Many times previously on this blog and on Math and Musings I have detailed unusual food items and my quest to obtain them.
It is now over, for I have discovered the ultimate expression of such.
Strawberry… Milkshake… Frosted Flakes.
Let us now declare the winner and champion for all time.
Much of the discussion in yesterday’s math class centered around “7-Eleven Day,” one of the great national holidays in which one can get a free small Slurpee at 7-Eleven on 7/11. That would be July 11. (Suckers in other countries who put the date first followed by the month lose out apparently.)
How many free Slurpees did you get?
How many bizarre flavor combinations did you concoct?
Never mind the things are only a dollar anyway; it’s the principle.
And the rest of the week? Not to be outdone? Wawa offering free Icees through July 18.
Keeping up with the Joneses, frozen beverage-style.
Nice.
At my house I really need more trophy space.
It’s not that I’ve won a lot of trophies; I just like displaying stuff.
That is all.
There are two men I admire and aspire to be above all others. One is Michael O’Connell Sr. The other is Robert E. Gallagher, subject of today’s episode of Math and Musings. Enjoy.
Max Scherzer was Max Scherzer last night in his first big league start back from injury. He pitched six innings, getting 11 strikeouts and giving up only two hits in what ended up being an unfortunate no-decision for the three-time Cy Young winner.
Musta picked up a tip or two in Binghamton.
This from a guy quoted last week as saying he didn’t want to be a Rumble Pony.
Indeed.
Gas prices, plastic bag taxes… how about plundered seas, ravaged coasts, burnt towns, and destroyed lives?
Yeah, for some real grievances come to Claude Moore Park today at 10:30.
Public recitation of the Declaration of Independence.
You’ll recognize the reciter.
Hope you stocked up on all the essentials for this weekend: hot dogs, hamburgers, potato salad…
plastic bags.
Yeah, it’s finally here. Today’s the day they jack up the price by an infinite percent, so hopefully you’ve already got your supply.
You were warned here first.
Leaving for work five minutes late makes your drive 10 minutes longer.
Leaving for work 10 minutes late makes your drive 20 minutes longer.
Nowhere are the economic theories of Karl Marx ignored more stringently than on American highways.
Yeah, the Colorado Avalanche may have won the Stanley Cup yesterday, but I paid $3.96 a gallon for gas.
Ordinarily I say “it’s the little things,” but no, this was big.
Gas prices, smash prices…
You want to know the real sign of economic chaos in the country these days?
That so-called five-dollar pizza from Little Caesar’s is now $6.49.
I’m pretty sure this is how the Great Depression started.