I came up with an idea for a graphic novel the other day, and Noah (PXC’s artist) and I are going forward with it. I think the outcome will be very awesome.

I ate the greatest meal of my life a couple of weeks ago.

It happened at The Burger Stand at Dempsey’s in Lawrence, KS. There I ate a burger made from American Kobé beef, and french fries that were fried in duck fat. At $12.00 for the meal, it wasn’t the most economical burger and fries, but certainly the best. Check it out.

Since then, my desire to be at the grill has reawakened for the year. Burgers, brats, hot dogs, chicken, but most of all steak. I’m salivating now thinking of a thick and marbled KC strip sizzling over the flames. I live in the Kansas City area, and feel a sense of hometown pride when I eat a KC strip. Do you think San Franciscans feel the same way about Rice a Roni?

Then there’s bacon. God I love bacon. Bacon cheeseburgers are great, but I always feel all that food is getting in the way of the bacon. Bacon should be served as a main course. “I’ll have the bacon with the garlic potatoes and fries, please”.

There’s a pound of bacon in my refrigerator right now. My wife bought it. It’s “lower sodium” bacon. What? That’s like non-alcoholic beer. That ain’t bacon. That’s Almost Bacon. That’s what the package should say. Doesn’t have the same ring as near beer though. Doesn’t rhyme. Fakin’ Bacon, maybe? Or perhaps flipped around, Bacon Fakin’. Whatever you call it, it’s a sad state of affairs when I have to sprinkle salt on my bacon. Next they’ll be making it fat-free. *shudder*

My favorite sandwich/pizza meats are the ones that end in “I”. That’s how you know a cold cut is tasty. Ham. Nope. Pastrami. Hell yes. Cajun Chicken. I’m cautiously optimistic. Salami. Sweet Jesus, how much is there?

Chicken. Technically chicken is a meat, but it doesn’t come off the grill as wonderfully delicious, does it? The only way it can really be enjoyed is fried, and only then because you’ve got all those spices in there hiding the fact that chicken doesn’t really taste like anything. “Tastes like chicken” probably rings true so often because it’s another way of saying “this shit ain’t got no flavor.”

Oddly enough, Turkey is delicious, but only the dark meat. You can keep the white meat. Just give me the leg. Deep fried turkey is phenomenal. I could gorge myself on the skin alone. A plate of deep fried turkey skin is my idea of a Thanksgiving to remember.

Back to beef; why is it permissible to order a steak rare, but I get weird looks when I order a burger the same way? Raw meat is delicious, just hit that safety zone temperature and then get it on my plate. Anything past that and you’re ruining my food.

Okay, enough of this. Time to raid the fridge.

12:38 - Eating lunch and watching Noggin’ with Sage.

1:07 - Sage just went to bed for her nap. I’m gonna take one too…

I don’t write here anymore, and I highly doubt anyone is left reading. But just in case, here’s something to read.

Parallax City continues to evolve. We’re really happy with the progress we’re making and are both learning a lot about what we need to do to make it work. Hopefully in a few months we’ll have a large enough readership to make some expansions feasible.

Sage continues to impress me with her everyday antics. We took her to see Disney on Ice the other day, and, while it was hell for me, she really enjoyed herself and was doing a lot of singing, dancing, laughing, and clapping.

Spring is here which means it’s about time to get out in the yard and mow. I’m ready for the warmer weather but not for that.

Okay, time to get out of bed and cook some breakfast…

I’m making the first of what might be many posts from my iPhone.

I no longer need to be at a computer to blog! Look out all 3 people who read this, I’m going mobile!