So one of the many really stupid conceptual blog ideas that I have had from time to time has been a blog in which every entry is an apology and excuse for not blogging. I am dangerously close to unintentionally implementing this idea, although as wild chance would have it, Bac-Log also happens to be an applicable title for this concept.
Okay, so because they won't stop bothering me about it, I am pleased to announce that apparently I managed to passively convince my friends Ian and Sara in New York to attend the Brooklyn Bacon Takedown, where they had to wait in line FOREVER and it was CROWDED and HOT and there were WOLVES AFTER THEM and one of them probably RUPTURED THEIR SPLEEN and they were HUNGRY and WHEN WILL WE GET THERE, and then they got stomach aches from eating 27 different bacon dishes. BOO HOO.
Here is a good selection of their text whining:
"Hey! We're at the bacon-off. It is hella crowded and there is nowhere to sit. Sara is providing photos. More updates to come."
"This line is soooo long and hasn't moved in twenty minutes! You bastard!"
"We're never gonna get to eat!"
"I am not fucking anyone for food today! Too tired from doing it all those other days."
"I have a tummy ache"
"40 minutes early and still standing room only."
"In line for 20 minutes, still no bacon."
"We can see but not eat! You set us up!"
Anyway, they finally made it to the glory that was 27 different bacon dishes, and I will post some of Sara's photos later, when I am not pressed for time in an airport. Also, I promise I will get to the super-exciting prize distribution for Sara's unprecedented slogan contest victory.
Okay, anyway, I have to catch a plane now. I am going to the land of volcanoes:
Apparently that is an actual picture of Mt. Redoubt erupting.