Monday's Missives

• At a friends house I could plainly hear her upstairs neighbors come into their apartment causing me to inadvertently look up and follow the sound of their footsteps. "Any minute now they'll have their bowling ball dropping contest. They'll drop them there and there" she said pointing  to 2 points about 3 feet apart on her ceiling. Sure enough there was two bump-thumps on her ceiling followed by the same a few feet away. "See I told you. Now, in a minute you'll hear it even louder over there. she said pointing toward a corner. I don't know what it is, but it happens every night." After a few seconds sure enough, there was a louder bang-thump, bang thump toward the wall she pointed at followed again by the same a few seconds later in the same area.
• It took a minute to figure it out, but it was their boots- they sat down in recliners separated by a couple of feet (probably a table between them), took their boots off dropping them to the floor. They then threw them toward the corner.
• Robot Chicken was way better when they used real action figures they bought off EBAY predominately as opposed to purpose built models for their skits.
• Pickled pigs feet will never be on my menu.
• Sprinkle a little fresh ground black pepper, sea salt, chili powder and a little vinegar on any red meat product you're about to cook (or forgo the salt and vinegar and use Worchestershire sauce)- how to look like a genius behind a grill or in front of a stove or oven.
• I would literally be shocked if all the recent attention regarding the slaughter of horses for human consumption hasn't blown up demand for it out of simple curiosity like no advertising blitz could ever accomplish.
• For the first time in my life I am craving BBQ chicken.
• As long as we don't harbor any illusions about it's efficacy in deterring crime and understand that is purely an act of vengeance and not justice, I have no problem at all with the death penalty.