For years, I was all, “Yeah right Little Caesar’s, Detroit-style is just your words for crappy inch-thick bread with a little sauce and cheese on it.” Turns out Detroit-style is a thing but Little Caesar’s does not do it justice. You know what though? $5 Hot And Ready is the best Emergency Pizza you can get.

I would argue that Hillary would have been the Grape Nuts of presidents. Not fun, best in small amounts, good for you, absolutely not your first choice, makes you poop, better after a few seconds in the microwave... hm.

Jalapeno, pepperoni, pineapple.  Underrated combo.

There is a small northern California chain called X-treme Pizza. First, I’m sad to report that you can’t get 2-liters of Surge or even bottles of Jolt from them. Second, they have the best Hawaiian that combines a whole-wheat crust, good sauce and cheese, ham, pineapple... and mandarin oranges!

I saw them on that tour too! Same experience, except the venue must have had more force behind their threats because they got shut down around 11:30.

It’s honestly a refreshing change. I had to quip because I’m on the internet, but yeah, I’m glad I can shop and find the products I want.

I am highly disappointed that I didn’t find an amazon-affiliated link to click.  Seriously, this is like the one time I wanted to buy immediately.

I was an ISU freshman when the dedicated Jack Trice Stadium. At the same time, they had renamed one of the campus buildings for Mary Chapman Catt, who while a successful Suffragist, was also super racist. Stuff like, “Hey give white women the vote and keep Jim Crow-ing the Black vote, boom twice the votes for your…

Come on Guy, you’re NorCal - call it Hella Good.

I’ve gone from parents’ house -> college dorm ->apartment with roommates ->married -> divorced in apartment with roommates -> married again. I’ve never once lived alone in 40+ years of life. I wonder what it’s like - I’m not sure I’d enjoy it at all.

1. Bionic Commando (NES) - crazy, interesting game physics with ahead-of-its-time open world choices. Killing clone Hitler was my most memorable boss fight of any game.

I’ve had very little fast food in the last few months, but my wife and I both realized there’s a Del Taco across the street from the grocery store last time we went.  So, I had Del Taco tacos and fries for Second Breakfast at 9:30 AM.

In another timeline this would have been my game instead of Bionic Commando. It has more of a Super Mario 3 level of open world, but it was my jam, with upgrades and interesting mechanics that took it beyond other side-scrolling platformers. Plus exploding Reincarnated Muscle Hitler, which is a bonus.

I recently read that the skin cell thing is a myth.  It’s mostly fine soil from outside, the article said.

Not my nightmare story, but I once saw a U-Haul burning on the side of the road. There was clearly a full load of possessions inside the burning truck. I talked to an insurance broker, and she said that it would probably be kind of iffy to get homeowners/renters insurance to cover it because it’s not your house that…

I moved from pop country to California a long time ago, and the people here gave me so much shit and/or acted like I was some sort of oddity.  So, now I basically avoid saying any of those nouns in favor of saying a brand name.

Last week I spent far too much time on Into the Breach, so that got me thinking that I hadn’t ever really finished The Banner Saga trilogy because I just kept losing people and it’s so damn frustrating when you get to that point. I started from the beginning once again, and I think I finally cracked the code. Dare I…

One year when I was a young kid my dad, being an early riser, came pounding on our bedroom door saying we were going to be late for the bus. We all freaked out and ran downstairs. It was Saturday, April 1, and he had made pancakes. How is this hard, internet dipshits?

I’m partial to Salted Nut Bars, but you can’t get them very easily outside of the Midwest, so I make do with a Payday.

That’s essential shut-your-kid-up candy right there.