I have found that the difference between most taco pizzas is the “sauce” base. After some research, here is the perfect blend:
8 oz. refried beans
1 4 oz. can, diced jalapenos
16 oz. taco sauce, your choice of heat.
chopped cilantro
1 lime, juiced.
Mix all that together and it doesn’t really matter what else you put on it, you’re in business.
I give you the truest words I’ve read today:
As Doug of Hot Doug’s says, “There are no two finer words in the English language than ‘encased meats,’ my friend.”
So the folks at the local Comcast offices decided a while back to start a new local game show, “Absolute Zero”. The Register Star picked up on it and ran a couple of articles that you can read here:
Anyway, they announced another set of auditions and I decided to give it a shot. I also managed to talk my mom into coming along so I’d know someone there, plus I thought she’d get a kick out of it. We ended up in the same tryout group and had a spirited practice game – they didn’t keep proper score at the audition but we both answered a decent amount of questions. We were both invited back for tapings, and they’re now airing.
If you live in the Rockford area and have cable via Comcast, you can see the debacle at the following times:
I’ll let you watch to see how it turned out, but I had a good time at the taping. The other two contestants were very nice guys, and everyone at Comcast was more than hospitable. I kept telling myself that it was just a local access quiz show, there were only 8 or 9 people in the room and that only a handful of people would ever see it air, but I still had nerves like it was Jeopardy. I’m such a dork.
I do agree with Justin, though. They need the Adjudicator to run the event.
Good grief. I haven’t blogged in 6 weeks. I’ll get back to a regular routine at once. Well, maybe.
For now, though, I am making a last-minute plea for pledges for the American Lung Association’s Asthma Walk this Saturday. Those of you who HAVE sponsored me, thank you VERY much. Everything helps, especially when there are so many fundraisers and charities and money only goes so far.
If you’d like to make a pledge, click here:
Thanks very much for the support. I’ll be back to snarky and annoying before you know it.
I guess I really should have posted this before that engrossing 2-game series in Japan between the Red Sox and the A’s, but here are my predictions for the 2008 MLB season:
American League:
East Champion: Boston Red Sox
Central Champion: Detroit Tigers
West Champion: Seattle Mariners
Wildcard: Cleveland Indians
AL Champion: Detroit Tigers
MVP: Grady Sizemore
Cy Young Award: Erik Bedard
Rookie of the Year: Evan Longoria
National League:
NL East Champion: Philadelphia Phillies
NL Central Champion: Chicago Cubs (okay, okay.)
NL West Champion: Arizona Diamondbacks
Wildcard: New York Mets
NL Champion: Chicago Cubs
MVP: Ryan Howard
Cy Young Award: Jake Peavy
Rookie of the Year: Kosuke Fukudome
World Series winner: Chicago Cubs 4-2 over Detroit Tigers
Your opinions, please.
sigh. no more Chikezie on American Idol. now I have to pray for Jason Castro to do well (or sing Hallelujah every week) and for the part of the stage that David Cook, Carly and Michael Johns are sitting on to fall off.
Oh well. We’ll always have Youtube.
Floyd Mayweather is considering a rematch with Ricky Hatton at Wembley Stadium next spring, according to the Manchester boxer’s promotional team. Hatton ruled out a clash with domestic rival and WBC light-welterweight champion Junior Witter, saying: “If Junior Witter was fighting in my backyard, I’d shut the curtains.”
I need to emphasize the most wonderful words any of us will hear or read all day: “red velvet whoopie pies”.
From a random poster on the Football365.com forums, in regards to the McCartney/Mills settlement:
regardless of what she said in the court case, if id just been given almost 25 million quid for doing little more than sucking an aging rock star’s chopper every so often, i wouldnt be whining in the media, Id be diving into a swimming pool filled with money Scrooge McDuck style.
It’s 2:44 PM and I’m very, very sick of fake Irish accents.
Let’s get caught up on what I’ve been watching (aside from hours and hours of DVR’ed Cash in the Attic):
Live Free or Die Hard: I was up until about 4:15 Sunday morning watching this and can’t decide whether it was worth losing sleep over. It was fun for the most part, but the believability certainly was a bit lacking. I was quite relieved when it finally occurred to me that the good hacker is the guy from the Mac commercials. That was bugging me.
LoudQUIETloud: This documentary about the Pixies reunion was nice but nothing earthshattering. I did enjoy seeing David Lovering in his new life as a stage magician. I need to investigate the Martinis, Joey Santiago’s project with his wife. Sounded good.
Hell House: Creepy documentary about the ultra-Christian haunted houses that demonstrate the dangers of rock music, abortion, booze, drugs, raves and (from what I could tell) the Internet. I think watching this has pretty much satisfied my curiosity and stopped me from any chance of checking one of these out in person just for the experience.
Eastern Promises: This was pretty eh. I think the good reviews I was given were mostly due to Viggo fighting in the buff, so I see how they missed the actual not-so-goodness of the movie. Viggo’s accent is pretty bad. I hated the ending but there’s some good stuff in there. Worth watching.
War: I like Jet Li. I like Jason Statham a lot. This movie is terrible. Do not watch.
Southern Discomfort: This is a documentary from the early 2000’s about pro rasslin in the U.S. south. Good stuff – the fans are just awesome. This is what wrestling is all about. The best line is when a local is asked why he goes to see the shows and he replies, “I go to see the stars, like the Iron Sheik and Bob Jackson, not some jerk off the street.” He obviously has a keen eye for talent. Bonus points for Bob Armstrong wrestling at the age of 94.
Other nuggets and tidbits:
