So I got this Amazing Christmas package from home yesterday. I was so excited. In it there was so much candy and good stuff. Like the hand-held texas hold'em video game, which will make traveling on buses much more enjoyable. My parents are so smart, didnt even think to ask for something like that. I also got a 2 foot long pepperoni...mmmm...that will be delicous. Oh, and I got the new Sublime "everything under the sun" box set from my sister, which is full of rare sublime songs. So I'll be happy for atleast a few months with these new toys.
On a less happy note, I got another present. At first I was excited, the new Steven King book. I've never really read any Steven King, so I figured this is a good time to start. I got about 4 pages into the book until I realized it is about zombies. Uh oh, it's time for an embarrasing admission. I'm deathly and irrationally afraid of Zombies! For some people its spiders or snakes or clowns, but for me its something even sillier, something impossible (atleast I hope for my sake it's impossible). But yeah, I had so much trouble falling asleep last night because I kept thinking about some zombie breaking through my window and chowing on my skull as I lay there sleeping. Every sound I heard was an undead person on their way for my brains. Even the donkies sounded like zombies to me last night.
Yeah, I'm an idiot...
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
Texas Double Whopper
Okay, so I was having trouble falling asleep tonight, for the 3rd night and a row, so I figured I'd just write something to clear my mind..And what have I been thinking about? Fast food!
My last (and probably the tastiest) stop at a fast food joint when I was home for Christmas was at Burger King. They have a new burger there called the Texas Double Whopper. Now there is a decadent and completely depraved burger for a hunger that can only be cured by hot beef. Not only is it a whopper patty (which by the way is a pretty big burger) but they double it and put two whopper patties on this sandwich. But wait, there's more. They also put bacon and cheese and jalapenos and mayonnaise and other things that will turn your arteries into a sludge-sickle...
No wonder Americans are overweight. I'm probably just writing this out of jealousy though, because right now the Texas Double Whopper sounds banging. I had probably my 200th Shopska Salata today...
And another random thought..Why does MTV suck? It's one of the few channels I get that comes in English and has some viewable programming, but there is always "super sweet sixteen" on. Come on MTV, it's time you have a girl on that show with at least some redeeming qualities. I was fooled the last time I watched, there was an orphan girl who was just adopted and I thought, "finally, a girl with a soul on this show!" But alas, I was mistaken, she demanded a BMW and a bunch of other wildly spoiled and snobbish things for her 16th birthday. Way to pick programming to send overseas to represent our nation MTV...You suck!
My last (and probably the tastiest) stop at a fast food joint when I was home for Christmas was at Burger King. They have a new burger there called the Texas Double Whopper. Now there is a decadent and completely depraved burger for a hunger that can only be cured by hot beef. Not only is it a whopper patty (which by the way is a pretty big burger) but they double it and put two whopper patties on this sandwich. But wait, there's more. They also put bacon and cheese and jalapenos and mayonnaise and other things that will turn your arteries into a sludge-sickle...
No wonder Americans are overweight. I'm probably just writing this out of jealousy though, because right now the Texas Double Whopper sounds banging. I had probably my 200th Shopska Salata today...
And another random thought..Why does MTV suck? It's one of the few channels I get that comes in English and has some viewable programming, but there is always "super sweet sixteen" on. Come on MTV, it's time you have a girl on that show with at least some redeeming qualities. I was fooled the last time I watched, there was an orphan girl who was just adopted and I thought, "finally, a girl with a soul on this show!" But alas, I was mistaken, she demanded a BMW and a bunch of other wildly spoiled and snobbish things for her 16th birthday. Way to pick programming to send overseas to represent our nation MTV...You suck!
Sunday, January 7, 2007
Peanutbutter Terrorist
You know the world is messed up when peanut butter is seen as a potentially dangerous weapon of terror.
My four jars of delicious Skippy brand chunky peanut butter were confiscated by a polite and slightly embarrassed security woman at the JFK airport this past Thursday.
"Rules are rules"
"Peanut butter?"
"It's a liquid."
"Only when heated...I promise not to heat it during the flight. I just want to make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in Bulgaria."
There is nothing more wholesome and American than a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. And I am a Peace Corps volunteer. Shouldn't that speak for something? Well, I guess it's possible to go to great lengths, living in Bulgaria for 8 months, just as a front to cover my plans of utter terror involving 4 jars of chunky peanut butter.
So that was Thursday, when I arrived at Heathrow in London for my change-over I had to consolidate 2 overstuffed bags into one...for no apparent reason. So, goodbye Golden Grahms and Captain Crunch. Not to mention Rice-a-roni. Let's not talk about that.
Yesterday (saturday) was interesting. I went to the bus stop to go to Pleven and as we were leaving the bus was chased by a group of drunk men dressed as goats with sticks. I was later told that this is a Bulgarian tradition. They are called Kokeri (sp?) and they somehow drive away ghosts and give good luck for the coming year. I'm not going to make judgements about this tradition because where I live they think eating pork and sauerkraut will give you good luck for the year. At least this tradition seems to be fun.
My four jars of delicious Skippy brand chunky peanut butter were confiscated by a polite and slightly embarrassed security woman at the JFK airport this past Thursday.
"Rules are rules"
"Peanut butter?"
"It's a liquid."
"Only when heated...I promise not to heat it during the flight. I just want to make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in Bulgaria."
There is nothing more wholesome and American than a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. And I am a Peace Corps volunteer. Shouldn't that speak for something? Well, I guess it's possible to go to great lengths, living in Bulgaria for 8 months, just as a front to cover my plans of utter terror involving 4 jars of chunky peanut butter.
So that was Thursday, when I arrived at Heathrow in London for my change-over I had to consolidate 2 overstuffed bags into one...for no apparent reason. So, goodbye Golden Grahms and Captain Crunch. Not to mention Rice-a-roni. Let's not talk about that.
Yesterday (saturday) was interesting. I went to the bus stop to go to Pleven and as we were leaving the bus was chased by a group of drunk men dressed as goats with sticks. I was later told that this is a Bulgarian tradition. They are called Kokeri (sp?) and they somehow drive away ghosts and give good luck for the coming year. I'm not going to make judgements about this tradition because where I live they think eating pork and sauerkraut will give you good luck for the year. At least this tradition seems to be fun.
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