To Whom it May Concern

Catching up on random thoughts and musings from the mind of Foodie.

To Whom it May Concern: Today is day 39.

To Whom it May Concern: I'm so glad Starz produced Spartacus: Gods of the Arena, even if it is only a 6 episode arc designed as a stop gap measure while they recast the lead role. Spartacus is a totally kickass show! That is if you like equal parts intrigue, sex, violence, and political power plays done in fine Ancient Roman Fashion.

To Whom it May Concern: 
Yes I understand that 70 is indeed numerically greater than 69 or 42, But I think your missing the point.

To Whom it May Concern: It can't rain all the time.

To Whom it May Concern: Why are these women going back? I've watched 3 episodes of Teen Mom 2 and I'm pretty sure these guys are complete and total chadbags. Well maybe Corey isn't so bad, though it is funny that MTV feels the need for subtitles in case his drawl is a bit too thick for us Yankees.

To Whom it May Concern:
This is why one should never do their homework based exclusively on information from the internetz- 

From Answers.com:

Question: What is a group of baboons called?

Answer: A gaytard or a troop.
http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_is_a_group_of_baboons_called

I'm guessing some 7th grader somewhere received a boatload of trouble for putting Gaytard down as an answer on a biology/life sciences test. And for some reason I find that thought absolutely hilarious.

To Whom it May Concern: Henry Rollins may not be all that familiar to you, but he should be.

To Whom it May Concern: Repeating the same actions over and over while expecting different results may not be clear cut insanity, but it does come pretty damn close.

To Whom it May Concern: Sometimes police officers aren't so bad. I wonder how many are named Chad?

To Whom it May Concern: 6 years, 351 days, 17 hours, 33 minutes, and about 31 seconds.

To Whom it May Concern: Have I mentioned I like Breasts?

To Whom it May Concern: Sweet!

To Whom it May Concern:
What did I learn in class this week?
That species are going extinct at a rate 10-1000 times faster than "normal" background rates. Depending upon which scientist you ask, these rates are similar to those evidenced in the prior five mass extinctions of geological history.
Also; How to be a responsible Eco-Tourist. I jumped to the back of the book to see if there was a guide to Eco-Terrorism for the more hard core set.

To Whom it May Concern: It might be time for a batch of Papa George's Bean Soup

To Whom it May Concern: Wipeout is one of the funniest Television shows I have ever seen. Ridiculous I know. Essentially it's "Owww My Balls" from the movie Idiocracy. Presently on ABC, Thursday's at 7c/8e

To Whom it May Concern: Stoopid Cheddar Monkeys

To Whom it May Concern: Here is a bet I'd like to make in Vegas with regards to the super bowl- Who wins in a hair pulling fight Clay Matthews and his golden locks or Troy Polamalu and his Samoan Warrior Mane?


To Whom it May Concern:
Lets say I buy into the premise that in the future, Wars will be fought with robots.
I will even grant you the whole, robots only fight other robots argument.
But if they are not self replicating, or at least capable of replenishing and maintaining their population independent of human interaction, some nerdy,brilliant, yet disaffected programer will insert a subroutine that will kill us all. or you know at least maim us.

I don't know, perhaps the classic "take a chance"

 So your saying the robots will be operated by tele-presence and it will be a gentleman's agreement not to use such devices against civilian targets? As opposed to all the other inventions that we expertly employ to provoke death?

Oh I see, yeah they only build these robots in deserted areas, and the fights can be televised. Seriously dude, I pretty sure that's the story behind the craptastic movie Robot Jox.

No I saw it once and that was enough. You want to learn more about your Reservation Rumbling Robots of Doom, you hunt that movie down your self.

Yeah, Netflix should have it, but trust me just go with your imagination, its bound to be better.


To Whom it May Concern: Not exactly a song stuck in my head, so much as the background soundtrack that has been playing in my mind off and on for about 2 weeks now.

To Whom it May Concern: Fenske's Wych Cult Stands Undefeated. Not bad for a bunch of space elves, with a penchant for latex, leather, whips and chains. When a national champion begins adapting his lists to reflect yours, you know you are on top of your game. And seriously, Reaver Jet Bikes rule! Combat drugs are just a nice bonus. The days when the Space Wolves or Ghost Warriors would crush Nurgle's Onions or the Tau Pansies on a regular basis wasn't that long ago.

To Whom it May Concern: Dude it was great you could make it out for gaming sunday. Seriously hope the next time isn't another decade.

To Whom it May Concern: Egypt.

To Whom it May Concern: What percentage of humanity is required for a fundamental shift in thinking? Or a fundamental shift in reality? Is such a thing really possible?

To Whom it May Concern: You know what they called the "storm of the century" in Minnesota? An Average Monday in January.

To Whom it May Concern: Seriously I love tacos! Tacos and Boobs. When I die and you go against my wishes and bury me with a headstone and stuff it better say that. He loved Tacos and Boobs.

To Whom it May Concern: Season three of Star Wars: The Clone wars is totally bad ass.

To Whom it May Concern: I just realized that I fill the requirements according to the Constitution to run for President. Who wants to be my running mate and who wants to give me money?

 To Whom it May Concern: Whatever Dude. Rock On.





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