stick it in my pie hole

so i think i found my favorite pizza joint in slc. pie hole. downtown salt lake. near a buncha bars and is open til 3am. $1 pbr cans. by the slice. as you all know (or fucking should) my benchmark for a pizzeria is the cheese and pepperoni. both of which rule at the pie hole. i scored a few fresh slices of both the other night and holy shit, it did it for me. while i'm sure people will argue with me that este is better, i really jive with this pizza. the crust has the right amount of chewy-ness. i don't find that in este's pizza. pie hole pizza is just a tad bit thinner than nicolitalia, and a tad bit thicker than este, which makes my little belly very happy. food aside, pie hole hasn't gotten quite as pretentious as este, which gives them a big leg up. i could eat pie hole pizza at pie hole in sweatpants and no one would look at me as if i had broken some rule i didn't know about. the staff are quite friendly and will chat with you. which i value quite a lot. they are vegan friendly for those who need it, and they use their own home-made nutritional yeast based "cheese", which is very tasty for those who've never tried it. for real, go to this pizzeria and have a blast.

http://pieholeutah.com/

ugh.

today was the day of the bad food decision. except for the naked juice i had in the early part of the day and the w.muffin everything else kinda sucked. after i went to math for 4.57 minutes i walked down to alex's office and showed him the link to the photos i took yesterday and we talked about modern times a bit more. he's pretty easily excitable when you get him on a good subject. we talked for about 30 minutes or so then i had to run because maggot was going to take me to the utah county jail to get finger printed and stuff for being a criminal.turns out we got there at the busiest time of the day. lunchtime. ad i guess they had 1000s of people to process and the corrections officers wouldnt give anyone an approximate wait time. i'm calling shennanigans. those clowns were back in the back with their thumbs up their butts taking bets on who's thumb would taste best. thats why they couldn't take 5 minutes to roll my fingers through in and take a snapshot. i was complaining to maggot about efficiency in government employees. she said i'm not to expet anything of the sort, but i said that since i pay taxes my taxes should pay for efficiency and i can expect efficiency in public servants. i guess i'm wrong. on our way back from a wasted trip to fort spanish fork we stopped at noodles and co to grab a bite. maggot got the mac and cheese and i got the curry something or other. it wasn't that my ood tasted bad, it was more that i had eaten a w.muffin and was still kinda full and shouldn't have kept eating. i was still kinda paranoid from yesterday that i wouldn't feel full after i ate and so i guess i felt like i needed to binge. bad idea. i wasn't sick or anything, but after being at work for abut 20 minutes, vegor walked in with one of those dirty ass pork sandwiches they sell at the courte side grille and i could smell it. and dammit i had to get one. so, after eating the w.muffin, the coconut curry noodles with chicken i then ate one of those disgusting pork sandwiches. even at this hour i have no idea what possessed me. like after two bites i was full, but my retard ego says to me, no, dammit, you're eating that sandwich whether you've got room or not. eventually the rest of my subconscious kicked in to gear and i looked at what i was doing and ate all but about 2 bites. man was that stupid. not 15 minutes later i could feel my stomach punching at my asshole trying to make way for three meals worth of mistakes. problem was, i needed to get some flyers out for the show saturday and there is no way i was going to take a dump in the L.A. building. waaay to many people. my poops are afraid of strangers. after getting caught up in a few conversations i was nearing the threshold of caca tolerance. so i made my way to the loo underneath the cafeteria and settled in for the show. man. you guys have no idea. i'm continually amazed at the sounds and smells my body can produce. i guess if the ingredients are varied enough, all sorts of new and exciting concoctions can be discovered. i think to day was the day of new discoveries. after that fiasco i walked out to the bus stop to go to maggots. we went to grab her some new strings for her mosrite bass. while we were at practice jesse and lex ordered some pizzas and i could smell them from my room. i took a chance and ate a cold slice after we were done. i figured i could test the waters and be ok. as of this writing i am fine. but good hell, i need toreally learn how to control this appetite of mine. ask me about puppy bowl 2007 some time. i still have a hard time looking at seven layer dip after that one...

morning-ish part 2: evening-ish

so veronica lopez brought a bunch of cookies in to work and pawned them off onto us and i ate about 9 of them. i decided since i was getting better it was ok to eat a crap load of cookies. bad move. the bus ride home was miserable, only to be offset by the salty goodness of a handful of wheat thins i stole from maggot. maggot is addicted to dragon warrior. its a pretty great sick day nintendo game. she got pneumonia. sorry maggot.
so maggot and me decided to go ahead and venture out and eat someplace other than at home so we went to smokehouse BBQ on univ ave in provo. not my fav, but whatever. maggot likes their margherita. sometimes their bbq pizza is ok, but for the most part the food sucks. when billy first opened it i tried to tell him not to make his own sauce. he didn't listen to me. always listen to me when it comes to BBQ sauce. their sauce is like mostly sugar with some red food coloring in it. i'll take kraft BBQ sauce over the shit they try to pass for sauce at smokehouse. they've actually gotten better at making BBQ over the last few years, but it still doesn't compare to anything i can make at home. sorry suckers, you aren't getting a real southern BBQ experience at smokehouse, rather, a bland interpretation of someones imagination. and whats with the sauce on top crap? when we got our pizza all the sauce was above the cheese. sauce should go below cheese, otherwise you get cheese bread thats been pre dipped in marinara. lame. stop doing this. we also got garlic knots and chicken bites. the garlic knots were ok, but they were kinda bland and the chicken bites tasted like metal. i dont like metal chicken. i like chickeny chicken.