Contains Real Blog!

For at least the last year I’ve noticed on certain frozen foods where there will be a spot on the packaging that informs you the food is made with real cheese. From lasagna to pizza, I see it all the time. Of course, I see it all the time now because I’m looking for it, but still, it bothers me. What about the rest of the ingredients? And why, of all of the ingredients, is cheese the one they think people are concerned about more than any other?

I did a Google Image Search for one of the packages and discovered something I’ve never seen before. Messages showing “real beef” and “real tomatoes.” I think it’s a conspiracy, because I only searched products I’ve purchased before, and I’ve never seen those two. Just cheese.

Now it's made with fresh cheese? What was it made with before?

Now it’s made with fresh cheese? What was it made with before?

What bothers me more is, why isn’t anyone else concerned with this? Wouldn’t it bother you if you bought a car and they advertised the stereo was made with quality parts? Great, but what about the rest of it?
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Norwood Taco Bell Sucks

The Taco Bell in Norwood, Ohio, has been terrible for as long as I can remember. I’ve heard plenty of others bitch about the place over the years, but here’s a quick story of what happened to me today just to give you a bit of insight as to how much this place sucks. It’s suckage makes it one of, if not the worst, Taco Bell’s in Cincinnati.

For starters, they’re the only TB I know that doesn’t serve breakfast.

Second, they’re combined with a KFC, and I’ve never had a good experience from any Taco Bell combined with a KFC.

They’ve got one a half stars on Yelp. The first review is quite clearly a plant by either Taco Bell or Yelp. The rest of them are spot on.

Never mind this place being slow as hell all the time, no matter when you go or how many other people are eating there, chances are very good that they’re going to fuck your order up, if they even take it right to begin with. At the drive-thru, when the rest of the modern world has switched to TVs at the microphone so you can see what your order is as you’re placing it, this TB/KFC still has the old fashioned microphone only. That’s so you have no idea if they’re taking your order right or not.

They have a bunch of Mexicans working there. I don’t have a problem with that per say, but sometimes they stick one in the drive-thru and they usually just barely speak English.

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Welcome Back, Me!

Thanks, me. No problem, me.

Yeah, it has been a while since I’ve posted. Since January, actually. The reason for this is, the computer I’ve had for the last 15 years finally died on me and only today was I able to get a new one. Yeah, my old computer first came with XP on it, and then when Vista came out I put that on it, and that’s how it died. With Vista. Kinda sad, actually.

Since I’ve been gone some things have happened. Weed is almost legal everywhere now, Donald Chump and Killary Clinton are fighting for the White House, a kid had a gorilla killed, and mass people have been killed in Orlando, just to name a few things.

So, what do I think about them? Well, the gorilla thing pissed me off, since it happened in my city, and the gorilla was the one shot and killed, not the parent or the kid. I hate people, which you all should know by now. I love animals. The more people I meet, the more I love animals. I was super pissed when they killed the gorilla. And all for what? To save some dumbass kid who is probably going to grow up to be just as big a dumbass as his mom, maybe more so? Great. We have a planet overpopulated with people, most of which are dumbasses, so let’s save one who MIGHT be injured or killed by a gorilla. MIGHT. That was a word thrown around a lot in that case. We can’t live with mights.

So, 50 killed in Orlando? Good. Fuck ’em.

Chump and Killary? Fuck them, too. And the United States if either is elected president, which sadly it looks like one will be.

Fuck this whole place. The world is coming to an end. Let’s party. Weed’s legal now.

On a terrible, last minute side note, I think I don’t like my new computer. The keyboard isn’t keeping up with me. I’m not happy about that. I’m a fucking writer for crying out loud. This isn’t cool.

Restroom Encounters: Red Robin

For some strange reason, I’ve had some interesting things happen to me in public restrooms, and none of the sexy variety. Just strange. If any of you follow Twindaddy’s blog (which is gone, and I am sad), I once posted a story there about an experience I had at a Hooter’s, and since his blog is no longer there, I’ll repost the story here some time. A few strange moments happened there, in the restroom, and ever since then I’ve had some other random, crazy experiences in restrooms.

Here’s a new one. Just happened to me.

My wife and I were out tonight running some errands, and suddenly I had to pee. We were near a mall and a ton of shopping centers and stores. I was about to pull into a gas station to use their bathroom when I remembered there was a Red Robin up ahead of the gas station, attached to the mall. In order to eat there you have to go to their entrance from inside the mall, but they have a “rear” door where you can get in directly from the parking lot. Just off of that entrance are the bathrooms. You don’t even have to really enter the restaurant in order to use their bathrooms.

I decided to go there instead, because they always keep their bathrooms nicer than BP’s do.

I got lucky and found a parking spot real close to the entrance. I went in and entered the bathroom. There were one or two urinals and two stalls. As I went towards the stall at the back of the bathroom (cause I always use a stall) I noticed there was a guy standing at a urinal. I didn’t look right at him, just caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye. Because I just got that corner of the eye glimpse at him, I’m only just kind of sure that I saw him turn to look at me as I went by.

Now, this is exactly why I go to stalls. Because I need a bit of privacy when I go to the bathroom. Remember how paranoid I am? Well, I need privacy in the fucking bathroom. I don’t need there to be people behind me watching me pee into a toilet hanging off the wall.

That, and, this guy.
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Movie Review: Victor Frankenstein

I got to see another movie in the theater! It doesn’t happen much, so excuse my giddiness.


That one. That’s the one I saw.

In one word, the movie was excellent. It relied heavily on CGI, which every movie does anymore. But, it had a few things that not every movie has.
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