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Posted: July 17, 2010 in Schell's, Weight loss

Long time, no post.

First of all, allow me to apologize for not posting anything new for a few days. There’s been a lot going on around here that’s required some attention and, well, I didn’t want to give you a substandard post. Let’s review the past few days, shall we?

Thursday was a beautiful day. Hardly a cloud in the sky, slightly warm, very sunny. We got an early start and went to Schell’s. Schell’s is a local tradition in Berks County, PA. Founded in 1952, Schell’s offers fast food type items (burgers, dogs, fried chicken, and the best hamburger BBQ on the planet). (author’s note: don’t call it a sloppy joe. This is what all sloppy joes aspire to be. This stuff is the Cristal of hamburger BBQ. It is the food of the gods. If this stuff would’ve been around in the 1930’s and 40’s, we could have airdropped it into Berlin and WWII would have never happened. It is that good. To call Schell’s BBQ a sloppy joe would be like referring to the Great Wall of China as a fence. And now, back to your regularly scheduled ramblings.) In addition, they have an ice cream building and 27 holes of mini golf. Laura and I took a friend of ours along who had never had the pleasure of hitting the ball over the lake, and the deal was that the loser had to buy the ice cream.

Everyone stayed under 100 on the course. I actually did well, shooting a 76 on a par 72. Laura had to forfeit, though, as her dodgy hip started to act up. So, she wound up buying the ice cream. As for lunch, our friend, who practices a vegetarian lifestyle, raved about the freshness of the salad and the wonders that are fried cheddar cheese cubes. Ahh, breaded, deep-fried bliss.

Later Thursday night, there was alcohol involved. We had to go out and celebrate Laura’s last night as Lancaster Newspapers’ sports agate wench. Most of the sports staff turned out and a good time was had by all.

Yesterday brought a haircut and the delayed trip to the Jerz. We went up through Kutztown, Allentown and Easton, crossed into Phillipsburg (seemed to be a happening place) and went on to Morris County. There was a place which had rooms to rent that we were looking at. We pulled up outside and well, it was scary. I could just picture this place as the location for a horror movie. We turned the car around and fled. Quickly.

Started checking out several hotels and we think we found one that will work in the short term until we can check out some rooms. I also got to see where Laura will be working. It’s an impressive structure. Must be a lot of printing going on there. One of the highlight was that I got to have White Castle for the first time. It’s pretty tasty, but I’ll still take Chick-Fil-A first.

Getting on with it, let’s look at the meat of the day’s post. The topic is doing what’s right. Now, before anyone jumps in and says, “How do you know what’s right?” let me say that I’m not talking what is morally or legally right, but what is right for each and every one of us in regards to the choices we make throughout our lives. We all make wrong decisions at least once or twice or hundreds of times, and how we react to the right and wrong decisions we make is what defines us as individuals. So many variables can be factored into the decision-making process. Opinions of friends, peer pressure (it still exists in adulthood), financial, etc. can all be a part of the process. I will say this, though. If you have a dream, don’t ever give it up. It might take months or years, but it’s worth holding on to. I’m going to include a video clip from one of the more inspiring movies I’ve ever seen. This is from Rudy, starring Sean Astin and Charles S. Dutton.

Basically, the point I’m trying to make is that whatever you do, don’t just do it because someone else thinks it’s the best choice of action for you. Value their opinion, but temper it with other opinions. We’ve all told our parents at one point or another, “But _______ is doing it!” Our parents would invariably reply, “And if _______ jumped off a cliff, would you do that, too?” I’m not saying don’t jump off a cliff, I’m saying go ahead and jump off that cliff… if it’s the right choice for you to make. Getting married to the stripper at your cousin Bubba’s bachelor party is a choice, but you might want to think about that one after you’ve sobered up because it might not be the best choice for you. Being able to make mistakes is perhaps one of the few freedoms still left to us. Don’t squander that freedom.

Tomorrow I’m going to take a look at cruising. Until then, enjoy the weekend!

Monday, Monday

Posted: July 12, 2010 in Schell's, Weight loss

Hey everyone!

Didn’t get a chance to do an entry yesterday. I really didn’t have anything to say, so why say anything? We went off to Reading for a family picnic. It was nice to see everyone and not at a funeral for a change, which seemed to be the pattern for a while.

Had to take two cars, as the missus had to work last night. There were plenty of good eats, but I didn’t have a crazy-bad food day. Yes, there were soft pretzels from the Philly Soft Pretzel Factory and they were very good. The highlight for me was actually having some mustard. My hate relationship with mustard goes back years and I guess my palate has changed, because I was putting it on the pretzel and loving it.

This was with the spicy horseradish mustard, too. When I had a hot dog later, I tried the spicy brown mustard and found I liked that as well. It’s always nice to discover a food you didn’t like is something you like now. I always hated broccoli as a kid, now it’s my favorite vegetable. There was a time I didn’t like pizza. Seriously. I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true.

Other eats at the picnic included the main enemy (Muenster cheese), a nice fresh fruit tray (with kickass kiwi and pineapple), plus the standard picnic fare. I managed to have only three cubes of the enemy, one hot dog (with spicy brown mustard!), and stuck to drinking water and one can of diet Sierra Mist. As I said, not an abysmal food day by any stretch.

There was no watching of the World Cup finals, however. We were watching Formula One, then the World Cup was overruled in favor of watching the Phillies-Reds offensive suckfest. After watching Formula One, I can say that those guys have to be the best drivers on the planet, hands down. I think that I would love to attend an F-One race at some point as it returns to the US.

Having that much selection of stuff I like is a great test for our upcoming cruise vacation, or as I like to call it, “Can Brian withstand the temptation of the midnight buffet?” It’s going to be a challenge, I think, one that I can hopefully withstand.

Also in the food department, we had a lovely dinner with our friend on Saturday night. Our friend brought a very nice Carl Reh Riesling, whose website trumpets that they ARE the Riesling experts. I tend to agree. I’m not a wine drinker or connoisseur by any stretch, but I was perfectly willing to down this one. It was a perfect complement to the pasta ponzo and balsamic grilled asparagus that I made for the main event. Post dinner, there was angel food cake with fresh strawberries and good conversation lasting well into the morning.

Today will bring work around the house and a walk. Tomorrow morning, we are planning a friendly mini-golf round with a friend. Loser has to buy the ice cream, so maybe I should practice a little?

Hope you all have a great week and I’ll see you back here tomorrow.

Today’s weight: 296.2.

Happy 4th of July

Posted: July 4, 2010 in Schell's


Did I ever mention just how annoying I thought those commercials were? What must have been happening at Anheuser-Busch during that pitch meeting? Here’s how I see it going down.

Advertising guy:
“We’re thinking of replacing the talking lizards that people actually like with a bunch of idiots doing an updated, simplified version of “The Telephone Hour” from Bye Bye Birdie, only it’ll be about beer.”

A-B exec:
“That sounds like a great idea!”

Who thinks of stuff like that? Gilbert Gottfried?

Anyway, moving right along….

The yard sale was moderately successful. Among the highlights was seeing a dead ringer for Santa Claus, wearing shorts and sandals. He bought a collectable holiday Cabbage Patch kid that was dressed as Santa. No kidding. I had to be kind of surreptitious taking the picture, I didn’t want to be rude to the guy. He might drop a lump of coal in my stocking and we have electric heat.

It was pretty funny, though.

After the dreaded yard sale was done, we packed up everything that didn’t sell and took it to the nearest Goodwill store. But not after the obligatory stop at Schell’s. Schell’s is a Berks County tradition. Located on the 5th Street Highway in Temple, it boasts a fast food restaurant, a dairy swirl and the best mini-golf in the area, IMHO. Among their offerings are a hamburger BBQ that is like nothing I have ever had. It starts with ground beef that is minced unbelievably fine. After that, it’s up to the sloppy joe sauce, which we’re pretty sure contains narcotics. They take a steamed bun, put a glop of this beefy goodness on it and it’s off to food nirvana. They also have cheddar cheese cubes on the menu. They take breaded cheese cubes and fry them. Yum! The other big selling point is the roller grill with Berks hot dogs. The downside is that the fries kind of suck. Very blah and need some serious salt and ketchup to be palatable. The Dairy Swirl has some great soft-serve flavors, including a chocolate malt that tastes like a Cho-cho. I tend to gravitate toward the orange-vanilla swirl. There was no ice cream consumed yesterday, so it was still a good food day. Sadly, we didn’t play a round of mini-golf, either. Would’ve been a great day for it, but had to get to Goodwill.

After Goodwill, we came home and I fixed my bar shelving problem. Transferred all the bottles and barware downstairs, put shelf protectors down, took a shower and we went out to the mall. Had to go to the AT&T store as the mother-in-law’s cell phone died. Managed to score a sweet Nokia, something very basic for her to use. I guess I need to visit the in-laws so I can swap out the SIM cards and go from there. Also stopped by the Apple Store and lusted after the new iPhone. Hopefully soon, ’cause FaceTime is wicked awesome.

Came home, took a good walk, even though trying to keep up with the pace of Joe Satriani’s Summer Song totally kicked my ass.

I should mention that after I took a shower, I finally got on the scale and found the following waiting for me:

The scale

I think that’s close enough to qualify for the “I did it!” for the first goal. It feels really really good to know that if I keep things up, the next time I step on that scale, the first number will be a 2. It’s been an awfully long time since I saw that and I’m so looking forward to it.

It’s been a helluva whirlwind journey so far. I’m closing the book on the first chapter. Who’s ready for Chapter 2? I hope I am.

Today, I’m going to leave you with the following tweet:

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 Happy Independence Day, America.