Double Down

>> Monday, April 12, 2010

I have consumed one of the most abhorrent concoctions to be conceived by fast food in a long, long time. Behold the Double Down:
A product so meaty, there was no room for a bun. I'm just gonna dive right into this behemoth of a product.

To start off, it looks a lot bigger in the ads than it really is. Granted, it's fairly dense, so that's not really a major problem. It's substantial enough that you won't really need to buy the meal to fill you up. Well, I guess that doesn't apply to a lot of guys, but it was sufficient enough to fill me without making me feel full. The chicken patties(?) are very thick, so you have to open wide to get a full bite. Swiss and Pepper Jack cheeses are included, and surprisingly, the Pepper Jack doesn't get drowned out completely. There is just a hint of spice remaining. Certainly not the full flavor of the cheese, but enough to let you know that it's there.

Bacon...why is there bacon in here? Oh yeah, because everybody loves bacon, and so they could jack the fat and sodium content as high as possible. Unfortunately, the bacon is mostly lost in the overwhelming wave of original recipe spices that assault your senses. You will taste it occasionally, and it's a delight when you do, but it's mostly a useless addition. The "Colonel's Special Sauce" seems to be Thousand Island, which I'm not particularly fond of, but blends adequately with the other flavors here.

All in all, it's a decent product. As with all fast food, it is by no means something you should eat on a regular basis. It only seems more disgusting than it really is because we are used to handling a bun, rather than directly handling the meat itself, making us feel like ancient neanderthals. Which brings me to my next point: Changes.

There are two main things I would change. The first is the chicken itself. While I was eating the sandwich (or perhaps more accurately called a chickwich?) I was worried about the grease and juices from the Original Recipe getting down my hands. How about a Crispy recipe option? That would help with the worries of juices running down my arms to drip off my elbows like spring runoff. Also, I'd like to see a different sauce in there. Maybe a nice spicy ranch to add a little oomph to the Pepper Jack?

At any rate, this is worth the price just to say you've tried it, and probably worth a second visit later on, but I do not believe this would make it into my regular-item-to-order-when-eating-out list.

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The transformation continues

>> Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I had a horrible realization the other day: I don't notice the taste of Utah water anymore.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!!?!??!

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Little Peoples

>> Friday, March 26, 2010

I hopped on Google Talk to talk to Jenn today. I was surprised by Carter responding instead. These are a couple parts of our conversation:

me: Hey Jenn.

Jennifer Jenkins: It's Carter Steve

me: Well hello Carter Steve!

Jennifer Jenkins: It' Carter Jenkins.


For some reason I cracked myself up by responding how I did. Carter's response aided in the humor.

Later...

me: Are you home from school already?

Sent at 2:23 PM on Friday

Jennifer Jenkins: Yep. Fridays are short days.

me: Cool! I wish Fridays were short days for me.

Sent at 2:28 PM on Friday

Jennifer Jenkins: Mmmm. I see. Well tallk to ya laytor.

me: Ok bye.

Jennifer Jenkins: Bey.

Sent at 2:31 PM on Friday

Evidently Carter had some serious contemplation to do upon learning the inner yearnings of my heart.

Nephews rock.

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They see me rollin...

>> Monday, March 22, 2010

They hatin. Why are they hatin? Because I'm styling this bad mother of a machine:
That's right. Some little 17 year old dame in a slammin' classic Mustang decided to hit my car while I was at work, so I have a rental until my ride is all prettied up again.

Enough with the slang. I'm stuck with this thing until Wednesday or Thursday. And you know how Enterprise's big thing is that they will come pick you up? Well they do, but they deceive you into thinking you are getting a nicer car than you are. My driver showed up in a Dodge Avenger. He made small talk about the Health Bill that just passed, and I waited eagerly to get behind the wheel and show him how to really drive that kind of car. I signed the paperwork, and then they took me back out, and my heart sank.

I got in to the thing, made sure I knew where all the essentials were, and drove off, testing the pathetic and noisy acceleration. Only when I was exiting the vehicle did I realize that it has both manual locks and windows. Did you even know that they make vehicles without auto windows and locks? I sure didn't. The only redeeming factor of the vehicle is that is has an aux in, so I can still listen to my iPod. Speaking of my iPod, check out the latest on it:Nevermind the weird waves, that is just due to having a picture taken of an LCD screen. Those big black lines started showing up a few days ago. It's sad, but exciting, because if the screen completely fails, that means I can save up and get a Zune HD, which I have been pining over for a number of months now.

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Blah blah blah

>> Sunday, January 31, 2010

There, I updated. Real update coming within a week or so.

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I've been too busy

>> Monday, December 7, 2009

See, I haven't updated lately because I've been busy spending time with a girl. Yes, let the speculation rise. And that is a perfectly legitimate excuse, because girls are way more important than a blog. Perhaps not more important that calling your mother, though. Sorry.

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Excerpt

>> Friday, November 6, 2009

An excerpt of a larger personal essay I'm currently developing:

We typically speak of perfection in terms of being flawless or without error. Indeed, Merriam-Webster.com’s first definition of perfect is “being entirely without fault or defect”. Definition 1b is perhaps the better description to keep in mind while discussing finding the perfect girl. It reads, “Satisfying all requirements”. Another states “lacking in no essential detail”. Perhaps those two combined gives us the best definition of what ‘perfect’ is when considering a spouse. Perfect girl – one who meets all the needs that you have. A girl whom you love despite her flaws, because the flaws really don’t matter. It’s exactly who she is that makes her perfect to you.

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