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Update: I’m still eating candy



… I’ve just been over capacity for the past week or so, and, unfortunately, when you start auditing what you can and can’t cut, sometimes candy bar blogging gets short shrift. 

Apologies on that, loyal readers. I’ve got some ideas in the pipeline, with a post I expect to publish Friday that I am sure will garner some fun discussion.

Tasting notes

– The bar above was a gift from my dear friend Jules Bar, who has been a champion for my sweets-adventuring cause.

– This is some straight Swiss chocolate, and now I know why it’s so revered. Quite simply the creamiest chocolate I have ever tasted. The best bar of the year thus far. 

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Valar Morghulis

And who are you, the proud lord said, 

that I must bow so low? 
Only a cat of a different coat, 
that’s all the truth I know. 
In a coat of gold or a coat of red, 
a lion still has claws, 
And mine are long and sharp, my lord, 
as long and sharp as yours. 
And so he spoke, and so he spoke, 
that lord of Castamere, 
But now the rains weep o’er his hall, 
with no one there to hear. 
Yes now the rains weep o’er his hall, 
and not a soul to hear.

It’s Bunny Season: My Peeps Like To Party

I like to picture Peeps in a tuxedo T-shirt because it says, like, “I wanna be formal, but I’m here to party too” because I like to party and I like my Peeps to party, too.

I like my Peeps to look like a birthday cake backstage at a Kesha concert.

I like my Peeps to tell their mom that they’re going to Madison’s to stay overnight but really be sneaking into a Zedd’s Dead show with a fake ID the night before New Year’s Eve.

I like my Peeps to be picked up off the ground of a Boystown street in June.

I like my Peeps to have “Costume accessory, Saturday Night Fever” on their resume. 

I like my Peeps to bring the flask to the art museum.

I like my Peeps to say things like, “I’m not sure, but this dealer’s never let me down before.”

I like my Peeps to know the spots in Panama City Beach where locals go.

I like my Peeps to learn their first big life lesson after they lose $600 buying counterfeit Tomorrowland tickets.

I like my Peeps to taste best if you eat them under a black light.

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Tasting Notes

– They’re Peeps, man.
– There is a very slight vanilla flavoring, it tastes like a faint bit of frosting or cake batter.
– The glitter coloring provides a slightly smoother mouthfeel compared to it’s more granular forefathers. A nice little treat.

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Help me with an important dilemma

Oh hey der loyal readers. I’m in need of some advice.

Before I hit you with my sitch, there are two things you need to know about me for context.

1. I have a terrible character flaw where I have a crippling need to prove anybody who challenges me wrong.

2. I have an emerging bald spot on the crown of my head as well as a receding hairline.

Now that that is understood, here we go:

I’m here in Vegas having a great time. It is beautiful, I am surrounded by great friends, I am gambling and watching college basketball.

While walking around, my buddy Max Bar noticed that my bald spot has gotten more prevalent and made a comment as such. We got started talking about it and at some point I said something about how at some point I would need to just shave it all off and go short.

Thence, of course, the challenge was issued.

Going short buzz is something I’ve always wanted to try, and is a sober decision I want to make. Doing it now not only presents a time to do so but also gives me a chance to prove those dopes wrong.

So, is there a way for me to buzz my hair off without becoming a “he went to Vegas, got drunk and became a character in a Hangover movie” cliche?

Open to all thoughts. If it helps, I am wearing sunglasses that make me look like a robot.

Tasting Notes

– Fake banana flavor is the worst.
– Lotta folks out there not thinkin a Laffy Taffy is a candy bar. I maintain my categorization.

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A Marvellous Way to Kick Off A Vacation

IMG_3746My colleague Aussie Mike Bar just returned from a two-week sojourn to his native Sydney. Having taken an interest in this little Piece-Breaking project I’ve begun, he brought back his favorite candy bar: the Cadbury Marvellous Creations.

You’d imagine my trepidation towards noshing on a candy bar that consisted of what looked to be pop rocks, M&M’s and jelly beans blasted into CDM by means of a chocolate cannon. [Ed. note: Logistically I am very curious how this cannon delivers said candy blast without itself becoming the very candy it’s blasting.]

There’s also this matter of “beanies”, which Mike was unable to explain and I think is just a fun way to say jellybean, but also definitely shouldn’t belong in a candy bar because jellybeans and chocolate why?

Jelly. Popping. Candy. Beanies.

Jelly. Popping. Candy. Beanies.

But then you eat it, and it’s like Mardi Gras in your mouth. There are trumpets and fizzies and melties and chewies. All of the flavors blend together into this party that should have gotten broken up by the cops hours ago, but the neighbors are pretty cool and remember back in the day when they used to do the same thing.

It’s really, really fun and really, really good. I have no idea why.

… So good, in fact, that I’ve decided to take a few days in Las Vegas to gamble on some basketball and think it over. I’ll still be eating candy, but updates until Tuesday will be a bit more sporadic. Oh, and keep an eye out on Thursday … there’s a special treat on its way.

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Atrophy is the Worst

IMG_3742You know those nature videos where a bear emerges from his/her cave after months of inactivity from hibernating, then struggles, all wobbly and disheveled until it moves around a little bit and secures food, quickly regaining its strength to resume its awesome life?

https://youtu.be/fWeiauMNnEs?t=8m54s

The short run I went on Monday night was literally that process only in reverse order. Yuck.

Much thanks to Nate Bar for the gift bar.

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Improving Laffy Taffy Jokes

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QUESTION: What do you call an X that just got out of the shower?
– Kris J.’s punchline: A clean X!
– Worse punchline: A frighteningly hygienic chromosome
– Better punchline: Something that W’s been awaiting for a long, long time
GOOD ONE, KRIS J.

QUESTION: Why did the banana go to the hairdresser?
– Colt C.’s punchline: He had a split end!
– Worse punchline: She wanted a more a-peeling look!
– Better punchline:
VERY PROGRESSIVE, COLT C., BECAUSE MEN DON’T OFTEN GO TO HAIRDRESSERS. I BET YOU ARE BELOVED AT COCKTAIL PARTIES.

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QUESTION: What would you do without your memories?
– Matt M.’s punchline: Forget
– Worse punchline: Hey, this is a sad reality for a growing number of people you piece of shit
– Better punchline: Be a happier, prouder and more confident member of society? But hey, again, up yours, Matt M.
THERE’S NOTHING FUNNY ABOUT ALZHEIMER’S AND DEMENTIA, MATT M.

QUESTION: How does a dinosaur come out of a pool?
– Trenton S.’ punchline: Wet!
– Worse punchline: Proud of itself for inventing a pool
– Better punchline: Incapable of using a towel
DINOSAUR JOKES ARE GOOD IN MY BOOK, TRENTON S. WE’RE COOL.

IMG_3716QUESTION: Why did the rabbit go to the hospital?
– Torie P.’s punchline: To get a hop-eration!
– Worse punchline: Anything relating to a tortoise. Don’t want it, Aesop.
– Better [Ed. note: and more accurate/likely] punchline: Childbirth
TORIE’S FAVORITE TIME OF YEAR IS CLEARLY EASTER.

QUESTION: What did the grape say when the elephant stepped on it?
– Haris B.’s punchline: Not much, it just let out a little whine
– Worse [Ed. note: but more accurate] punchline: Not much, it just let out a little juice that hadn’t been fermented yet
– Better punchline (tie): HOLY FKING SHIT WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU DO THAT YOU MONSTER LOOK WHERE YOU’RE WALKING WITH GREAT POWER COMES GREAT RESPONSIBILITY THAT WAS IN SPIDER-MAN; Nothing, because grapes can’t talk
DON’T YOU KNOW HOW WINE WORKS, HARIS B.?

Tasting Notes

– It’s pretty great to think that all taffy is is sugar.
– A big, stretchy thing of sugar.
– Strawberry, watermelon, grape.
– How do you get the Laffy Taffy joke curator job? Asking for a friend.

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The Serendipitous Celebration of Minnesota Christmas

IMG_3701-0“Introduction: Life is like a box of chocolates, and you know where that came from. You never know what you’re going to get.

“Sometimes you meet three people from South Dakota and you become best friends.” – An ass. prince Continue reading

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Red Redundancy

IMG_3696My Sister Bar is allergic to red food dye. Gives her all sorts of yuck yucks on her arms and face.

It’s definitely a bummer, but in terms of food allergies, it’s relatively harmless (though I’m sure she’d have words to say about that); she doesn’t have to carry an Epi-pen around or tell servers at restaurants that she can’t have red dye.

She just can’t drink Mountain Dew: Code Red or eat red sno-cones. Kool-aid is off the table, as are other things of that nature.

Something else of that nature: red velvet cake. Continue reading

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