Experiments in textuality

Somehow, I accidentally bought the jambalaya with cheese. Did I mention that I'm mad as hell and if I had the receipt would most certainly take it back and ask the super market; "why did you sell me this? And why the hell would I want cheese in my jambalaya?". Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, I think I'll call the folks over at Zatarain's and complain to them. Maybe I'll get some free stuff for all of my whining.

In an attempt to "spice up" Tuesday nights; Little Murphy's has started a trivia night. They have also instated a new (more expensive) menu, with half as much fried food.

Anyway, this is my trivia pencil it has "princess" printed all over it. I win.

In case you were wondering; our team totally won.

This is our bucket of prize schwag. We also received a gift a gift certificate for Murphy's which I used to pay for my meal.

Do they love fish and chips or Jesus and chips? And then; what the hell does Jesus and chips mean?

Here is Thomas singing along with Queen.

This is the piano solo.

Here I am trying to take covert pictures of a man with many gold chains.

Obviously, this may not be the best tactic.

That may actually be him there, but I'm really not sure.

I am thinking that I might actually have to start asking people if I can take their pictures.

Thomas and Steve were arguing about "pure" socialism and "pure" democracy. Lexie and I got bored, so we played pool and argued about "truth" and "beauty".