Jman

That brawl during lunch reminded me of talking with my cousins a few weeks back and how they kind of expected some weird street fighting stories about me. I pointed out the only one that came to mind was some rando on the subway pushing me, trying to start a fight, but all I did was stare at him like he said “Hello Mr. Thompson.” He looked upset I wasn’t doing anything and walked off. Getting in a street fight would suck. Even if you win, you still gotta talk to the cops and convince them that the other guy started it. No thanks. I don’t need that stress.

There was a brawl inside the Chipotle by work and people were just ignoring it, even though blood is on the floor. That is how desensitized New Yorkers are. “Just ignore it and it will go away.”

Years working in the same place has made me incredibly numb to introductions from commissioners. “Am I getting a raise? No? Fuck you.” I don’t give two shits about your personal details, give me more money or don’t waste my time.

One Piece and Styx. A combination no one expected till now.

And that seals it.

Some fan got on the field, and his ass is getting thrown out. Who the hell pays all that money just to do that?

And Barner, Barner, scores the first and maybe last touchdown of the game.

I think if no one scores a touchdown, FanDuel defaults and has to give everyone who bet on the bonus bet a share of the $6 million. Which probably means I get…$12 to bet on the next UFC card.

And here’s the halftime show, with a lot of confused white people in the audience. This whole performance seems designed to piss off certain people.

They picked one hell of a time to do it. It didn’t help T-Mobile had the actual Backstreet Boys, who at this point are fully aware they’re a nostalgia act and run with it to the end zone.

New England games this whole postseason have been low scoring slogs. And this is no exception.

The duality of being humbled by cooking show competitors while being inspired to try new methods. As Robert Rodriguez once said “You’re going to eat all your life. Might as well learn to eat well.”

New method of fondant potatoes in the oven, with a steak, mushrooms, and baby tomatoes. The potatoes came out so moist.

Super Robot Wars Y. And hearing the Japanese Roger Smith and not Steve Blum is throwing me for a loop.

Culinary Class Wars. This one judge makes Gordon Ramsay look like Homer Simpson. He’s the Korean version of the critic from Ratatouille.