Holy S*** White Chicken Chili

Did you catch that the first time? Wow, white f***ing chicken chili...so good. Thick, a little spicy, with a whole lot of good flavor. That aside, I'm pretty pumped about this weeks offerings, especially Wednesday, but I'll just save that for a surprise. It will not take over the top spot on the list of "Best Weeks of Soup," but it could sneak into second with a solid showing on Tuesday and Thursday, usually the off days of the week for soup. I have to avoid over hyping this week though, other wise I'll end up feeling like I did so many other times before, due to failed hype. For example, driving back to Appletown yesterday, I got to listen to the second half of the Kansas - Davidson game. I had been so over hyped on Stephen (pronounced Steff-in, not stee-vin, or steff-on, or any other ludicrous pronunciation that was attributed to his normal name) Curry, that when he missed like two or three straight three pointers in the final two minutes I was shocked. From what I had been told by every commentator in the country since the first round, this kid wasn't supposed to miss. So when the final seconds came, and Davidson was down by two, with a chance to win or tie, and the shot didn't come to Curry, and was missed by Richards, I was deflated to say the least. I had spent the hour in the car expected the great to happen, and in the end, nothing. This is not to say that Davidson isn't really flippin' good, because they are, I mean they played amazing man-to-man defense, they had three dudes just draining three's when Curry wasn't shooting, and on top of all that, they did have Curry. But I was so hyped up by the media, that I was just expecting them to win, so when they didn't, I was disappointed.

Other things that have been over-hyped include:

5. Superman Returns

4. Electricity

3. The Pursuit of Happiness

2. The Second Coming

1. Ferbies

Were you not supposedly able to train a Ferby to say things, or do the dishes or something. I feel as if no one ever achieved this goal. All I remember is sitting with my friend's Ferby and repeatedly saying "shit" to it, trying to make the thing swear. What a load of crap those things were, along with Tickle-Me Elmo, just shows the waste of money and research to create things like that from the early 00s (using 00s for the 2000s looks bad ass, by the way, how pumped are you to soon be living in the 20s again...can we please try to bring back the three-piece suit, and just a "roaring" attitude towards life like the original roaring 20s). For the record, I hate Ferbies.

The Brewers-Cubs game just officially got delayed by rain. Seriously, Chicago would have rain today. I hate Chicago.

To show how stupid I am at five in the morning, I'll tell you a story. As is common with weekends when I go to Milwaukee to hang out with people, not just play video games with them on Xbox Live, I didn't get a chance to go to the Rec Center and swim on Saturday morning as my training schedule prescribed. This is mainly because of the lazy douche bags of the Marquette Recreational Sports Department, who don't open the Rec Center until eleven in the morning. Honestly, I would think Saturday would be the one day where you could open a little early...some people like to be productive on Saturdays. However, that is neither here nor there with this story. So whenever this happens, I will got swimming on Monday morning, and then run at night after work, when I was supposed to only run. This is what happened this morning. The process of getting everything together for the morning swim is very difficult mainly because it is five in the morning, and I am generally "disoriented." I eventually get to work, go swim (1250 m, for those of you keeping score...which would bring the overall score to Life 13440 Mike 7), take a shower, engage in an awkward conversation with my supervisor while I am still naked, and get dressed. This is where my stupidity at five in the morning shows its ugly head. I realize that I did not bring a dress shirt with me this morning. I wanted to scoff and laugh at myself, but those personal sound effects are not to be encouraged with a room full of naked men, as they could be misinterpreted. So I had to drive back to my apartment, get a shirt, and feel like a moron. This however does not live up to the time I bought microwave dinners while not owning an actual microwave. I claim faulty packaging because they have nothing saying "Microwave required."

I just listened to the the new Panic! At the Disco album, and while the first two tracks have a modern day Sgt. Peppers feel to them, the rest of the album is kind of ho-hum and slow, failing to live up to the debut. Also, they sound too much like Fall Out Boy in the lyrics department. It is a definitive step in another direction from the debut, they add a lot of new instruments like horns, harmonicas, and strings. Enjoyable, but not addictive like Fever.

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