graffitti...

...is pretty.



and sometimes, it expresses how your feel better than you could.

-kevsucksdie

where's your....

...head at (at at at at at at)

you can probably answer that question.

I, on the other hand, cannot.

Something happened to me last night, and it feels like my head is detached from my body. I can't have conversations with strangers. I nearly fainted, i think.

Possible culprits:

Weird Diet Fluctuations. I've eaten a lot of shitty food in the last couple of days, after doing well without it for quite a while

The Electric Blanket. I'd had it turned up to 15 the night before, maybe it was too warm and my body reacted unfavorably

Exhaustion. I am very busy. and Very Very Tired.

Malfunctions in the electric chip in my head. Patriot Act.

Others?

-kevved out.

Colt 45...

...hurts your brain.

And probably body.

ouch.

my life is a little...

...closer to being complete.

i have seen conor oberst play live music. y-a-y.

Some conclusions.

#1) He is not as sad as he (purportedly) used to be. i have never heard a bright eyes record, but i hear that it was a rough time in poor conor's life. he now seems to want to be ryan adams/jeff tweedy. he is a far cry from being either.

#2) He is not as pretty as he (purportedly) used to be. he had weird jack white hair and he looked pretty ugly. he is also not jack white. i would have sooner gone home with the bassist who looked like he was retrieved from someone's mother's basement in 1992, just for the show, or any/every member of his opening band.

#3) The opening band was superior to conor oberst. I think they were called the felice brothers? skinny guys, lots of enthusiasm. except for the accordian player. i mean, enthusiastic, but bearing a remarkable resemblance to the dude from blues traveler.

#4) ATL is a cool city. I should go there more.

i can't believe i missed a day. fuck-all.

-kevor kevberst.

Here's a Picture of...

...a casserole I made.



Return readers may or may not get a process set of photos, which are step by step to how to make this casserole and pretty neat looking (multiple squash colors).

Thought for the day is: Horses terrify me, they're just so...big.

-kevin kevin kevin kevin

in this club....

...in this club (HEY!)...in this club....

Whilst singing to myself on the street today, i concluded that some of the sweetest, most amazingly romantic songs i know are rap songs. Still walking and singing, i thought, "a lot of people probably wouldn't think this song is romantic. what makes me think that it is?"

here are my answers: qualities that make a hip-hop, non-classic r&b song romantic:

It is romantic when a rapper who usually talks about killing people talks about a special lady/man

See: Pharaoh Monch, "The Light". Monch, of "Simon Sez Get the Fuck Up" fame, raps about love at first sight in the club. Uses words like immaculate, inappropriate, and talks about getting on his knees when describing the encounter. Uncharacteristic=romantic. If D'Angelo came up to you and recited the words from "The Light", you'd probably sleep with him (I would), but you'd probably feel cheap in the morning knowing that you're one in a line of many of the wooed. If a fat, crass rapper gives you this spiel, you're probably special.

It is romantic when a rapper is candid to the point of making him/herself vulnerable in the act of talking about their significant other

Big Boi and Andre 3000 of Outkast are masters of this. Neither seems to be too cool or too hard to talk straight about lovin'. Examples include "Spotieotiespotteddogalicious" (my favorite is "smellin' like a plate of yams with extra syrup") and that song by UGK about getting married. Those songs are hot as fcuk.

(Another note, being straight honest can sort of blur the line between romantic and sexy, see: "Don't want to meet your daddy, just want you in my caddy")

A final way that a hip-hop song can be romantic: The beat simply makes you want to fuck

Self-explanatory and probably the most reliable one

We don't go to the mall, we don't go out to eat,

-kev.love.

PS. One way of immediately ruining the romance in a rap song

Using the word, "pussy".

Vaguely Christian Young Person Gather Spaces

...make me really really uncomfortable. And they are all the fuck over Athens. I'm in one now. I mean, no one around me as actually doing bible study right now. But i know they will be soon. Soon.

-kevnostic

reading is fundamental...

...ly unnecessary. I get all of my news from the MTV.

However, four things out of context in things I've read recently.

From Grad School:

"The military took over Somalia in a bloodless coup when the last functioning civilian president was assassinated in 1969" (Marten, Kimberly, Warlordism in a Comparative Perspective, Pg 52)

From my Spam Inbox:

"Make her grotto wet of pleasure"

From a music magazine:

"On Thr33 Ringz, Rapper T-Pain Drops Fresh Beats, Solutions to Hunger"

From a chat with Megan Clark:
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Megan:what are you up to, tricky?

me: reading about warlords

Megan: like me?

me: yep
feudal europe, early 20th century china, modern somalia, megan clark
yup, all right here in my readings

Megan: that's funny
you're in my readings today too

me: frail men of modern america?

Megan: Methylenetetrahydofolate reductase, Homocysteine, Kevin Terry, homozygosity for the C677T, etc...
just kidding.
you aren't a genetic disorder

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I guess that last one isn't really reading, persay.

-kevliterate

grad school sucks....

...but right now, I'm reading about warlords, private military contractors, and mercenaries. For Real.

Fuck Yeah.

(these things are not as exciting when you read them in terms of long-lasting, tenable state infrastructure. actchurally, those things make them not exciting at all. Not really Fuck Yeah, I guess. Just Fuck)

-kevlord

fuck you kroger...

...for putting slices of $1.99 cake by the door. Why you gotta go and do that, man? You know I would buy most anything, and only because it was two dollars. I'm also pretty likely to buy cake, just because i can see it.

two dollar cake, then, is totally beyond resistability for me.

lame.

-kevfection

i lost...

...in an important game of frisbee today.

I was really crushed. Not totally sure why. But I've got this horrible fear that I can't win when it matters. And I guess in real life there's not so much a "winning" in crucial situations, but maybe there is. And if there is, I'm afraid that I can't make it happen. And that sucks.

I guess I can always try again tomorrow, and next month, and next year.

killer parties almost killed me,

-table of kevtents

i'll admit...

...that yes, it is questionable.

I will say this though. I resent online indie comics like Questionable Content for creating fictional, unrealistic girls for me to vaguely crush-on. Like, maybe they're all in Toronto. But probably not.

I mean, I don't even do this with movies! Much less real-life-flesh ladies! I have one of those! Do the authors have no real-life ladies of their own, so they console themselves with these drawn-up ladies!? These comics a cru-el!

-kevfatuated.

PS. The guy at Boy On A Stick and Slither doesn't seem to have that problem.

PPS. Wow it took me a really long time to figure out how to use hyperlinks.

PPSSPPSSPQ. I just found out that Famous Amos, the cookie guy, is Black. Who knew?

Challenge...

...suckas.

I've accepted, and now it's a team. A team of super-awesome folks. One has babies! They're real cute!

And Todd! I love Todd. And ME!

LOOK AT ME!



I hate cats! But I love them in pictures!

I'm going take this "post everyday" thing as an opportunity to be less serious about my blog. No more love-sickness with friends. No more boring ol' political posts. Just a lot of pointless drivel.

-kevisus

ps. I keep wanting to scream "eat shit!" at people with McCain/Palin stuff on on their cars, etc. But I know that would be wrong.

Woke up new...

... I felt free and I felt lonely and I felt scared.


(That coffee said Obama when I ordered it. It was an Obama latte. All smiles)

We have a new president, and I was too tired last night from volunteering around Chicago with various organizations dedicated to increasing immigrant voter participation to care.

This morning, however, I woke up new. And I felt bright and energized all at the same time. This is an incredible moment to live through. I am happy to have seen it.

However, what I took away from from talking to dozens of people, knocking on hundreds of doors, and watching a young organizers command small armies of volunteers* was that it matters more what people are willing to do to fight for their rights than who is president or in congress or what-have-you. Barack Obama is a symbol for millions of people who were hungry to be represented. And while seeing his face brings me satisfaction, seeing the faces of brown people who at one point could not vote or who still cannot vote at present facilitating democracy by begging their families friends and neighbors to visit the polls, that brought me joy and peace.

this is real and not for play,
-kevoutthevote

*to get an idea of where I was starting saturday, googlemap the following: Waukegan, Il, Woodstock, Il, Melrose Park, Il, 1847 W Summerdale, Chicago, Cicero, Il, 2107 N Albany, Chicago, back to Cicero, back to Albany, Waukegan, Il, Madison and Michigan, Chicago, 2020 W 18th, Chicago, 2107 Albany

This person is WONDERFUL!...

...She's the only person to ever make me feel like a scared horse and a big brave dog all in the same day!



Hey! Wow! Thanks!

RAWRARARARARWARAR

-kevinnnnnenenen

You knew it was coming eventually...

...I can't shake this person!



She fucking rules!

(Unfortunately, all the photos are having to come from the f-book. Lame, I know, but my computer with some photos sorta sploded. Also unfortunately, most photos of this dashing woman are of her doing something creepy in a play. This, was the least creepy of those, I think)

As a younger man, I tried to quit her multiple times. Not to be, friends.

I pretty much don't get to choose whether we're friends or not, and that's pretty much the best thing ever.

Love-ly.

Puttin' holes in your sweata,
with my Beretta.

-circle kae

This Here Pursin (for lack of better photo evidence)...

...is my first and last best friend.



In a quick exercise, I want all six of you to think about the person you know you can depend on most in the world. Now think about your first memory of that person doing something that you were pissed about. Now think about how you got over that and how much fun you had being friends again. Now think about how many times/year that this happens.

I bet my number is higher than yours, because my best friend has been my best friend since I was a round ball of baby (there's photo evidence to prove it, she's straining significantly to keep my fat little body aloft).

I suppose the only exceptions would those of you who thought of your parents, in which case, that's really awesome. Me, I've got the best sister on earth, so nyah nyah.

If I had a boat, I'd sail across the ocean.
And if I had a pony...I'd ride him on my boat.

-kevro the furry footed

I am in love...

...with this person!



It's hard to explain things like this. I never could have envisioned myself with someone like her. Sometimes I'm still confused that it's real. But it is, and I'm happiest when she's with me. It's (capital L)ove. Maybe that's the wonderful thing about that whole thing. It doesn't really matter that much who you expected or thought you'd be with. In reality, those people don't make you as happy as you'd expect them to (I'm holding out for Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliot). I personally don't think there's "the one" person for each of us, but this one is tremendous for me. How fun, no?

That person up there^^^^, is awesome.

Always in love,

-kev-sick

This Beautiful Person...

Is my most consistent, awesomest friend. And she's awesome.



I can't really explain why I'm doing this. I like it a lot though. I think the closest I can get is by comparing this to the scenes from Wong Kar Wai's "2046" where the woman whispers her love for a dude into a hole in a tree. (This is roughly as I remember it). I really like telling people how much they mean to me, but I do this too often and it gets weird, especially with people who are either a/ not in the mood or b/ people who find it difficult to convey their emotions in return.

So, for me, this is nice, except instead of whispering my love into a tree, I'm shouting it into the vast void of the internet.

You ain't much fun since I quit drinkin'
-captain k

This Person...

...Also Awesome



oh, I only wish i knew you better, friend.

-kev-i-saw-rus

Hayer Marchamos....

...Mañana votamos.

Immigrant voting push strong

Chicago Tribune
12:11 AM CDT, October 3, 2008

Voter registration drive

Volunteers register voters Wednesday at Eid al-Fitr, which marks the end of the Ramadan fasting period. (Tribune photo by Chuck Berman / October 1, 2008)

During the last three months, immigrant groups in Illinois have registered about 24,000 new voters, part of an aggressive last push to influence next month's elections.



Although the subject of Immigration has barely been broached by either presidential candidate, frustrations with the system are spurring registration drives in Chicago, Los Angeles, New York and elsewhere that have seen nearly half a million new voters registered by immigrant groups in 12 states.

A campaign in Illinois and six other stateslaunched last week to register 1 million new Latino voters hopes to sway 46 Electoral College votes, organizers said. In solidly Democratic Illinois, activists are targeting suburban areas where potentially close congressional elections could lead to more support in Congress for Immigration reforms. Nearly 200,000 voters in Illinois have registered since January, bringing the state total to 7.4 million, Illinois State Board of Elections figures show.

"This is now getting to the point where the impact of the electorate is going to have to be taken seriously," said Joshua Hoyt, executive director of the Illinois Coalition of Immigrant and Refugee Rights, which is also launching a $500,000 get-out-the-vote effort next week featuring phone banks, mailers and offers to drive voters to polling sites Nov. 4.

As they target Chinatown, Bridgeview, Chicago Lawn and 17 other communities in a scramble for new voters before Tuesday's registration deadline, volunteers have tapped into a mosaic of the immigrant experience that defines the Chicago region.

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Yay for all my buddies...

Many regrets,

KOTV (Kev out the vote)

New Feature!....

...People who are awesome!

This person is awesome:



Stay Tuned for More Awesome People.

From Georgia With Love,
-k....e....v...i...n

wait. I wasn't done.

Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo

Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)

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Now I'm done.

Honky Tonk Badonkadonk....

...yep, that's pretty much it.

Wow.

-kaykay?

I still really like....

...Rockn'rollmusic

Went to see Pinback, it was enjoyable to see a band I've loved since high school, even if I haven't heard their two most recent records.

A couple of thoughts are:

-They sound better in studio. I haven't really ever seen a show where I felt this way, but they put their stuff together meticulously, at home, on a laptop, over the course of years. And it sounds really fucking good. Live, they upped the tempo, added extra drums, and whinier vocals. So, not really amazing. But. They still played the songs I wanted to hear, and those songs still gave me chills.

-Weird crowd. A lot of semi-fratty boys dancing awkwardly. Similar number of sorority? Type girls dancing awkwardly. Lots of people with beards. I'ma shave mine clean off.

-The bass-player/2nd vocalist is fucking awesome. He's really really good. And watching him play some of the first bass lines I ever learned enthusiastically and with variations I could never dream of thrown in was a real treat.

I think I want to start spending lots of time playing music again.

2x 2L calling CQ New York. Isn't there anyone on the air?

-kevback.

ps. Real bassists play 4-string.

Another example of why you shouldn't be an asshole....

...Because when your banks go into a liquidity tailspin, international financial partners will not come to your aid.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/23/business/worldbusiness/23euro.html?_r=1&ref=business&oref=slogin

Even in the international financial market system, the do unto others idea probably has something to do with how folks do business.

When your G-7 partners call for greater regulation of corporations and industries, maybe you shouldn't thumb your nose at them.

When those same countries are asking for cooperation in stabilizing their own markets, maybe you shouldn't count on capitalism's power to fix itself.

Turns out the the global market really doesn't fix itself. Some people will write that it does, even in the face of this overwhelming evidence to the contrary. They will be wrong again.

And sometimes, we all need a little help from others.

Way to suck at diplomacy, you beautiful administration.

Another reason not to be a jerk,

-kevina

I love...

...Frisbee.

I admit it, it is a game that makes me very happy because even though I am a huge basket case and can't stop having neurotic thoughts all day everyday even for a second, when I play Ultimate frisbee, everything else goes away and I can be mechanical and have pure reactions for a couple of hours 3-5 times in a day.

Doubts go away.
Nervous reflection on the immediately preceding moment goes away.
I scream fuck and shit and can be a huge jerk, but it comes from a totally uncalculated place and it is better to be a jerk in that moment, when I can reasonably apologize for it later than in a setting where I might do irreparable damage to a relationship.
My body does things I don't expect it to do, and that's really fun.
At the end of the day, I feel exhausted, but I don't feel tired

I will try to play this game until I am too old to play anymore.

That post was a lame post, not interesting or particularly funny or irreverent. But it was sincere.

Sometimes I do that.

Here ares some pictures of me playing frisbee.





-Kevdog

Found Dog...

...Wirey, scruffy, responds to most basic commands.

Male--Unneutered.

Call Ann. :)

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They'll say those kind words about me someday. When my life goes off track and my addiction to chewy foods gets out of hand. And you can all say you saw it coming. Because I wrote about it in my blog.

I don't blog about music, usually. Mostly because a lot of people do and a lot of them are jerks. But here's a simple, subjective, non-critical opinion of mine...because, man, these albums have gone a long way in keeping me from drinking more than I already do.

THREE POP ALBUMS THAT ARE GOOD START TO FINISH

1/Beulah- When Your Heartstrings Break
2/Kleenex Girl Wonder- Ponyoak
3/The New Pornographers- Electric Version

If not for these albums, I would have died driving from Illinois to Georgia.

Last note, I started tutoring 3rd Graders in Math today.

Two things of note:

1/ Third Graders are Fuckin Cool. Especially when their names are Galaxie and Paloma.
2/ (some) Third Grade Teachers are Fuckin Lame. Especially when they tell their kids that some are smart and some are dumb.

Bonus. I'm glad none of the kids in my class are this kid.



Y-A-Y, Yay!

-keverrific.

holy crap, 50 posts!

...new record!

...I ate a cheeseburger!

And it was delicious. Interesting thing, now, after only about 2 weeks of not eating much bread at all, if I eat it I feel kinda sick. Otherwise, I'm doing much better, physically. I'm leaner, I feel like my endurance is up a little athletically, and my brain is not so hazy as it was the first two weeks.


Athens is becoming a little more liveable. It just...is. One of the ways that I'm having better luck are the small businesses that are becoming sort of oasis.

It sounds strange, and I don't particularly like saying that I'm finding comfort in places where I can spend my money, but I would be lying if I told you it weren't the case. Some examples:

-Schoolkids Records. I bought Stereolab tickets there, it seems to have things I am looking for, and I've been in twice to browse and not buy and the people didn't seem to mind when I did it.

-Add Drug Pharmacy. It's true, it's not the Weinery, but really, no place is the Weinery besides the Weinery. This is where I ate 2 hamburgers, cooked in front of me and a Coke, which, when I ordered it, they asked me, "do you want some Vanilla or Cherry?" and I said "(FUCK!) yes please". And then everything (coke, chips, burgers, stomachache) was 4 dollars. True story. And it's in a real-life drug store. These things don't really happen up North.

-283 Bar. Nice Bartenders. Jukebox with David Bowie, Michael Jackson, Elton John, Fucked Up, and Built to Spill. 2 Dollar PBR tall boys. What's not to love?

-Rocket Salon. Awesome haircut. And they do tattoos. Rocket Salon Hair and Tattoo Parlor. Awesome.

So, at least I can spend my money well. Who says you can't buy 20 minutes of happiness at a time. Not hookers, that's for sure.

Sometimes, I with I had a farm,
-kevved on fonics

Ain't No Party in the Police State...

I've only seen pictures, but it appears that the suppression of free speech at the Republican National Convention is everything they said it would be."Free Speech Zones", cattle routes, and police in riot gear. A few of my friends were on the front page of the Minneapolis Star Tribune (www.startribune.com, look up the slide show and video), being marched prisoner-style along a lawn.

I am so proud of them. And everyone else who marched. Not necessarily because I think the party is the most productive thing to protest, but because I think they are extraordinarily brave to risk their bodies in speaking their minds.

awed,
-k

Finale

Last Day.

Food:

No food. Part of the life change plans to be intermittent fasting, as recommended by one very fit-looking man.

Today, I did not eat. Except for 1 pot of earl grey tea and 3 almonds. Wow this is about as hard as I thought it would be. I am very hungry.

Tomorrow, I'll write up some observations. The next day I will write up some analyses, maybe.

Regardless, I will blog about my food intake no more forever. Things will go back to their normal 3-4 posts a month.

-kevcepticon.

Football

Football. Football. Football.

Athens totally shuts down for Football. I don't know whether it is because the town is horribly laid out, or because people just love it that much.

This is not like Manhattan, Kansas shuts down, where residents put magnetic decals on their purple cars and everyone can drive about 20 miles/hr, and people barbecue in the parking lot (which accommodates most of the people who come) and then they go drink at Rusty's Last Chance Bar and Grill or Rusty's Salloon or Rusty's Outback or Rusty's Mother's House. No.

Instead.

Absolute. Gridlock.

Banks are not open. Restaurants close early. Other Reasons for living cease to be relevant.

I was advised to stay in my house. It was not a joke.

In other news, I started reading John Darnielle's blog, Last Plane to Jakarta (www.lastplanetojakarta.com). I cannot love the Mountain Goats or that man any more than I do. My run-in with him, my friends' run-ins with him, his music, his blog. I should stop learning anymore, lest what is perhaps my final music-man-infatuation dissolve. Because lets face it, having heroes feels really good.

Friday, August 28th:

Breakfast:

1 Bowl of Hearty Morning (or whatever the fuck it was, I'm out of it, and I've called its something different everytime I've written it down). With milk.

Lunch: Cali-N-Tito's Latin Cafe

1 Steak Cubano w/ Mayo, Lettuce, Tomato, Jalapeno

Coffee:

1 Medium Iced Americano

Happy Hour:

1 Terrapin Rye Ale
1 Terrapin Golden Ale
1 More Terrapin Rye Ale
1 Drink of Someone's Something Beer
1 16 oz Can of Colt 45

Weakness:
1 99 cent Crispy Chicken Sandwich
1 99 cent Junior Cheeseburger Deluxe
1 Glass of Milk


Saturday August 29th:

Breakfast: 5 Point Deli

1 Rotisserie Chicken Sandwich on White Bread with Lettuce, Tomato, Mayo and Onion.

Coffee:
1 16 oz Coffee

Snack:
Hummus
Handful of pita Chips.

Post Workout:

~20 oz Milk.

Dinner: Subway

Roast Beef Sandwich on Italian Herb & Cheez with lettuce, tomato, onion, banana pepper cucumber and spicy mustard
1 Bag of Original Sunchips.

Drinking:
1 Goose Island Summer Ale
~4 8 oz Jim Beam and Dr Pepper Drinks
1 Shot Ron Rico Pineapple and Coconut Rum.

Tomorrow's it, then I won't blog about what I eat anymore unless it's what I like eating.


luvs and luvs,
-kevpletion

Almost done, I'll probably do a wrap-up analysis-type thing, and maybe a separate blog for what I eat in the future, but it won't be posted here after Sunday.

Thursday, August 28th:

Breakfast:
1 bowl leftover oatmeal mash w/ milk
3 slices roast beast.
1 glass of Sunny Delight California Style
~ 3 Almonds

Lunch: Espresso Royale Cafe

Turkey Sandwich: w/ Mayo, Lettuce, Tomato, Banana Peppers
1 16 oz Iced Black Tea

Dinner:
2 Bowls of Whole Wheat Rotini w/ Mix of or Ragu Chunky Pasta Sauce and Organic-y Basil Sauce.
1 12 oz Mountain Dew.

Boozin':
1 12 oz Sierra Nevada Pale Ale
1 12 oz Pacifico Beer
1 12 oz Victory Brewery Golden Monkey High Gravity Beer
1 12 oz Rogue Dead Guy Beer
1 7 oz Whatever Was Left of What My Roommate was Drinking

After Boozin': The Grill

1 Denver Omelet
1 Serving Home Fries
1 Cup of Coffee

Drinking too much. Adverse affects on my eating habits.

-kevvy ford

Day 20 Something

Wednesday, August 27th.

Breakfast:
~10 oz Berry Boost Smoothie

Lunch: Hot Corner Cafe

1 Vegetarian Ruben Sandwich (Avocado,Spinach,Tomato, Rye Bread, 1000 Island, Spicy Mustard)
~5 Kettle Chips
1 Serving Mac and Cheese
1 1/2 Pickles
1 16 oz Orange Blossom Oolong Tea w/ Honey

Dinner:

Oatmeal w/ Crushed Walnuts, Chopped Almonds, 3 Tbsp Brown Sugar, 1/4 Cup Heavy Cream, 3 tsp Cinnamon, 2 Shots Jim Beam. (Actually really really really good. If I ever need to make oatmeal for dinner because my throat hurts again, I will do it this way, maybe with a little nutmeg and vanilla and perhaps some dried fruit).

Playing Pool:

2 12 oz Pabst Blue Ribbon Beers

After Pool:

1 1/2 lb Big Molly Burger w/ Mashed Potatoes.

-Kevye West

Sharing is Caring...

...That's right, i said it, goddammit.

Tuesday, August 28th

1 8 oz Coffee
1 10 oz Campbell's Vegetable Soup

Lunch at 5 Star Day Cafe

1 Cup of Chicken and Dumpling Soup
1 Side Salad of Romaine, Tomato, Cucumbers, Shredded Carrots w/ Ranch.

Coffee Break:

1 Small Pot of Earl Grey Tea w/ Almond Syrup (Surprise!)
1 Small Pot of Earl Grey Tea w/o Syrup (sub Honey.

Dinner:

1 Chicken Breast (herbed and grilled)
1 Serving of "Cajun" Sweet Potatoes
~24 oz Bolthouse Berry Boost Smoothie
1 Handful of Almonds

After Dinner Studytime:
16 oz Camomile Tea
2 Handfulls of Almonds.

12 oz Chamomile Tea with 2 shots Jim Beam

Seriously, it feels good to give things to other people. It doesn't feel good to sit on the things that you own. Especially if you own a crochet set.

-kevnevolent

Coca Cola owns my school

...so I may begin to rebel against what was essentially mother's milk for much of the first part of my life. Most positive memories I have of my childhood are tied to the memory of that sweet, sweet combination of corn syrup, carbonated water, caramel color, and the blood of union leaders.

But now, seeing that Coke is written on the side of every building, incorporated into every school event, and actually, paying my stipend by way of a former CEO donating all of the money to start the foundation that I work for, I feel increasingly compelled to rage against the Coke-stablishment.

Some reasons:

1/ That shit is really bad for you.

2/ Not only are the nice memories tied to coke-sumption, but so are the massive fucking holes in my molars.

3/ The weirdness of the oncampus coke-emon. Seriously, you won't find the Pepsi logo anywhere, unless you look at the no food and drink signs outside of computer labs, where they have the big X-out of soda, which happens to be a Pepsi. No man, I don't trust that at all.

Regarding the food blog, I've run into a bit of trouble, given my computer's intermittent death/revival/amnesia, I've lost the word document with this week of foods. I'm going to try to reconstruct it, but I can't be totally sure of its accuracy, starting Tuesday.

Monday August 18

Breakfast: Wendy's
Wendy’s Double Cheeseburger

Lunch: Subway
¾ Footlong Subway Chicken Breast Sandwich w/ Southwest Mayo

Bar #1: The Globe
Peanut Butter and Raspberry Jelly Sandwich
2 Bags of Potato Chips
3 Pints of Harp
1 “Adult Rootbeer Float” (presumably vodka & Schnapps)

Bar #2: The Hot Corner
1 Cup of Beer Cheese Soup
1 Bread and Butter Plate
1 Small Coffee
1 Irish Coffee

Around Midnight:

3 Spoonfulls of Peanutbutter

Tuesday August 19

Breakfast:

3 Egg Ommelette w/ provolone cheese
1 Glass Orange Juice

Don't remember much of the afternoon.

Dinner:

3 Slices of Roommate-made pizza w/ Pesto, Spinach, Feta, Provolone.

Wednesday August 20

This day is a Blur...

Items I remember being ashamed of:

1 12 oz Bag of Peanut Lover's Chex Mix.
1 12 oz Bag of Welch's Fruit Snacks.

Dinner:
2 Servings of Rotini with Ragu Chunky Red Sauce
1/2 Bottle of White Wine.

Thursday August 21

2 Terrapin Rye Beers
1 Fancy Pilsener

Late Night Subway:

1 6-inch Tuna Sandwich w/ cucumbers, tomatoes and mayo.

Friday August 22

Breakfast:
1 Bowl of Healthy Heart Bran Crunch w/ milk

Lunch:
1 Small Bowl of Spinach w/ Wasabi Vinagrette and Almonds
1 Handful of Almonds

Weakness:
1 Chick-Fil-A Deluxe Fried Chicken Sandwich

Cocktail Reception for Grad Students:

2 Slices of "Prime" Rib.
~5 Tortilla Chips
1 Table spoon of bean dip
1 Cup of M&M Trail Mix
1/2 Cold Chicken Nugget

Gradschool Afterparty:
2 Bud Lights
2 Shots Captain Morgan Special Reserve
2 Shots Ron Rico Pineapple Coconut Rum (little puke)
2 12 oz Pabst Blue Ribbons
1 16 oz Pabst Blue Ribbon

Drunk Foray into a 24 Hr Diner:
1 1/3 Pound Hamburger with Lettuce, Tomato, Mayo, Mustard, and Grilled Onions (fail)

Saturday August 23

1 Medium Iced Coffee

Lunch:
Coffee shop Veggie Wrap w/ Onions, Lettuce, Tomato, Hummus.
1 16 oz Black Tea

Dinner:

2 Red Party Cups Miller Light
3 12 oz Pabst Blue Ribbons
2 Shots Tequila (variety unknown)
1/2 Very mysterious Mixed Drink

Sunday August 24th
2 Handfulls of salted almonds
1 Cup of Morning Hearty Cereal w/ milk
2 Servings of Whole Wheat Rotini w/ Basil pasta sauce, spinach, greenpepper, Parmesan.
3 Steak Tacos w/ Tomato, Onion, Jicama, Green Salsa, Lime
1 20 oz Vanilla Italian Soda
1 Junior Bacon Cheeseburger.
1 Glass of Milk w/ Nesquick Chocolate not all the way stirred in.

Monday August 25th

1 Bowl Morning Harvest Cereal With Milk.
16 oz Coffee
12 oz Minute Maid Orange Juice
~20 oz of Japanese Green Tea
7 Various Sushi Pieces (from what I could tell: Salmon, Squid, Eel, Tuna, Whitefish, ?, ?)
1 Dragon Roll
1 Fried Lobster Piece
2 Unknowns
1 Small bowl of Miso Soup
1 Scoop of Red Bean Ice Cream

Late Night:
1 Serving Cold Leftovers of the Spinach/Pepper/Pasta Medley

-Very Very Bad Kevin

ps. Very Bad

No more school...

...no more. Why did I come back? I shouldn't have come back. I blame lucifer. And the allure of the "South". Athens is not the "South".

Sad that right as Elsabeth complimented me, which made things awesomer, I was fucking this whole eating experiment up. In response to your question EB, lord willing, it will become permanent and even better. Know that living with you was probably the healthiest mental and physical state I'd been in in a long old time. I miss you bunches.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Friday august 15th

Lunch Grand Cafe:

Coffee
Cajun chicken sandwich
½ serving of chips
pickle
Iced Green Tea
½ White chocolate cranberry cookie


Canned Latte Drink (eee-yuck)
15 or 20 sunflower seeds

Dinner, Quiznos:
¾ large turkey sub, Lettuce, Tomato, Mayo, Horseradish Sauce

Laterfood:
Pasta Salad made out of peas, pasta, miracle whip, Vidalia onion dressing.
4 Sour Cream and Cheddar Ruffles

Saturday August, 16th:

Breakfast
Chocolate Banana 2 shots smoothie at starbucks

Fuel:
1 Handful of wheat thins
2 Handfuls of Trail Mix
1 Handful of Salt and Vinegar Chips

Hanging out:
1 32 Tiger green Gatorade
2 helpings of pasta salad
1 Handful of Ruffles
16 oz PBR
12 oz Goose Island IPA

Dinner:
Jambalaya
Rice Balls
Green Salad w/ Ranch Dressing
20 oz Belgian style wheat beer.
12 oz Miller Light

Sunday August 17, 2008
Breakfast:
8 oz coffee
Hashbrowns with Ketchup
Sausage McGriddle

Mid-tourney snack:
1.5 Bananas
1 Carrot Cake Clif Bar
32 oz Tiger Gatorade

Dinner:
Potroast Panini w/ Horseradish sauce and provolone cheese
Green Salad w/ Ranch
Reeses crunchy bar
Iced Coffee

In those three days I totally matched my lifetime consumption of Horseradish sauce. Ha.

-so keeved.

Had to write something down...

...if I do it here, I'm likely to see it again and remember that I read it.

An absurd passage from an "Observation, Speculation, and Modeling" by Charles Lave and James March (reading for school):

"To speak of pleasures is probably dangerous and certainly pretentious. Few people rely solely on any social science for their pleasures, and attaining a suitable level of ecstasy involves work. We regret the latter problem. It is a nuisance, but God has chosen to give the easy problems to the physicists. We do not regret the former problem. We have no intention of suggesting that poetry and sex be abandoned. Rather, we invite you, in the moments between Byron and bed, to join us in speculating about ordinary human existence". (pg 10, Essential Readings in Comparative Politics).

Weird.

-kevling

Everyone is critical!

...S'ok. I need it. I'm clearly a kevolution diet failure. I'm going to continue blogging about eating so I can do an analysis at the end of the month, but I doubt I can be as strict as I'd like to, especially given limited funding for R&D of a better nutritional program and kevinetics laboratories.

Thought of the last week.

Political science professors are either shaped like she-mice or weird mid-aged man-dolls with big heads. I'm hoping my head doesn't start to expand too soon. I think the bulk of it happens when you write your thesis, altough there are some people in my program who put a little bit of doubt into that theory.

Brief upload from last week:

Tuesday, Aug 12th

Breakfast
1 Bowl Oatmeal w/Banana

Coffee:
Iced Americano

Lunch at the Five Star Day Cafe (delicious southern food)

Macaroni and Cheese
“Hoppin John” (Rice Beans and Relish)
Macaroni and Cheese
1 Slice Cornbread

Snack:
1 Raw Carrot
1 Glass of Milk
4 Cream Cheese Crab Wontons (dunno why, roomate making them, harrrd to resist)

Dinner:

Cold Tomato/Cucumber Salad Thing (I wanted to use a blender to chop veggies, ended up with something that imagine was kinda like cucumber borscht)
Steamed Snap Peas and Carrots and Bell Pepper
Rice and Black Beans
1 Glass White Wine
Goose Island Summer Ale


Wednesday August 13th

Breakfast:
1 Bowl Leftover Oatmeal w/ Banana

Lunch:
24 oz Iced Black Tea
2 Heart Healthy Cakes

Snack:
1 Raw Carrot
1 Glass Milk

Dinner:

Rice, Beans, Carrot, Tomato and Egg Medley
Sliced Bell Pepper, Cucumber, Snap Peas
Goose Island 312

Thursday, Aug 14th

Breakfast:
1 Banana
1 Glass of Milk

Snack:
Baggie of Snap peas, Cucumber, Bell Pepper
8 oz Coffee

Lunch at a The Taco Stand (incredibly mediocre)

Mexican “pizza” (beans, cheese, tomato sauce, sour cream)
~7 Tortilla Chips w/ Salsa
16 oz Coke

Dinner at Subway

Footlong Subway Melt w/ lettuce, onion, tomato, oil and vinegar, mayonaise
2 Swigs of Coke
2 Bud Lights

Late Night Grocery Visit:
1 Fudge Clif Bar
1 Unsweetened Black Tea

Fucked up on everything that last day, mostly out of laziness and the fact that i was driving to Atlanta. I easily could have done better.

-kevtronicus of the kevman empire

Racism is Everywhere....

...this comes from right outside of Seattle. Fucked up, and there were more awful signs on other parts of the place that i didn't get pictures of.



Sad. Very sad. At least (too bad) that it's everywhere for everyone instead of just focused on a few folks.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Other news. Started a new type of eating. Went to the grocery store and a-here we go.

Breakfast:

1 large bowl of Cinnamon Life Cereal
1 Yoplait Strawberry Yogurt.

Lunch:

1 Slice of Herbed Turkey Breast
1 Carrot
~20 oz Blue Goodness Smoothie
1 Georgia Peach!

Coffee:
20 oz Iced Green Tea

Dinner:
1 Serving of Whole Wheat Pasta w/ Red Sauce
1 Spinach Salad in Wasabi Vinagrette

Coffee:
12 oz Coffee (doh!)

Midnight compulsion:
3 tablespoons of roomie's peanut butter. Not fully conscious, couldn't help it.

I've discovered that I cannot sustain the athletic activities that I do regularly eating only fruits and vegetables, the full liver cleanse will have to wait. Yesterday, I ate no refined sugar. We'll see how that goes overtime. I'm breaking my alcohol ban as I type...Oops?

-the keverend al sharpton.

The Illinois Coalition for Immigrant and Refugee Rights...

...rocks on without me. I don't know how to feel about it. School hasn't started, but when it does, I don't think I'll enjoy it too much. I haven't had this kind of deep-seated regret in a long-old time.

I should have been brave.

I should have stayed in Waukegan.


Food (Last day of eating garbage, non-stop, so I took it to the limit)

Breakfast: Intended to go to Waffle House, ran out of time and went to Zaxby's (nasty)

1 Grilled Chicken Sandwich w/ lettuce and mustard-type sweet sauce
3/4 of the Side Order of Fries
3/4 Medium Coke

Coffee:

Caribou
Medium Iced Americano

Dinner:

The Varsity (famous southern drive-in, I imagine it will be off limits for a while)
1 Chili Cheese Dog
1 Order Onion Rings
1 Frosted Orange (so good...sooooogooood)
1 Fried Apple Pie

Drinking:
1 Carta Blanca Beer
10 oz Dr Pepper
2 Shots Jim Beam (I have a handle of it, if you're looking for an explanation).

I found out today/yesterday that nobody's really been reading this. If you have and can establish unhealthy trends I need to break, feel free to comment as to foods you think oughtta be off-limits.

I had a decent day today, bought groceries, ate only from home (post tomorrow). I don't think I'll be able to quit coffee. I'm going to try hard to mostly quit alcohol. Refined Sugar is what I'm aiming to drastically reduce, alongside bread-type foods. Finally, no soda, whatsoever. Hopefully this is a forever decision.

-kvntry

I Don't Trust....

...IKEA.

I think it's because of the way that the furniture is really cheap, and the people all wear the same shirts, and they make you believe that their employees are rebels. The place reeks of cheap exploitation.


Yesterday's garbage:

Breakfast:

1 Fuji Apple

Lunch:
Subway
Roast Beef w/ Lettuce Tomato Mayo Onions Pickles (first Subway I've ever seen w/o Banana Peppers. Inexplicable rage)
1 Bag Jalepeno Chips
1 Sweet Tea

Coffee:
1 Medium Iced Americano

Pool Party Thrown by Fellowship Chair:
2 Bud Lights.
1 Bass Ale
4 Carrots
~12 Broccolis
Mound of Ranch Dressing
1 Handful of Tortilla Chips
6 Weird little Triscuit Crackers
1 Shrimp Empanada
1 Spinach Empanada
2 Chicken Empanadas

Left their before actual dinner started to eat dinner at an intriguing restaurant w/ Roomie

Dinner

The Mean Bean (Should have tipped me off. Shit was disgusting)

2 Chicken Enchiladas (Meaning corn tortilla/shredded chicken/bucket of red sauce?)
Handful of Doritos.

Fuck, that place was gross.

Show (Hold Steady):
1 24 oz Pabst Blue Ribbon

After Show:
1 32 oz Tiger Woods Gatorade
~3 shots Jim Beam
6 oz Dr Pepper
1 Twix Bar.

I did this all while sitting in my new $20 Ikea kitchen chair.

Wishing I had some Lingonberry Jam,
-keeevin

I love some things

I LOVE ROCK N' ROLL MUSIC

I love The Hold Steady. Craig Finn is so nerdy, so spazzy, and so phenomenally captivating. I have decided to buy their albums. And then maybe to buy Lifter-Puller's albums. I fucking love that band.

I watched them (first show in Athens) last night at the 40 Watt Club. It was very interesting to see a bunch of people who have never been to Nicollet and 66th scream about Nicollet and 66th, but oh well. I had forgotten how much I like concerts and that deaf, disoriented feeling that comes with leaving them. They might very well make Athens worth living in.


Breakfast:
1 Bowl Cinnamon Life con Leche
1 Bowl Cinnamon Life w/ Yogurt

Coffee
16 oz Coffee

Lunch
5 Points Diner and Deli
Roast Beef and Provolone Sandwich w lettuce tomoato onion mayo.

Dinner:
Barberitos (gross almost Chipotle. See: Burrito Loco of Minneapolis)
Chicken Burrito w/ Black beans, salsa, lettuce, sour cream.
Chips and Salsa

Late Night
12 oz Green Goodness Smoothie
2 Vodka Lemonade Fizzies

I love the crowds at the really big shows.
People touchin' people.
That they don't even know, yo.

-kevinroll.

Perversions of MN Chains Abound...

Part 1...The now customary preface to my dietary entry:

Ever since I was a man too young for liquor but too cool for the arcade there has been the coffee shop. I'm really hoping to outgrow it soon, seeing as I've killed oh-so-much time in them for several years now, but given my current state of loneliness, they seem like the place to be (at least for now).

Given their nature, coffee shops tend to be unique to their areas (we can all assume the Starfucks and CariBoo and Seattle's Worst to non-factors in this passage). However, one that has always had a very home-y feel, but can always be recognized through their menu graphics is the ERC E> (Espresso Royale Cafe <3). They also have such distinguishing characteristics as sullen, semi-cute, surly baristettes (again, not counting a bright, beautiful young Blake Bolan), so-so soups, and weird heart-heathy, whole-food-type oatcakes things.

What is odd about this plae is that I have only seen them in places I live, never in places I visit. I'm not sure if this means I should hang out there or not. I did in Minneapolis because it was in a space that was sort of like a converted hallway, which I liked. I did in Manhattan because it seemed like Java was for old people. Now it is a difficult decision because Jittery Joes (which seems to have an abundance of creeps) is a mere 3 minute bike ride, compared to the 20 it will take me to get to the Southern ERC (heart shape).

Food (rough day, cleanse begins Mond-y).

Breakfast:
1 Bowl Cinnamon Life Cereal w/ Mild

Coffee:
Med Iced Vanilla Latte (mmm. girl. drink.)

Lunches:

Chic-Fil-A (Dear Jesus I love this chain)
1 Deluxe Chick-Fil-A Sandwich
1/2 Regular Waffle Fries (Better for you than the cut-up variety, me-thinks)
1 Regular Coca Cola

Snack:
A few gulps of Green Goodness Smoothie

Coffee:
Medium Iced Tea (black)

Dinner:
1/2 Heap of Cream Cheese Wontons made by Roomie, who continues to grow on me.

WEAKNESS (11:30 pm):
1/4 Pound Bacon Cheese Rally Burger
1 Double Slice Kroger Yellow Cake with Fudge Frosting
~6 Shots Jim Beam
18 oz Dr. Pepper

Man, that last part killed it. And this post was full of alliteration. If my blog was a kid show, an animated animal would race all of the children at home (represented in the show by a strange child-chorus "Wight Theyw!" track) to find all of the examples.


-kevliteration

Name Wale, Don't say Wall-E...

...unless you're talkin' bout a Disney/Pixar film!

Erm, doesn't quite work...

Today I saw Wall-E. By myself. In the midst of a room full of children and moms. It was awkward. But the movie was really enjoyable. Anti-consumerism, little to no dialogue, robots, love-story, I can't ask for much more.

Day 6, I think:

Breakfast:

1 Cup of Yoplait Strawberry Yogurt.
16 oz Coffee from Jittery Joe's

Late Lunch:

5 Guys Burgers and Fries (apparently famous in the SE)
"Small" Cheeseburger
1/2 Regular Fries

Dinner:

1 Bowl Cinnamon Life Cereal
12 oz Bolthouse Smoothie
12 oz Goose Island 312.

I've decided on next Monday for the revolution.

-kevolution

College-ville USA....

...is my new home.

This place is essentially Lawrence, Northfield, Manhattan, La Jolla, rolled up onto a southern style plate. I live a block away from rec fields, 3 blocks from a co-op, coffee shop, quaint restaurant. Not so bad. My dream as a teenager, really.

But now?

Hard to say. I kinda liked being a grown-up. But now I'm in the ivory tower again, for at least one, maybe two years. I may be too old to party by the time it's over. Ack.

One thing is for sure, havinga home makes you eat significantly better.

Foods, starting at 1:30 pm:

"Lunch"

Jittery Joe's Coffee
1 Bagel
2 Packets Jam
16 oz Iced 'merican-o

Snack:
Swig of Bolthouse Green Goodness Smoothie

Dinner (made with 27 yr old roomie):
Pan-fried Tilapia in Wine/Lemon/Garlic Reduction Sauce
Steamed Broccoli
Spinach Salad in Wasabi Vinagrette Dressing
12 oz Goose Island 312 Beer

After Dinner:
'nother swig Bolthouse
1 Fuji Apple

It is hot as balls.

-subkevinal

The Wheels Roll On, The Wheels Fall Off

So,

I am now in Athens, Georgia, where I will live for an undisclosed period of time.

To get here, I drove for around 17 hours, including stops, by myself. Was this miserable, you might ask? Not really, I do this shit all the time.

Common trips include:
8 Hrs from Minneapolis to Manhattan, KS
10 Hrs from Manhattan, KS to Chicago
6 Hrs from Minneapolis to Chicago
12 from Manhattan, KS to Lubbock TX

After this one, however, I've decided that I should lay off the absurdly long solo-car trips for a while. You'll notice that there are two "breakfasts" on this entry, this is because yesterday bleeds into today. I don't consider it a days end until I am laying completely horizontally while sleeping (unless I am in outer space). Last night, my overnight rest was a 4 hour sitting up nap at a truck rest area outside of Chattanooga, TN. Not cool, man.

So a full day of being sedentary is bad enough in and of itself, but when that is compounded with the horrid gastronomical choices of the interestate, I might as well be locked in a beanbag chair palace, smoking shortening.

Onto the eats:

Breakfast:

Lula Cafe
5/6 Breakfast Burrito (eggs, cheese, potatoes, onions)
2 cups of coffee

Lunch?:
Protein in a glass strawberry banana smoothie from the Bucktown Beanery (Chi)

Snack:
Nature Valley Oats n' Honey Granola Bar

Straying from the path of foodie righteousness lunch:

Rockn'roll Mcdonalds
1 Double Cheeseburger
1 McChicken
28 oz Sweet Tea
24 oz Coca Cola

Getting Late:
16 oz Mountain Dew Amp Energy Drink
1 Package Chewy Life Savers

Worst Choice of the Day (11:30 pm):

Taco Bell
1 Cheezy Chicken Jalepeno Melt
3/4 Cheesy Double Beef Burrito (almost threw up later, I think this young man was the culprit)

Breakfast again:

16 oz Starbucks Coffee.

So...disgusting,

-kevsophogus

Day 3...Party party

So, this day I went to a party. It was fun. My last night in Chicago was understandably spent with my rockin' sister. Way to be rockin', sis.

Morning fast-break:

1/3 oz Sirloin, 1/2 serving mashed potatoes (cold leftovers)

Tournament Eats:

3 Handfuls Cajun Style Sam's Club Trail Mix (thanks Kosher)
1 Can Busch Light (surprisingly refreshing)

2 Pm Lunch:

Rocky Rococo's Pizzeria (Wisconsin Chain, so greasy, so good)

1 Pizza Combo (Slice Pepperoni, 6 Breadsticks, Med Cherry Coke)
1/2 Tea Refill (threw it out because it tasted like onions)
1/2 Mellow yellow refill
1 More slice Pepperoni

Drive Back to Chicago:
Small-type Starbucks Vanilla Frappucino

Hung out at sister's house:
Glass Citrus Green Tea
1 two-bite key lime pie-let

Someone else's going away party:
1 Goose Island Summer Ale
1 Goose Island 312
1 Random multicolored delicious beer.
1 Drink Grass flavored beer
1/2 Italian Sausage
1 BBQ Chicken Breast
1 Serving Jicama Salad
1 Serving Cold Greenbean Salad
1 Slice Homemade Peach Pie
1 More Key lime pie-let
1 Slice Watermelon
1 Strawberry Shortcake Ice Cream Bar (memories)


That was clearly my worst day so far. Whatever, whatever, I do what I want.

-Kmfnfmnfnvin

PS So, given that this requires me post everyday, the variations on my name are probably gonna start suckin. Might as well quit before you start.

Day 2...yeahhhhhh.

So, here's some thot for fud. I sort of half played in an Ultimate tournament. This tends to drastically alter my eating habits. It should be interesting to see what a whole real-life competitive Ultimate tournament looks like.

Brekkies:

Panera Bread
1 and 1/2 cups Panera Coffee
1 Bite bacon egg and cheese breakfast sammich.
1 Citrus Apple Pastry

"Lunch"

1 Handful Trail Mix
1 Handful Cheez-its
1 Lemon-Lime Gatorade
1 Nature Valley Oats and Honey Granola Bar

Dinner:

Outback Steakhouse

1 Fosters Oilcan (24.7 oz beer)
1/4 Plate Bacon Cheese Fries
2/3 9 oz Sirloin, 1/2 eaten Mashed Potatoes, Steamed Broccoli
1/2 Slice of Tall Cheesecake

Following Dinner:

2 glasses of red wine.
2.5 Jack Daniels Pre-mixed Cola Drinks.

I like cheese a lot.

-kevtronicus

Prepare for the wicked boredom......

...because August is food journal month. I've been eating garbage, and I think it's adversely affecting my short and long-term health. So, instead of writing it down privately, I'm going force you to navigate away from this page.

Please don't navigate away from this page. I desperately watch the hit counter. And I cry a little everytime it goes for an extended period of time without moving. Speaking of, it's been on 8 for quite some time....here come the tears...

Aaaaanyway.

So. August 1. Here we go.

Meal 1: IHOP

1 Sausage Link
1 Bacon
1/2 Plate of Bananas Foster Pancake w/ Caramel Syrup and a scoop of vanilla ice cream
1 1/2 Scrambled eggs.
3/4 of a serving of hash browns
1/2 Bowl of Fruit.

Snacks:
1 1/2 Twizzlers Pull N Peel.
1 Lipton Sweetened Black Iced Tea.
3/4 Large Pepsi
1/3 Large Popcorn.

Meal 2:
1 Microbrew Great Dane Pub Pilsner
1 Macaroni and Cheese Plate
1 Meal Pretzel (delicious)
1 Bite Thai Turkey Burger
3 French Fries.

Afterward:
2 Jack Daniels Pre-mixed Rum and Cokes.

Yuck. Obviously, this is pre-cleanse dining. Know that I'll be driving to Georgia in a couple of days so it will get worse before it gets better.

Bye-bye.

-kevtricious.