what the fuck happened to saturday morning cartoons. it's nothing but crap. caspers scare school. buggs bunny and tweety bird. give me a fucking break. all the good cartoons are sunday. you got both batman toons, ben ten, spider-man, x-men. that's good shit. now you might be saying 'chef, youz 38 years old, what da fuck you bitchin about saturday morning cartoons for'. but what choice do i have. there's nothing else on but informercials. oh sure i could be like these other fuckers and get out and mow the lawn or shovel the drive way or do some home renovations, you know, stuff that would legitimize me in my manhood. but the fact is grass cuttings give me allergies, shovelling snow would hurt my back, and i'd fuck up home renovations out of spite, and only feel worse for it. anyway, the chef lives in an apartment so all that's out regardless.

i think the raptors missed something like 12 shots in a row in the third last night. i didn't down a six pack of tall boys to watch that shit. fuck 'em, cause it's all about the superbowl now. the biggest question surrounding the superbowl is always - should one drink the night before and establish and alcohol base to work off, or should one go in sober and attempt to pace oneself. i think my plan will be to drink moderately tonight, and save a couple of beers for first thing tomorrow morning - then i'll just be sobering up come one o-clock when the real boozing will start, i've found that one often won't get staggering drunk as easily if one makes a marathon out of it.

speaking of breakfast....

recipe of the day - the breakfast hotdog. this one is based of an ancient oriental proverb that basically translate to 'if you cook you're hotdogs for breakfast, they become more like an early lunch or dinner'. so remember, no cooking. hotdogs in any form are something i don't like to skimp on. schneider's wieners and wonderbread buns are a must to ensure quality. as with most of the chef's recipes, this one is based on the fact there really isn't anything else in your fridge. step one - take a raw schneider's wiener from the package, and place it in the bun. step two - use ketchup or mustard [but never both] to condiment. step three - squish the bun nice and tight around the weiner and eat. if you have half empty cans of flat beer laying around from the night before, feel free to drink them now, it can only add to the culinary experience.

words of the day - 'him that hide the wrong he did, did the wrong thing still'

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