It Makes My Eyes Bleed

Stuff like this makes me glad that I'm heathen, atheist devil-spawn. I thoroughly suspect my downstairs neighbors are this incredibly dumb, too.

Dear Lewis Hamilton,

Keep your chin up, young man. Don't let the haters get you down; they're just jealous. I realize Felipe Massa has home track advantage, but neveryoumind.

By the way, I'm pretty sure Kimi is an android.

Snout Sandwich?

I did something the other day that I normally don't do: purchase breakfast meats. Sausage is pretty darn good and I like it. I rarely buy it, though, since the thought of making anything more involved than cereal in the morning is anathema to me. But Those From Whose Loins Sprang Dr. Nate visited this past weekend. Which meant breakfast was upgraded for a few days.

But that's not the point.

The point is that I was in the grocery store buying said breakfast sausage and ran across something I've never heard of before: Scrapple. Scrapple? Yep, scrapple. I also ran across something called "pork roll" but that doesn't seem quite as interesting.


So, this scrapple...I'm both horrified and intrigued by it, but who wouldn't be horrified and intrigued by any breakfast meat (and I use the term "meat" rather loosely here) that appears to be a gray loaf of pressed glop?

And not only was this scrapple available, it was placed prominently in the case and there were no less than three different brands of it. If companies are paying for eye-level shelf space for this stuff, people have to be eating it, right?

But what, exactly, ARE they eating? What lies in the depths of that pressed loaf 'o grayness?

"Pork Stock, Pork Livers, Pork Fat, Pork Snouts, Corn Meal, Pork Hearts, Wheat Flour, Salt, Spices."

Pork snouts. Did you know you could eat snouts? I didn't.

I was so intrigued (and horrified) by scrapple that I dragged poor Dr. Nate over to the refrigerated case and made him look at it. Strangely, he didn't seem as disturbed as I. Seems he had already heard about said delicacy from coworkers. Dr. Nate even informed me that scrapple isn't confined to pork varieties, but is a catch-all term for any pressed loaf of glop made from the left over bits and pieces of an animal. You could have beef scrapple. Or deer scrapple. I guess it's that old Pennsylvania Dutch ideal of waste not, so eat gross things.

So I'm debating on whether or not I actually want to buy some of this just to torture myself and Dr. Nate in the name of science. Or if I should just stick to cereal. I'm leaning toward cereal.

Good Movies

Good movies I have watched recently that I didn't expect would be as good as they were:

Battle Royale - then again, Japanese 10th graders killing each other always makes for good viewing.

Mayor of the Sunset Strip - documentary about Rodney Bingenheimer. A veritable "who is awesome in the world of music" feast of cameos, notably David Bowie. Kato Kaelin features prominently, too, but is not awesome. Except that he kind of is.

The Thing - Love Kurt Russell!

Atonement - Because it's Shameless's Steve. Fiona's boyfriend. The truth is out there. Not.

The Wicker Man - the original. Weird; but good.

The Wicker Man - Nicolas Coppola remake. He punches a woman! Cinematic genius. BEES!

Lars and the Real Girl - Awesome.