Pizza

It's roughly 9:45 chez-moi and I really want a pizza.

Just the thought of a warm crust topped with oodles of cheese, pepperoni, and pineapple makes me drool. In fact, I am drooling right now onto my shirt as I type this. Not a pretty picture, I know.

NOTE: Yes, I like pineapple on my pizza. Some of you may disagree. I'm fine with that, it's your choice.

I don't eat much pizza though, mainly due to my gall stones. It works like this:

1. I eat fatty foods (especially at night)
2. A gall stone tries to kill me
3. I am left wondering why my body hates me

It could be some sort of karmic retribution. Maybe in a past life I was some sort of gall bladder thief or something. I have no idea how that would work. I imagine I would accost travellers on deserted roads in the middle of the night and demand 'yer gall bladder or something of equally nasty!' and I would end up with a handful of poop, because gall bladders are kinda hard to take out.

I never said this would make sense.

Anyway, tomorrow is Friday, which means the day after is Saturday or 'day I play MMOs 'till my eyes bleed.' Everyone have a good weekend and look for a new Art and the usual blogs next week.

Cheers,
-Jason

A New Pizza

I caught a new commercial the other day. This is from Dominos and features their new Oreo Dessert Pizza (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkEc67m_jvM) if you are really interested).

It is apparently a pizza made out of Oreos, drizzled in Oreo sauce (I presume), on some sort of probably sugary crust.

I had two immediate reactions upon seeing this commercial:
1) That thing will kill you
2) I totally want to eat one of those

Pizza, despite its innate deliciousness, is horrible for you. So, what better way to finish the meal than by eating another pizza made almost entirely of sugar? I anticipate there will soon be an Appetizer Pizza made out of nachos and French fries (which frankly, sounds fantastic).

I do not know what to think about the Oreo Pizza. On the one hand, this is America, a country where we are free to eat whatever we want (its in the Constitution, right after we are guaranteed the right to play the kazoo in public). On the other hand, we are fat enough as it is. On the other, other hand, nothing rhymes with orange.

So, eat an Oreo Pizza if you are so inclined. Or not. If you happen to be a representative of Dominos and like the sound of the Appetizer Pizza, lets talk.

Cheers,
-Jason