Meatfesters. Anybody here from out of town? Alright, Hey! Why did the chicken cross the road? To get in mah belly! Ha HA! Yes! It’s good to be back and it’s good to see all of your smiling faces, Hey! Some of you have a little barbecue on the corner of those smiles; I’m looking at my man Kenneth! Hey-O!… Read more →
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Conservation Law
Iron in = Iron out So I gave blood this morning. Here are my vitals: BP: 100/70 Temp: 98.2 F Pulse: 60 bpm Hemoglobin: 13.9 g/dL Thanks, piece of paper. That sounds like good advice. The blogging machine has been turned on. Read more →
Preparations
I am printing maps, packing my harmonica, and starving myself. Read more →
Prometheus
Fire causes death, but it makes death delicious, for those left alive. Read more →
Gratitude.
The young calf grazes, his body grows strong on grass. He looks to the west. Read more →
O HAIku submission 1: The Host
Nate is the greatest: he welcomes us to Oak Park, his hair is perfect. Read more →
PorkChop-tober
Meatfest lite Meatfest 2.1 Extreme Meatfest: Iowa Edition It’s on. Â The Meatfest crew is back in action; and this time, it’s personal. Read more →
Pie: The Period at the End of MeatFest.
Well, we’re movin’ back up (movin’ back up) To Whitefish Bay (movin’ back up) To a reg-u-lar house, on the ground (movin’ back up) Well, we’re movin’ back up (movin’ back up) To Whitefish Bay (movin’ back up) Emily made us an apple pie. (ooooooo) Read more →
The Jolly Pace.
So, yeah. Â We missed the train. Â But when life gives you lemonade, you mix it with beer and make shandy. Or in our case, you hit the food court… For some of the best Doggs we’ve had in a while. However, they had a sign up at the cash register which said “Please check your order when you get it,… Read more →
The Final Meal.
When there was no food left in Chicago, Nate made the ultimate sacrifice and turned himself into a burrito. Â What a host! Read more →