Candy Critic - Lite (and Late)

Already Halloween and I can see trick or treaters outside the window, but I'll be damned it I don't do my yearly (as of last year) review of the newest candy.

Unfortunately, I'm a little short on time, but since TCM is keeping on the skinny side anyway a short review is okay.

I only found one new concoction, and maybe it wasn't new, but I only saw it this year and that is Candy Corn Kisses. It looks nice as you can see from the picture below, but taste...yuck! It's as if Hershey's idea was to add sugar to vomit and make it look like a cute little Kiss. Okay, I am exaggerating a little about the taste, but it did not, in any way, taste like candy corn or a standard Kiss. Don't be fooled by the pretty packaging and chemicals they added to make the "stuff" look like candy corn, 'cuz candy corn it ain't.


Now to balance out the negative review, if you like candy corn it's good mixed with peanuts.

Starting to Feel Better

Since I don't communicate with anyone via the blog, email, social networking sites, the telephone, or text messages you probably didn't know I was sick at all. Well...I was and kind of still am. In keeping with my minimalist approach to blogging, here you go...

Yet another team I play for:
[Before game]


[Throwing it in]


[After first half, down by two, check out the sweat and nasty hair]


[Look who's representing the Tbot]

T-Bot

My promise of more posts didn't quite pan out well, did it? This is attemt 37 for consistent posting: shorter posts. Less talk, more shock...oops...wrong audience. TCM: We get to the point.

Here is my post:

T-bot.

1. If you use instant messaging you need to use Windows Live Messenger? Yahoo Shmahoo, Skype is Tripe, and AIM is archiving your messages for later exposure. Done.

2. Now that you have all your contacts on Messenger, message away! But, wait, what about your friend in Mexico whose English is horrible (assuming your Spanish is just as bad). You'd love to message them, but oh what a headache that would be.

What's that T-Bot, you say you can help?

(My head head peeking in above)

Yes, that is right, T-bot will translate for you, no need to speak the same language! In the above example, I'm only conversing with T-bot ('cuz' no one else is up at this hour), but he can be added to any instant messaging conversation and will act as a translator. For a much better decscription of T-bot's utility check out this page MSR Team Blog, but before you do that T-bot has a message for you:

Rant

In what seems to be the only consistent thing on my blog, here I am posting before my birthday. I suppose every year around this time, I feel the need to assure myself I'm on top of things and in control of my life. I'm getting older and can't leave life for later. So naturally, I hop on to the blog and post away.

Now for rant:
I was going to post a decent picture of myself since, in the pictures on the main page, I probably didn't shower the days they were taken; I am dirty, sweaty (sometimes bloody) from whatever physical activity I was engaged in; and I look like a dude in one of them. If you can't tell already I'm a bit on the vain side. I was able to get over myself enough to post the unflattering pictures, but with my current posting rate those pics have remained in the front. (No that wasn't the rant, just a subrant). However I am having to forgo that plan because I have two huge pimples on the left side of my chin! WTF? Freaking acne! (Now I am at the rant) I am almost 32, I am aging, I am developing wrinkles (I can't see them yet, but I know they are hiding somewhere in development stage) there should be no room for acne. As my good friend Sarah says "It's not fair to have both" (more of a paraphrase than a quote, but I'll keep it quoted anyway). I would be less worried if they were external (using vague language to avoid visual description the universally repulsive sebaceous surprise), but no, they are the lousy, internal red ones that hurt when you touch them and take a week or so to disappear. Note to physical self: You are old, don't let the soccer playing, need to party, and general immaturity fool you. This body is done with acne!

Yeah, I'm Here

Dear Blog readers,

I miss you. I hope to be blogging again soon. Need to put blog in my outlook calendar.

Here's another soccer pic with another team. Be nice to us, we played a rough scrimmage: