It's been a long week. Kitty loves a Friday.
Although, during my running back and forth between home and Fort Union, I found the famous Chipotle. I say famous because I listen to PotterCast and John Noe often talks about his favorite Chipotle burritos. And since I've had a pretty stressful week, I figured I deserved something nice. So, for the first time, I tried Chipotle.
Now, I didn't know that Chipotle was hip on this "organically" and "all natural" stuff (having been around beef all my life, I've never seen an "unnaturally" grown cow. To me, "unnaturally grown" means it's got a turkey leg sticking out of its nose. That's ain't natural). Usually, I'm not into this "hydroponically grown," "free-range," "we fertilized this with our own excrement" hippie-peacenik-health-food-craze (I like Cheetos). But, I think I can make an exception for this, so I hauled my Ford-Explorer-driving, cattle-ranch-life-living, Conservative-Republican-voting little self down there to sample the goods.
I ordered the steak fajita burrito with a side of chips and salsa (I got the mild because I'm not a big fan of spicy. In fact, I don't tolerate extreme spicy very well at all). I got it take-out, so I sampled the chips at all the red lights on the way home. Chips and salsa - muy bueno! There's a kind of limey-tang in the chips and the salsa was mostly tomatoes and cilantro (there were some potent purple onions, but I could handle that).
Home meant that I could dig into the fajita burrito ("fajita" because I hate beans - they put rice in instead). It was pretty good at first - until I got to the extreme purple onions and the meat that apparently was soaked in kick-sauce because it sent me for the water bottle. But I finished it. And it was tasty otherwise. And since they make the burritos the way Subway does sandwiches (ie, they make them as you go down the line and you can pick and choose what you want), I can request no salsa and make it less spicy.
In short, if spicy Mexican food is your thing, Chipotle should be on your list. Even if it's not your thing, at least give Chipotle a try. I'm giving it 3 out of 4 tin foil logos.
Now for the other fun - perusing YouTube, I found this little music video by David Guetta called "Love Don't Let Me Go." I've never heard of it, but it's kind of a catchy dance song and the video is a sparkly Cirque du Soleil (however you spell it) in space thing. It's cool.
Oh, and don't park in my reserved covered parking spot unless you want a nasty "This spot is RESERVED" note stuck to your windshield. Some idiot's Honda ended up with that this evening. I'm a little picky about that. Especially since there were plenty of uncovered (ie free for anyone) parking spots to be had.
ETA: If you haven't read the Golden Compass -- don't feel bad, 'cause I only finished it last week (but read it anyway - it's cool). But I went to the Golden Compass movie website (yes, there's a movie) and I got my own daemon! (congratulate me) There was a nifty little animated thing to post on your blog... only if your blog was the vomit bowl that is MySpace (before you get indignant, I do have a MySpace of my own). So, I went the PhotoBucket way because it actually works and here is my daemon - and I love that it's a member of the cat family. I was surprised because that's what I would have hand picked, but I figured the system would give me a chicken or something. Okay, I'm done blabbing (he's a lynx for those that care - isn't he cute?):

Although, during my running back and forth between home and Fort Union, I found the famous Chipotle. I say famous because I listen to PotterCast and John Noe often talks about his favorite Chipotle burritos. And since I've had a pretty stressful week, I figured I deserved something nice. So, for the first time, I tried Chipotle.
Now, I didn't know that Chipotle was hip on this "organically" and "all natural" stuff (having been around beef all my life, I've never seen an "unnaturally" grown cow. To me, "unnaturally grown" means it's got a turkey leg sticking out of its nose. That's ain't natural). Usually, I'm not into this "hydroponically grown," "free-range," "we fertilized this with our own excrement" hippie-peacenik-health-food-craze (I like Cheetos). But, I think I can make an exception for this, so I hauled my Ford-Explorer-driving, cattle-ranch-life-living, Conservative-Republican-voting little self down there to sample the goods.
I ordered the steak fajita burrito with a side of chips and salsa (I got the mild because I'm not a big fan of spicy. In fact, I don't tolerate extreme spicy very well at all). I got it take-out, so I sampled the chips at all the red lights on the way home. Chips and salsa - muy bueno! There's a kind of limey-tang in the chips and the salsa was mostly tomatoes and cilantro (there were some potent purple onions, but I could handle that).
Home meant that I could dig into the fajita burrito ("fajita" because I hate beans - they put rice in instead). It was pretty good at first - until I got to the extreme purple onions and the meat that apparently was soaked in kick-sauce because it sent me for the water bottle. But I finished it. And it was tasty otherwise. And since they make the burritos the way Subway does sandwiches (ie, they make them as you go down the line and you can pick and choose what you want), I can request no salsa and make it less spicy.
In short, if spicy Mexican food is your thing, Chipotle should be on your list. Even if it's not your thing, at least give Chipotle a try. I'm giving it 3 out of 4 tin foil logos.
Now for the other fun - perusing YouTube, I found this little music video by David Guetta called "Love Don't Let Me Go." I've never heard of it, but it's kind of a catchy dance song and the video is a sparkly Cirque du Soleil (however you spell it) in space thing. It's cool.
Oh, and don't park in my reserved covered parking spot unless you want a nasty "This spot is RESERVED" note stuck to your windshield. Some idiot's Honda ended up with that this evening. I'm a little picky about that. Especially since there were plenty of uncovered (ie free for anyone) parking spots to be had.
ETA: If you haven't read the Golden Compass -- don't feel bad, 'cause I only finished it last week (but read it anyway - it's cool). But I went to the Golden Compass movie website (yes, there's a movie) and I got my own daemon! (congratulate me) There was a nifty little animated thing to post on your blog... only if your blog was the vomit bowl that is MySpace (before you get indignant, I do have a MySpace of my own). So, I went the PhotoBucket way because it actually works and here is my daemon - and I love that it's a member of the cat family. I was surprised because that's what I would have hand picked, but I figured the system would give me a chicken or something. Okay, I'm done blabbing (he's a lynx for those that care - isn't he cute?):
