Friday, September 26, 2008

When good Erins turn bad

McCain's theatrical grandstanding at the expense of the country has me so disgusted, I do what Erins will do when cornered. I made bad nachos.

Take a handful of shitty bagged Tostitos

Plop a slice of Velveeta on top.

Nuke for 30 seconds.

Dump store-bought salsa on top.

Consume while standing in front of the kitchen sink, staring out the window and wondering how in the hell the country has come to this moment.


Geoff Schutt said...

Dear Erin,

Bad nachos are a very good idea right now. I "vote" for any kind of distraction from the prevailing chaos .... In my case, it's celebrating three big literary birthdays this week: Fitzgerald, Faulkner and T.S. Eliot.

Today's a day to drink cheap Champagne as a debate prep. Keeps one from throwing things at the TV. (As long as one drinks enough of the cheap Champagne, after all.)

I'm already feeling woozy.

... from "This Side of Paradise," which seems kind of funny to say in a way, but that's where I am.

swine said...

i want to be celebrating these b-days with a bottle of REAL absinthe. can you hook us up?

Velvet Fog said...

Those nachos look horrific.
Sort of like the side of McCain's face.

Chato said...

Erin says, "Consume while standing in front of the kitchen sink, staring out the window and wondering how in the hell the country has come to this moment. "

uh, as soon as i finish retching from the thought of such a gut-wrenching gruel, I might be able to bring myself to ponder the state we are in, after the largest bank failure in U.S.-fucking-history.

Then again, I'm still retching...


deangc said...

Velveeta? Isn't that a sort of domestic WMD? Bushco could invade your ass for that stuff.


i just made my "own stare out the window and give up & eat crap" meal

1 stale pita
whatever cheese is handy (today is swiss)
lay the cheese on the pita and bake it til it's gooey and toasted on the edges.
salt & pepper

put on PJs, sit on the couch, and watch bad daytime tv.

Anonymous said...


You realize, of course, that you're going to culinary hell for your nachos ... oops, wait a minute, no, you're not. Your kick ass peanut butter cookies have saved you from eternal damnation.


Amy L. Hanna said...

Then add guacamole, sour cream, and beer of course - then a couch afterwards. Just don't forget to change the TV channel when you're done gorging.

Amy said...

I ate nearly an entire bag of Fritos. On the bus. Hiding them in a bag as if it were a pint bottle.

Geoff Schutt said...

Absinthe would be good, indeed. We need to be out of our heads for this. But because I spent my stimulus check long ago, all I can afford is green food coloring, and some water from the neighbor's house. Ouch.

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