Monday, July 16, 2012
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
Happy Birthday, America!
THIS IS NOT today's lunch. It's Monday's lunch, which was a Cobb salad, whether you like it or not. (The Wifey's response to this picture, via Yahoo Messenger, was "Sheesh. Meat salad." Which I think she meant to convey a combined sense of disgust and envy.)
Today's lunch is Chinese buffet, which, as the Wifey pointed out, is the most patriotic thing we could do on July 4th, our Independence day. (Actually it's the Ichiban Buffet, which I ought to describe as the Mass Gluttononian Buffet. They got everything from sushi to hibachi grill to Chinese authentic and fake to pizza and loaded potato skins.) On TV, you could watch Band of Brothers on Spike, except that it'll be wracked with commercials. On TV land, you could watch an Andy Griffith Show marathon, because, after all, rest in peace, good friend. You did well. (Hallmark has a Matlock-a-thon, and why the hell not.) If you have HBO, you could watch their excellent series John Adams; if you have HBOL, you could watch it in Spanish. Me, I chose to watch Ghostbusters, and then Animal House, followed by Ghostbusters again, just to kill time until the Wifey calls to let me know she and our good friend Stephany have done shopping at the Goodwill store and are on their way to the Ichi.
Selah. Happy birthday, America. I love ya, dummy.
(PS: Later today, Comedy Central has teed up two eps of It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia: "Charlie Goes America All Over Everybody's Ass," and, of course, "The Gang Cracks The Liberty Bell." Lovely. Just lovely.)