I’ve been jonesing for Chef Boyardee Ravioli ever since the now famous exchange between Joel and Ellie on HBO’s “The Last of Us” (2023).
Look at what I brought home from the store.
It actually is tasty stuff, though.
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Throwback Thursday: “Ca-Ca-Catch the Wave!”
Here they are — all the Max Headroom ads for Coca-Cola. (I am linking here to the awesome Zona C Youtube channel.) When I mentioned the iconic corporate spokesman here on Monday, I had no idea he’d appeared in so many Coke commercials.
Matt Frewer’s stuttering alter-ego really was everywhere in the 1980’s. (There’s a terrific rundown of his digital reign right here over at Pop History Dig.) And, for my money, the infamous pirate broadcast incident in Chicago is actually a little creepy when viewed in its entirety, in an accidental, V/H/S kind of way. (I actually remember seeing coverage of it on the nightly news back in the day — someone hacking into a television broadcast was a big deal.)
Frewer himself remains a sublimely talented guy. He’s now 65, and his filmography is truly gigantic. He’s an always enjoyable “that-guy” actor who pops up in all sorts of horror and sci-fi properties. (You can probably tell a lot about your personality and viewing habits by where you’ve seen him last.) My favorite role of his might his turn as a doomed nice-guy in the 2004 remake of “Dawn of the Dead,” simply because I love that movie so much.
Graffiti in Roanoke, Virginia, April 2023
I love this town — even the graffiti is polite and upbeat. I may never leave.
It’s okay. Jesus forgives *ALL* my bad puns.
Easter — the holy day on which pun lovers everywhere tell the risen Jesus that it’s nice tomb meet him.
Update — someone on Facebook just told me to “Savior the moment!”
“The Southern Diner Short Poem,” by Eric Robert Nolan
How about some mozzarella
for this 50-year-old fella?
Gimme just enough eggs and cheese
to stop my frikkin’ arteries, please.
Share your cheer and take my money.
No, I don’t mind if you call me “Honey.”
Photo credit: Sarah Stierch (CC BY 4.0)
(Especially the part about not sleeping.)
I am wealthy in Mini-wheats!
I now have totally awesome author/editor friends sending me frosted mini-wheats as poet fuel!!! (Thanks again, Mrs. T.) 😃
I recently confided in my Facebook friends that these things are addictive, and that I might need an intervention. (We don’t actually know for sure what is in that white powder frosting, after all.)
And now I realize that they come in varieties!!! My package included Strawberry and … High Fiber! LOL
HOBO EGGS!
Multiple people in my life have informed me (with no small amount of gravity) that I need to learn how to cook. So I am at least trying something new and super easy.
These are what I’ve heard referred to as “hobo eggs” — eggs fried right within a hole in the bread. (You can add cheese as they cook.) I only learned their name recently — a child character asks for them on incredibly underrated (and inscrutably named) horror show, “From” (2022). (Seriously, this series will scare the hell out of you.)
Believe it or not, this simple dish goes back at least as far as colonial America. I worked as a character interpreter/tour guide for The Rising Sun Tavern in Fredericksburg, Virginia, as a college student just about … 29 years ago. (Sigh.) And the recipe was in a “Colonial American Cookbook” that we sold in the gift shop. (No, I have no idea why I remember the strange things that I do.)
But there it was named “toad-in-the-hole” — which was kind of an odd choice, if you wanted to make something sound appetizing.
You crackers ought to love this joke.
I think I’ll stick with my store brand “woven wheats” crackers.
(If it ain’t broke, don’t Triscuit.)
The ol’ METEOR ploy.
My 2023 April Fool’s Day went well enough. I didn’t get too many of my friends this year, but I still fooled a few on Facebook. Ah, the old chestnut of the crashed meteor.
I think the name of the radio station at the end was a nice touch:
[Okay. The news said that a meteor fell in downtown Roanoke. I know that there were multiple points of impact, but they’re saying it was a single meteor that broke up upon entry.
NO INJURIES OR DEATHS. But the northern section of Elmwood Park is ON FIRE near the amphitheater. It began when the meteor struck near the trees along Elm Avenue.
Roanoke Fire Department responding.
Will share details here. But, if you can, try tuning in to W-AFD.]
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