Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Smell My Finger

Ok...I'm not trying to be crude here. I'm a pretty normal guy (well not that normal) who loves to laugh, order last and try new things. My upbringing was sprinkled with open mindedness and internal/external creativity (Thanks Mom and Dad). I tend to think "outside-the-box" and sometimes can come up with some funky stuff or pure unadulterated crap. I see things quite differently but also find joy in simplicity. My palette is spicy, fiery, flavorful and effervescent.

Now...cut to the scene from 1974 when "Little Robert" flat out refused to eat tomatoes, peas and wheat germ. Like a Navy SEAL, he would camouflage those undesirable veggies beneath a chicken breast carcass or a splattering of mash potatoes while desperately trying to leave the dinner table. Pan to "The Dad" who methodically sat and scrutinized the boy while blowing a gasket and puffing cartoon smoke from his ears. He tried to exert his influence and probably sprouted a few grays with "Little Robert" scribbled across them in his futile attempts. Nowadays, "Little/Big Rob" turns his Mom onto Endamame and Black Bean Burgers. He's come a long way baby.

My stint in New Orleans was the wax seal on my passion for the different. We're not just talking about Snacky Cakes and Cheesey Poofs, but the affinity to accept new music, diverse people and uncharted adventures. Sometimes you'd find me at a punk show being kicked in the head or sitting alone in a jazz club, sipping an Abita Turbodog. A soft shell crab po' boy was a new benchmark while conversations with anyone seemed like hanging out with a longtime friend. I guess the mantra "Be Different" best describes me in all phases of my life.

So back to the finger stuff. You see, I'm a dude. A guy. A boy. A man. The world of pampering one's external body has always seemed a bit foreign to me. Some things I must have are a Mach 3 razor to shave the dome and dental floss to play tug-o-war between my pearly whites. I've actually had two professional massages in my life and would gladly make it a weekly routine, but choose to focus on the joy of the body internal (i.e. yummy beer, woozy pizza and decadent sushi).

Today, I "Jumped the Shark" when I exfoliated my hands at a VIP Grand Opening event thingy. It was a one of those bathroom booth/tables scattered with stainless steel looking vessels and smelly perfumes and crap. I gave into peer pressure from five (count 'em five) people including two realtor dudes who needed to focus on the basics of soap and the wonders of showering. After rubbing my hands with smelly, green, goopy sand, I was mesmerized by the next step. Dessert spray. What is this world coming to that we had to create a product that sneezes hazelnut, pumpkin, avocado and 31 flavors onto your digits. I am now spreading vanilla and coconut stank all over my poor keyboard. I'm making myself sick and hungry at the same time. Think I'll stick my mitts in some Windex followed by shoving them into a box of Cinnabons.

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Monday, November 27, 2006

Fireside Friends


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Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh boy....double trouble witht the Poosers......how much more fun could it get ????

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Les Paul...More Rockin'


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Rock and/or Roll


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Middle of Somewhere


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Friday, November 24, 2006

Get in My Belly!!!


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...and now I'm sick.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

yeah, you were sick til UF won.....goooooooo Gators !!

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Thursday, November 23, 2006

Happy Thanksgiving!!!!


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Don't eat too much. Help Mom clean off the dishes. Loosen your belt. Watch some football. Repeat.

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Sunday, November 19, 2006

Craig and Cornelia's Wedding


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Craig , Scott and Cornelia


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Craig and Cornelia's Wedding


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Typical Saturday Morning


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Sorry you weren't feeling too well. The game was breezy as the wind that day. Your sis is next to me, but my camera flipped the image because she was actually sitting to my left. Have fun in Atlanta.

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More Band Members than Fans at 11:30am


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You Never Sausage a Sight!


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Where There's Smoke...There's Tailgating?


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Bacchus Breakfast Tailgating Elixir


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Burger : Bun


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Thursday, November 16, 2006

White 20

One of my favorite childhood memories was camping with my family. If I'm correct, in some way or fashion, we camped in every state on the east coast. One of the best places to camp was in Point Sebego, Maine. There was an unbelievable resort with gorgeous lakes and loads of activities around the clock. Some of the best moments were the ping pong tournaments and dog shows. We even had our favorite space for the trailer (or site), hence the title of the post. My most vivid memory was my Dad scaring the crap out of me when some friends and I were coming back to the site, after watching Halloween at movie night. SeriousIy, I almost pooped my pants...but I digress...

I still love being in the outdoors, but haven't camped in years. Sometimes I camped, but it wasn't at a fancy resort or in tent in the wilderness. I'm talking camping for tickets. Once I camped out for Billy Joel tickets in 20 degree weather. We waited in front of the University Box Office on campus and plugged in microwaves and space heaters into the outlets on the veranda. Still nearly froze. The other times were for Gator football. The university used to let students stay overnight in the stadium in order to pick up tickets for the Georgia game and the Sugar Bowl. We used to be able to play on the field due to it being artificial turf. Sleeping on the bleachers was an adventure. Now, give me a couch, cell phone and ticketmaster...

The reason why I decided to write about this topic is that something jarred my memory tonight on the way home from sucking at bowling. Right now, there are people camped out at Best Buy...waiting for a video game. I think it is the Vic Commodore or something like that. I can understand waiting endless hours for a one time event, but for electronics? Next week I was thinking about grabbing a sleeping bag and hang out in front of Wal-mart. There's a new toaster oven that's coming out that also toasts bagels...on both sides...

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dude, I was your roomate for how long? ..and a friend for how long after that? ... I never knew you liked to go camping? Beer, tents and sticks on fire in a fire pit, that is cool.

Thank you for NOT mentioning that your recent bowling partner has also been stinking up the lanes. And last week, how can I go from 178 to 135 to 124 ... I blame it on the beer. No more beer for me, I will switch to caffeine and maybe we can strike a stake into our opponnet's hearts for a sweet 8-0 victory this week!

Boxman- signing out!

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If a Seagull Flies Over the Sea, What Flies Over The Bay?

Everything bagels bug me. That's right...you heard me. Probably wondering why I'm picking on a defenseless doughy circle of goodness loaded with an assortment of seeds? I love those little carb nightmares, but they break my heart. They try so hard to satisfy everyone, but for some it's too much. I think it's too little when bakers decide to coat only one side with the edible gravel. Why only one side? Are people too lazy to flip the gosh darn thing to coat it? It's right there on the freaking pan! A simple twisting motion with a spatula should do the trick. If you don't, then guess what? I get a half an everything bagel and half a plain bagel that smells like an everything bagel.

Now let's examine the contents of "everything"...poppy seeds, rye seeds, sesame seeds, onion, garlic, salt....and that's it. That doesn't quite sound or look like everything. What about blueberries, chocolate chips and nuts? Not good enough for you Mister Bagel? Being a wee bit selective? Why is that? Dunno? Isn't the definition of everything...I dunno...EVERYTHING!!! I want everything. If I wanted some things I would have ordered a "most of everything" bagel or a "not quite everything" bagel.

Why are the seeds designed to get caught in your teeth? My mouth becomes a human collander that captures every little granule. Maybe you should make the seeds larger or give away floss when you purchase a baker's dozen? And since when did bakers get their own secret number of bagels? Thirteen? What the heck is that? Why one more? I think that's the extra bagel that they get to eat when they're walking across the parking lot to their cars in order to drive their weird number of bagels to their loved ones. God forbid you eat the everything bagel in the car while driving. Everything seed, onion flake and sticky garlic morsel will land in your lap and stink up the car. Finally, have you ever attempted to buy a couple of everything bagels alongside the rest of your so called dozen? These pompous donut imitators get their own special bag. Not got enough to mix with the rest, huh? Your friend Billy can't hack a garlic tasting banana nut bagel? Suck it up and quit your whining. Go buy a croissant kid, you're bugging me...

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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Connect

So, how do you meet new people? I meet loads of new people everyday. Sometimes I can remember a name or two (or none). If I smile, they smile back. If I say "How ya doing?" in a bubbly manner, they reply. It's like a cat and mouse game of connecting with a total stranger. What I'm realizing as I get a wee bit older, it's hard to make new, true friends. In the past 4 years, I've met more people than I ever had in my life, but can I call them my (here goes an Ed Sullivan joke) "Really Good" friends? If I ran into any of my customers when I'm out (and about), I'll always stop and say hello. Would I grab a cheddar biscuit with them at Red Lobster? Think again. I reserve those special moments with my good friends. If it's grabbing a beer on an off-night or a Sunday afternoon burrito with my best bud, that's good for me. Is there really room in my life for more good friends? Of course, but they better pick a better place than one that serves 75 dozen shrimp on a plate....

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Blogger by Rob said...

I'm learning that there is always room for new friends and new experiences.

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Sunday, November 12, 2006

The Swamp on a Saturday Afternoon

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Tailgating with Some Special Guests

Dad, Me and Mom

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Dude, you need to get some sun.

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Blogger by Rob said...

Friendly...

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Florida 17 - South Carolina 16

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Friday, November 03, 2006

The Clock is Ticking for Coffee

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Satchel's Pizza - A Work of Eat

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Gator Growl Audience Participation

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Hello Crustaceans!!!!

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Golfing at Callway Gardens

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Toomer's Corner Downtown Auburn

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

This was a trivia question last year.

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Blogger by Rob said...

I did not know that...when do we get to see the trivia movie?

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't know. I assume it will go to netflix at some point...I hope.

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Jordan Hare Stadium - Auburn, Alabama

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Florida vs. Georgia in Jacksonville

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Thursday, November 02, 2006

Keep On Chooglin'

Well...I had a little break from the blog. I kept staring at it with nothing to write..call it BlogBlock. Now, I'm refeshed and raring to go.

I took a couple of road trips over the last month to watch the Mighty Gators take on Auburn and Georgia. I've never been to Jordan Hare stadium in Auburn and it was quite a spectable. It was so loud during the game, that my ears were actually hurting. The fans were so nice and genuine that I must go back even it is only to see the War Eagle enter the stadium (I think I had a tear in my eye). I stayed with some friends before and after the game in a beautiful villa at Callaway Gardens, near Pine Mountain, Georgia. I actually payed $80 to play golf that weekend (or $.50 a stroke). The Georgia game in Jax was fun (except for the actual game part). I tailgated most of the day with an old high school friend and her husband......and about 50 Georgia fans. I scored a 50 yard line club level ticket right before kickoff. I'll even post some photos for you visual types...

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