives in Virginia or fuckingMaryland is probably just going to commute it.

But no make mistake, as much as I’d like to have thought I was the only zombie runner staying in this place, regardless of the “official” accommodations in Edgewood, fuckingMaryland, but I’m clearly not.  That’s not a bad thing though, seeing other people here for it has awakened some excitement within me, and 1 p.m. can’t get here soon enough.  All this unknown and anticipation is making me stir-crazy.