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Twitter pal crtoonMike informed us, upon reading today’s most excellent and donut-filled comic, that today is National Donut Day! I wish I had known so I could properly
exploit honor it. Turns out it wasstarted in 1938as a fund raiser for the ChicagoSalvation Army to help theneedy during theGreat Depression, and to honor the Salvation Army “Lassies” of World War I, who served donuts to soldiers. I should have drawn a cool picture of Elsa and Eartha dressed in those cool Salvation Army uniforms, passing out donuts to Frank dressed as a Doughboy. Instead I did this lame joke. I really need to grow up- but first, I’m going out for donuts.
UPDATE: instead, I made donuts. Korean donuts. They was gooey and weird, but we ate them anyway. It was our Donut Day Duty.
ATE A BUG TACO- JUST ANOTHER DAY IN NEW YORK. I just came to the Mid Manhattan Library, which, like many unemployed people these days, I sometimes use as office space. Free, slow internet, dodgy public toilets, and a clientele that makes the Mos Eisley Spaceport look like a line-up of the von Trapp family.
Outside the guarded door (now that Bin Laden is dead, can we stop the farce of opening my bags? The guards don’t even bother to look) there’s a Dos Equis truck doing a promotion- “Feast of the Brave”- giving away free tacos, with a catch- the flavors are ostrich, cow tongue, veal brain, and my choice, cricket!
Yes, we’re talking real bugs, fried up with spices, generously sprinkled on a taco. I’ve actually had one before- at Toloache in the theater district. Theirs was gamey. I didn’t hate it, but I didn’t want another.
This one was delicious! I didn’t even have to pretend I was eating something else, or be careful not to feel the thoraxes or little legs with my tongue. I’d eat a whole plate of them.
“But John,” says you, “you’re a VEGETARIAN!” That’s true, but like it or not, we all eat bugs. They’re in the crops most of our food is made of, and the machines that process that food. It’s their planet, really. Yeah, some of them gross me out as much as anyone, but I’ve always been curious about eating bugs. For living beings, they’re the closest thing to mindless automatons, which is what’s made the whole hive thing work so well for them for so many millions of years.
There’s a Twitter and Facebook thing for the Dos Equis event, and they took my picture eating the taco, but I’m not “liking” their things. Enough free advertising for them, and I don’t drink beer. I’d much rather eat a bug
TODAY is a historical day- for SOME reason. Which will YOU be watching- the royal wedding of Prince William and Miss Catherine Middleton, or the final launch of the space shuttle Endeavour? I know which Elsa will chose, because she’s my kind of girl.
The five space shuttle orbiters achieved an age old sci fi dream- making rocket launches mundane, at least for the general public. Which is kind of cool, but mostly sad. All those men and women who flew on those 135 missions- including the two that ended in tragedy- were pioneers heading into deadly territory. I mean, those things were designed in the 60′s and 70′s- in the span of time it took to turn Star Trek from a TV show to a movie series, NASA created a real, reusable space vehicle, manned by a multi-cultural crew (the first teacher in space, first African-American and Asian men, first African-American and Canadian women), working together to study the Earth and space, and deliver crap to a freakin’ space station. And the first one was named Enterprise.
Will America have the courage and will to replace the shuttles with something as bold and innovative? We’ve been brainwashed to believe that the only thing that matters is the bottom line- that green technology, taking care of the environment, getting off fossil fuels, health care for all- are all pie-in-the-sky pipe dreams, even though other countries are tackling them.
Anyway, happy wedding day. Me, I’m going to visit the test shuttle Enterprise when it comes to stay here in New York. Mazel Tov!