HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Is that a Vulcan wave?

No, it was very human. But I was tired and felt like I'd traveled backwards in time from a distant planet to Earth, Our-date was September, 2010 and while it clearly was a fascinating experience, as I recall I had a headache and perhaps my thinking was quite illogical. So I asked Mom if she wanted to go to McDonald's, and we did.

Q: Am I really here?

A: Yes. At least I think so. But not *HERE* here (because while I'm not too big to be a blogger, I am too big to fit in a blog -- that really would be 'self published'-- although I do wait to see if the people who brought us modern pop can shrink me down enough to understand and accept it), but since it's almost 2011 and people wonder about what's next for me, I'll give a very human answer, and simply say "I don't know."

Do you know? Well, I don't mean do you know what's next for me. That would be cool though, but don't tell me unless it's something good... like you are a beautiful ex-maid, no wait I mean a former Japanese idol (you know, like retired at 25) who likes to wear a maid's costume, and you want to go on vacation to a tropical paradise with me. Of course I'm joking, but that does sound rather err... worthwhile. haha

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

I wish you all the best in 2011, including but not limited to good friendships, much love, excellent health, a lot of success and happiness.

Scott

Q: Do you ever eat cereal with milk?

A. Yes.
This is a picture from... oh, maybe 20 minutes ago. It's 100% lactose free milk because I don't want to feel like a 100% giant balloon in Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. And not just because the parade is over for the year. Like, I don't wanna hear umm some lady saying, "Hey kids, look at the bloated man balloon." I want to start the new year off on the ground.

Another time, actually many times I went looking for McDonald's this year, and found it

I know what it may seem like from the picture, but McDonald's and the Golden Arches most likely don't have special powers to transport themselves into outer space. But if I ever go beyond this planet, I do hope that McDonald's is there too.

Q: Would they serve regional cuisine of Pluto?

A: Is it a giant rock or a planet?

Some dude reading this is like: That A should have been: What do cartoon dogs eat?

My Q to that A: Dude, what?!

I went to pick up some pizza this year

No, this isn't the dog doing the writing.

less A, More Q: Will something happen in 2011?

A. Yes

When asking, Does he ever do anything for anyone?

Just remember the Q & A (last post, below) was brought to you by Me.

Q: Are French Fries ever lonely?

A: Not for long.

Hostess Holiday Fruitcake

I like this Fruitcake. It tastes good, but honestly I used to make fruitcake when I was younger and mine (from a recipe) was better. The fruitcake in the picture was fine and some of it is still in the refrigerator, so I think I'll have a small piece of it now. Bye.

I love Fruitcake

We ate fruitcake before Christmas!

Totally hot, and cold too

Our beautiful dog was elegant in (over) the wiener dog shadow a year ago. This is not a dress, but designers will owe me big time if they rip off the dress, I mean if they rip off the idea for the wiener dog shadow dress. You knew what I meant.

The Oh-No's, Decade of Wienners remembered

There were lots of wienners -- not winners -- in the '00s decade.

This really is fitting, and that's because of all the 'wienners' in the '00s decade, which I'm affectionately calling the 'Oh-No's' in this pOHst. Just remember, don't blame us regular folks because we're way cool, right?! And, what's more, we weren't the ones who caused the big problems on the planet. I decided I'm not going to write about much about unsavory bad stuff in the world because that's no fun! All I know is that a number of professional baseball home run hitters, some business leaders, and as we have become accustomed to many political leaders were wienners, not winners in the Oh-No's. They tried to make us all want to believe in becoming a 'winner' but they showed us that many winners aren't really that at all.

This isn't a real commentary, but it's not a fake one either. I don't want to get too serious and ruin my reputation for goofing off, which is what I like to do when hanging out and eating fast food.

Note: I guess wieners is how most people spell it but in this case I want it to be 'wienners' to say they weren't real winners because of them telling lies and cheating. I hope those we admire and look up to will do better.

I am not a sitcom character

Please check out my music blog. I chose to call it The Overcast Inside. Maybe the name "The Overcast Inside" sounds like it could be a very strange and long song or medley with an interesting mixture of grunge and progressive rock, and that's just fine with me.

I like to think of it as a nice place where everyone can hang out. But nobody has to know your name. I think that was on the sitcom Cheers where they all knew their names or something like that but I'm not sure about the customers who left at closing time. Maybe they forgot the names, or just mispronounced them.

Also, what about all the extras, you know the ones just seated at tables, those actors who didn't have any (or not many) lines. I mean, did they know all the names too? I think I missed that episode where Cliff and Norm (two cool guys, I mean TV sitcom characters) went around the bar and named every one. I mean did they go up to each and every person, and say out loud the actors names and their characters names. I think that would have been a classic episode.

Maybe it happened, but I don't recall seeing that one. Perhaps it was two episodes, because to please me they would have to get every name right. All I remember that was significant to me about that TV show was when the series ended, the girl I used to talk with on the phone in the evening who told me she had to get off the phone to watch the sitcom, wound up marrying someone else. That was later, well not later that evening but you know what I am saying. That was fine with me. I guess I'm just not funny enough though I'll survive it. I can't compare with the legends, but I do know there's hope, out there somewhere, wait I think it's truth not hope that's out there. But there wasn't too much truth in the '00s decade. I'll try to give it some more thought-- not too much thought-- and post something on this subject.

Do I have any special Christmas traditions?

That I came up with just to keep boredom away from me? Well, I really ought to because I get bored sometimes. But actually it's more like me being discouraged because of change. Now don't get me wrong, I'd like change if the change was what I wanted it to be. Usually change is bad because it means losing old relationships (not sexual ones, I don't talk about sex here LOL) and losing friends and needing to find new friends, or fantasies that my friends all wear the newest bikini (well, actually each one has a bikini) and they nice long (or short) pretty hair. And they don't read what I write about fast food, or at least they don't get too encouraged to eat too much food because it's almost Spring. No, there's been snow for more than a month, but it's just barely winter, and by barely, I wasn't making any subtle references to really anything. What I was getting to is, I don't mind the new fashions. I mean, have you been watching the Lady Gaga videos. If not, then I guess I've found the one person who didn't yet. Okay, now (10 minutes later) you have, but I'm not a Lady Gaga promoter. I prefer Madonna and she's still hot and all! But that has nothing to do with whether I have special Christmas traditions to avoid boredom. Well, I try to eat some new foods now and then and sometimes it happens around Christmas! I know that's not very sexy, but this is a food blog, of course with the kinds of things you might here guys talking about if you really wanted to hear guys talking, for example when they are eating fast food, but maybe it's best that you don't listen to such talk. Oh, you already read my blog from start to finish, alright then stick around. Thanks for swinging by. I meant that in a very moral, upstanding way.

Because I said

Guess what I put in the Halo-Halo, this close-up shot is better. Although some the dessert is difficult to see without special halo-halo glasses which would also help people at church potlucks, to know ahead of time what is in "THIS", as in when a nice, sweet, little old lady asks you, honey would you like some of THIS!. If you have the glasses on, then you might make a more informed decision. Sorry, I haven't invented those glasses yet. I should fit being an inventor into my schedule because I want to go back to potlucks. There could be some hot chicks at those potlucks, but more likely I would find fried chicken from KFC, or somewhere else, and that's almost as good as going to a bikini beach. Well no, nothing is that good.

Halwa-Halo, or Halo-Halo plus

I added two large spoonfuls of my improvised halwa, which I made to taste a little sweet but more salty because I like the way it tastes with sweet ice cream. Try to figure out the other ingredients I put in this halo-halo dessert. I just finished eating about an hour ago and now it's almost midnight. Hmm...what should I eat next? No, I think I'll stop for now. But I look forward to later!

I am not a sitcom character

Please check out my music blog. I chose to call it The Overcast Inside. Maybe the name "The Overcast Inside" sounds like it could be a very strange and long song or medley with an interesting mixture of grunge and progressive rock, and that's just fine with me.

I like to think of it as a nice place where everyone can hang out. But nobody has to know your name. I think that was on the sitcom Cheers where they all knew their names or something like that but I'm not sure about the customers who left at closing time. Maybe they forgot the names, or just mispronounced them.

Also, what about all the extras, you know the ones just seated at tables, those actors who didn't have any (or not many) lines. I mean, did they know all the names too? I think I missed that episode where Cliff and Norm (two cool guys, I mean TV sitcom characters) went around the bar and named every one. I mean did they go up to each and every person, and say out loud the actors names and their characters names. I think that would have been a classic episode.

Maybe it happened, but I don't recall seeing that one. Perhaps it was two episodes, because to please me they would have to get every name right. All I remember that was significant to me about that TV show was when the series ended, the girl I used to talk with on the phone in the evening who told me she had to get off the phone to watch the sitcom, wound up marrying someone else. That was later, well not later that evening but you know what I am saying. That was fine with me. I guess I'm just not funny enough though I'll survive it. I can't compare with the legends, but I do know there's hope, out there somewhere, wait I think it's truth not hope that's out there. But there wasn't too much truth in the '00s decade. I'll try to give it some more thought-- not too much thought-- and post something on this subject.

The moon wasn't as

funny as I thought it would be. Well no, actually I knew it wouldn't be funny, nor was it supposed to be. However, I am not an astronomer, a scienist, nor am I a sci-fientist. Better to be a scottist. So then, if you really think it's a good idea?! (well, it ain't), but you can still be like me, although I wouldn't, if I were you that is, but I'm me, so that's why I wanna be like me. Gosh, that was hard to explain. Anyway, don't be like me, but if you wanna be me late at night, when nobody is around and they can't see you being like me, then go outside on a dark, cold night/early morning set the digital camera to video, point it up and start videotaping the starlit sky, and of course narrate what you are seeing up there. Maybe the neighbors will shoot off fireworks, and you might here creepy sounds coming from the garage, and start wondering whether space aliens are videotaping you, trying to videotape them in their flying saucer. One of them could even come up, tap you on the shoulder, and ask you to dance. Just don't look at Mr. Alien the way some girls used to look at me when I walked around the dance floor asking a pretty girl to dance. My guess is you don't want to reject them. And their camera has some other settings, and you never know what they might do once they learn how to blog. Yeah, like umm... imagination required.

NotE: This was before and on the way to the full eclipse and I was full of it. By it, I don't don't mean anything bad. Just like to joke around a lot.

Let me see

What is this? Let me use the flashlight and find out. Oh yeah, it's fast food, and that's right I just went through the drive-thru and because I was hungry for late dinner. Where am I? Oh I think some of you guessed Jack in the Box. This was after midnight early Saturday AM and not many people out.

Quite simply one of the best milk shakes

I like this shake flavor. This is a large Bubblegum Milk Shake from Wheeler's Handout in Nampa, Idaho. It was $3.70 but it's a thick shake and gives me some extended happiness of more than a hour.

Tuesday, I ordered this milk shake again (not pictured, and the photo is from about a week earlier), then we drove to Macy's department store to do Christmas shopping, though we were looking to get some ideas, and when I got tired I came out to the vehicle and drank more of the shake. I will have more on this shake another time.

Oven dried bread

This was another time (before) when I dried pieces of bread in the oven, just to prove I really did it. Dried bread feels better in my stomach than bread or toast, although I do like toast with butter.

This should be a fast food

This is my own sage stuffing. I made it this week, almost a week after Thanksgiving, so we just can't get too much of a good thing. It's delicious. It has a somewhat dark green color because I used fresh sage leaves which were dried in the oven and I rubbed it between my fingers into a fluffy powder to mix with other dry ingredients.
The bread crumbs are what I made first by drying pieces of bread in the oven.
There were some other steps to my recipe, but I'm sure all you cooks can figure it out. Anyway, the stuffing spends time in the oven at the end, and just like TV cooking show magic, it's done before anyone can start pounding their silverware on the table and demand to eat, right away!

Y

is for Yummy!