Well it's Turkey Day, my favorite holiday, tho oddly, I have a hankering for a cheeseburger or tacos. Recently I've made a variety of one of my favorite foods (tho extremely remedial) and that of course, is grilled cheese sandwiches. While grilled cheese & tomato soup is nice, my palette craves a tiny bit more. Put some basil & dried onion chips in the soup, and mix up the grilled cheese. I've made one with cooked bacon on it with some cheddar cheese spread added (yum) and another with freshly sliced Jalapeno peppers with a Mexican cheese blend & American cheese (yum). I've also had on wheat bread, and I'm sure it'd be as good on multigrain bread, and I'm sure it'd be good on Lithuanian rye bread, too. I'm sure there's other things I could add, like sweet onions sauteed with garlic, various green leaf spices, varying cheeses, sauteed mushrooms & peppers, some places suggested slice tomatoes which I find odd. Inspired by Pizza Hut's cheese in the crust pizza, I've been stuffing baked dinner rolls with a little mozzarella cheese and microwaving it for about 30 seconds. Mmmmm, bread and cheese.

Two Sundays ago after watching the Bears play the Packers, I got the urge to pull out the Madden football video, and I frantically searched for the CD, but I couldn't find it. Then it came to me: I trashed / snapped that CD in half 3 years after finally having enough. No video game that I have ever played in my lifetime in my 21 years of gaming (holy ****) has infuriated me more than the Madden(ing) football series. It was impossible to pass, when you ran you didn't go anywhere, even the simplest task of 20-yard field goals were a nightmare, and it was a boring and slow game that would screw you over at every given instance possible. Pop in the Madden game, and watch your blood pressure shoot through the roof. Better wear a hat so you aren't ripping your hair out by the roots. Oh and keep anything breakable, sharp or tip-overable well away too. I don't know how I never stroked out or blew out an ear drum while playing that game. So it was just better to take a hammer to the damn CD and send the game back the hell where it came from. And what's sad is EA Sports has a monopoly on football, baseball, basketball and hockey, so you're SOL. Back in the 1990s & early 00s, at least there was the option of choosing different games within a genre. High Heat Baseball was the best baseball series I ever played with in any genre.

I was watching "Gary Unmarried" last night. Those of you who don't know, it's Jay Mohr's new family sitcom, where basically it's a show of Gary still hanging around his awful ex-wife Allison, trading barbs, a show basically of 1 million jokes and bare minimal character development. Well it was the Thanksgiving episode, and Gary & Allison agreed to have Thanksgiving at Gary's house; had the turkey and everything. So suddenly Allison, gets it in her head that now out of the blue, she wants to host the Thanksgiving dinner at her (his old) house, despite Gary already cooking. So then Gary's dad shows up, played by Max Gail of "Barney Miller" whose character was apparently stoned, and Allison steals him to go have TG dinner at her house. So Gary goes to Allison's house, where we find her parents there, played by Jane Curtin and Martin Mull, who's on his like 8 millionth performing appearance.

So Curtin's character is this total nag tightass of a wife, and Mull's character just wants to watch football and drink beer, so naturally he wants to go to Gary's house and have dinner (or just beer) so he goes with Gary. So naturally, Allison goes ape****, goes back to Gary's house and demands her father come back, which of course he had no intention of doing. So what does Allison do? She steals Gary's turkey right out of the oven, takes it with her, and threatens blackmail when Gary finds out & calls her on the phone. Not only is this premise really ridiculous, (and it's been done on King of the Hill) but you're wading into Ultra Big Ego On That Completely Despicable Character territory. I actually cursed (and quite lengthy) at the TV after I saw what Allison did. I'm not one to shout at the TV (unless it's to mock a certain hillbilly announcer of a certain local baseball team) and I know it's not good do such things, since I'm the type who doesn't make audible reactions in a movie theatre.

So at the end of Gary Ummarried, Allison ends up having everything blow up in her face, gets injured, salvaged what's left of dinner and brought to Gary's, blah blah blah. Gary's son couldn't help but notice that at the end of dinner, Grampa still seemed to be eating and at quite a rather frantic pace, and that "his shirt smells like my Art Teacher's coat". Someone stoned on a prime time sitcom?? Then I remembered this isn't new, and I remember back in the day there was a big stink about how (ironically here) Jane Curtin's "3rd Rock From The Sun" as Dr. Mary Albright kept a joint in her freezer, and one day she and Dick Solomon (John Lithgow) were gonna smoke it, right there on prime time TV. Well it turned out it was just a frozen French Fry, and as far as I know, there's strict TV rules about this kind of thing, and I think (barring any cop / lawyer / crime show) this was the closest to ever "actually lighting and smoking a joint on TV" that there's been. "That 70s Show" created controversy when it came out, because of the showing of a spinning camera the kids in a basement full of smoke in the Forman basement. And then there was the surreal Season 13 Simpsons episode, where Homer got attack by crows in the eyes and was prescribed medicinal marijuana, and to the horror of the family seeing their father getting high in the master bedroom. TV certainly has changed in my short lifetime.

Apparently last night there was some live NBC Rosie O'Donnell variety special. Did anybody actually watch this? Why would anybody actually watch this, let alone actually broadcast it?? I don't know how, or why she's allowed to walk amongst the rest of us. "I'm Rosie O'Donnell, and hey I know, why don't I get my own talk show, then invite people like Tom Selleck and start fights with them! Then I'll be a totally wicked loud, aggressive, bench-pressing mega bulldyke which only the most heavily medicated people could ever have the nerve to applaud me!". Seriously, Rosie O'Donnell sucks, and I don't know why anyone would ever want to watch or to be associated with that whale.

Well, if you haven't passed out from eating too much food, or vomited from watching really crummy Detroit Lions football, have a Happy Turkey Day! Gobble gobble gobble!