1 and 2.

1. To the people at the Spicy Pickle here in denver. Fuck you. Seriously.

(I realize that posting this on the internet is about as passive aggressive as it gets, but I'm going to be headed back that way later this day to let them know in person how I feel. )

So, you may ask what is their horrific crime that would drive me to such madness. Well it's simple. The Spicy Pick is known for its total badassity that revolves around anything food related. They are the tits, at everything that they do! One of their amazing creations, in fact, the one in question, is called the Yard Bird and it would be a gross understatement to say it's good. Freshly baked focaccia bread = warm fluffy deliciousness, roasted chicken, spinach, apple slices!, blue cheese crumbles, sweet sweet honey mustard, and OBV the biggest draw for any meal, BACON! Additionally, one of the cool things that you can do is throw on some extra veggies or whatever onto your sandwich. I take full advantage of this by spicing it up with tomatoes, onions, cucumbers, and alfalfa sprouts (FTMFW). This total packaged yardbird is a force to be reckoned with. This total packaged yardbird however was not the foe that I would be fighting today though. Instead I get the bastard child of this almighty beast. Chicken, tomatoes, onions, cucumbers and sprouts. and LIGHT ON ALL OF IT! It's like a prisoner crawling out of a POW camp: Unbelievably thin, weak, battered, stripped of it's core identity(read: apples, blue cheese crumbles, spinach, fun), and horrifically sad.

This was my sandwich. Ugh.. obviously it was still good because that's how the spicy pick rolls, but what could have been... if only.

2. Wow. Things were quite the train wreck this past week, all over the place, but today is a gorgeous day and despite #1's terrible sounding attitude, I am without a care in the world because it's so awesome. Scheduled an impromptu massage this afternoon, everything is awesome outside, Nugs play tonight at home and we had best deliver a hurtin' on those bitchass CP3 loving Hornets (p.s. I still love you Chris Paul, and I know you're reading this) and life is wonderful. Should also be finishing another book today. Weeeeeeeee! Read! Do it for the kids!