Friday, June 19, 2009

reduced sugar.

Dear General Mills Cereal,

I am getting very upset with foods being super low sugar. "75% less sugar than before!!!"

i am not obese. i ride bikes. i like sugar. stop screwin me over.

i dont want diet cereal. if i did, i wouldnt get cinnamon toast crunch. i bought it because its sweet and tasty, id get crappy bran cereal.

DONT IMPOSE YOUR BAN ON TASTINESS ON ME MAAAAAAN. ITS NOT MY FAULT KIDS ARE OVERWEIGHT.

stop ruining it for the rest of us fat kids.

Love,
Jeff

Monday, May 25, 2009

tales of karma

SO

Saturday afternoon i was moving my stuff out of UNH to Stratham for my week-long stay with JGunn before i move into my newmarket apartment next monday. i had a carload full of crap and i saw a very strange sad looking man walking his road bike along the side of 108. Hawiaan shorts, chucks and a green t shirt so i unrolled my window and asked him if he was okay. He was, but he had blown out 2 tubes and had no other tubes to ride home with. He was walking from downtown newmarket to downtown dover, like 7 miles away and it was hot and sunny. So i pulled the car around and fixed his flat for him. I had all my bike stuff in the car, so no big deal. He was really nice and thankful and stuff and went on his way.

i kept going down towards stratham and there was a "free tagsale stuff" sign up on the side of the road. so i pulled over and took a peek around. there wasnt much good stuff, but i thought maybe i could pick something up for my new apartment, what the hell, why not. So i found a few boxes of old records and i dug through them they were mostly old country records from the 70's featuring many feminine looking cowboys in flurencent and valor jumpsuits which is kinda awkward/psuedo gay but whatever... I found a pile of beach boys records among other things anybody that knows me knows how much i love the beachboys. i was stoked. pet sounds and endless summer on vinyl for free? booyah. karma rocks.

story doesnt end there.

I moved my crap into j gunns living room and pulled out the records to see how good of shape they were in and to my surprise, not all the records were as described by their jackets. Turns out the owner of these records was a rocker and was hiding other discs in the jackets. Pet sounds was in another beach boys sleeve and inside pet sounds was "Zeppelin IV!" they were CLEARLY hiding it from their parents in their beach boys "Today!" album so they wouldnt find it. perhaps it was just a mistake? NOPE.

I also picked up an Elvis record... what i thought was a double disc was not. They were hiding Jefferson Airplane's "Surreaslistic Pillow" and Peter Frampton's "Frampton Comes Alive!" in the jacket.

thats the end of my story. its just weird.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

the blog is coming back/the poor chronicles.

so i realize that i haven't blogged in a really long time and the ones i have done have been sub-par. I realize this an i apologize. life gets in the way sometimes. ive been pulling like 22-23 hours a day working and writing papers. I even maxed out at 127 pages typed, double spaced, one inch margins in the period of 7 days. its a little nuts.

so the blog is officially coming back now. I have missed tons of events that i wish i could write about, like monkeys ripping faces off people for example. i have a lot to say on the subject, but I will just move on from that section of my life because that was like sooooo 3 weeks ago. anywho....

Here is a story from like 2 weeks ago that I wanted to blog before, but i am just now having the time to write about, i think it still is relevant.

So I am poor. Like reaaaally poor. I also don't have a meal plan like most college students because again... im poor. so i realized that i had very little food in my apartment that was not cup-0-noodles soup and breadcrumbs. I also had no money in my wallet which sucked, so i resorted to my coffee can full of change for food purchasing. I dumped the can into a plastic bag and put on a hoodie so that i could conceal the change as I walked into the grocery store, in the hopes of maintaining a little bit of dignity. That definitely did not happen.

I was walking through the store and I made a B line right to the coinstar machine so i could get the change in the machine, get my little receipt and go buy food. I am by no means embarrassed about being poor, but theres something a little degrading about having a 10 pound sack of pennies and nickles. the dimes and quarters were probably already spent as the big-ticket coins to buy other food at the convince store below my apartment, because yeah, i do that too. I made it to the machine and pulled the bag out and josh austin was standing next to me. He promptly laughed at my pathetic bag of change and said "wow lukach, thats fucking sad dude." We talked for a minute or two, mostly about how sad it was that i was buying groceries with change and he left.

thats when i made an observation that struck me as genius and pathetic. The coinstar is set up straight across from the junkfood/beer and frozen food aisles. It was lined up to fall exactly between those two locations. They KNOW that poor ass people like me probably cashed in their change so they can buy nasty hungry man dinners and PBR. now granted i did not buy either of those things. i did purchase like half of my basket-o-food from those two aisles. i didnt buy beer though. elios pizza was more important.

It just shocked the hell out of me that they set that up so well. they had me and poor people everywhere PEGGED. "cash in your change and buy your nasty poor people food! do not go into the fancy foods from around the world section! we have segregated that off on the other side of the store. Stay in the poor section, where you must live until you get paychecks higher than 250 bucks every two weeks!"

oh well. elios pizza is delicious! only i got home and my toaster oven was broken. i had to eat MICROWAVED elios pizza which is soggy and not so tasty.

crap.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

i would just like to take a second to say how much i appreciate TBS playing all my favorite, yet awful, 90's teen sitcoms each morning. moral education at its finest. I got up early to finish homework, but instead im watching zack on saved by the bell deal with a girl he met on a teen helpline who sounded hot so he met her and shes in a wheelchair. how oh how will you deal with this one zack morris....

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

i have made an important discovery

today at work i stopped at the store for a delicious snack, then I realized I only had a dollar, so I instead went to the candy isle where everything is 99 cents (which by the way is still a damn rip off) and chose the candy with the bright blue package, tropical skittles.

upon inspecting the bag, i read the flavors inside were as follows "banana berry, kiwi-lime, mango tangelo, pineapple passionfruit, and strawberry starfruit" so after my brain stopped fizzing out to the thought of what "banana berry" would taste like I got suddenly angry and the word "tangelo." As an english major, it is my job to be infuriated by companies that make up fake words to sell stuff so I was a bit frustrated with the package, but still intrigued by "banana berry" so I bought them with the intention of having one of these skittles.

**interesting side note** turns out a tangelo is a fruit. in fact, the definition is as follows: large sweet juicy hybrid between tangerine and grapefruit having a thick wrinkled skin. I still don't think that sounds appetizing it sounds like a well.... nevermind that...

so anywho, thats not the discovery. The discovery came when I decided to be lazy instead of tasting each flavor, and just shoving a massive handful of skittles into my mouth. When you combine the flavors of banana berry, kiwi-lime, mango tangelo, pineapple passionfruit, and strawberry starfruit you get a new flavor....


FLINSTONES CHEWABLE VITAMIN FLAVOR AAAAARGGGHHHH

they taste exactly like flinstone vitamins that we had to eat as kids! Flinstone vitamins are acutally made up of old leftover stale skittles that probably fell on the factory floor! They are crunchy because they are full of sand and dirt, repressed into the shape of dino and fred!

i have figured it out. i should be an investagive journalist.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

i am awkward.

Rite Aid attendant: Can I help you find something? ( I did not need help)

Me: I just am grabbing some replacement razor blades

Rite Aid attendant: Okay, what brand are you looking for.

Me: Venus "Embrace" (air quoted)

Rite Aid attendant: Uhhhhhh yeah we have them right there.

Me: Yep, I see them, thanks.

Rite Aid attendant: You're welcome Sir. *he sighs and walks away with head down*


Rite Aid is always a good place for awkward encounters.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

floor rita

So I'm down in Florida and i was riding repeats up this road called "sugarloaf mountian," this afternoon which is not as big as the real sugarloaf obviously and amidst my time in the pain cave, I was looking around at my surroundings and there was a sign on this gate next to the road that said "this gate must remain locked at all times" in big ol' letters.

they called that a fence.

also, i didnt get a good tan today.

get it together florida.