Meat and Pocrazos

I wasted a lot of time trying in vain to buy one of those newfangled Playstations. Thankfully it was only time wasted online and not time wasted in line. I was watching Lost while being a loser in the comfort of my apartment.

Called my local GameStop retailer:

Me: Hi, I am interested in the Playstation home entertainment system. You know, the one with the sixty gigabytes and the six axises of fun?

Helpful (but audibly pimply) Guy: Sorry sir, but those are sold out.

Me: That's too bad, I was hoping to play it on my imaginary 1080p television.

Helpful (but audibly pimply) Guy: You should get a Whee, dude. It's way more fun because you can wave your hands around and stuff happens.

Me: Sounds good, I'll take one.

Helpful (but audibly pimply) Guy: Uhh, we're out of those too.

Me: So when I wave my hands around--

Helpful (but audibly pimply) Guy: Nothing.

So I was left feeling a little Blu-Ray. To cheer myself up I bought a nice piece of brisket and marinated the crap out of it. Papa gave me some helpful hints on what spices to use. Coincidentally they were all the ones that I didn't own. I'm not sure if I invented this technique, but I placed the meat on 4 pedestals of onion core in order to keep it suspended above the pool of juices. My theory was that it would cook more evenly all around. Anyway, it turned out pretty good, but I overcooked it. Next time, Flankey, you will be medium!

This week is zooming by. For Thanksgiving Nat and I are taking a trip to Vegas. That's right! Los Angeles may be surrounded by giant state parks and the unbearable beauty of nature, but we have found a way to steer clear of His majesty by spending this special day in the city of sin. Gil hates turkey (or does he?).

Meanwhile, in Toronto: "Police believe the trouble may have started at a Popeye's fast food outlet, but haven't confirmed anything yet."