Green Smoothie, Day one

So, I’ve decided to have thirty days of green smoothies because … well, because I like to do weird themed food things over set periods of time. Or perhaps I am filled with a deep-seated sense of self loathing that makes me want to torture myself with gobs of spinach drink.  Hard to say for sure.

For the green smoothies, I will be following recipes from this list. In order. One per day.

So for day one, I am drinking the Peanut Butter and Cocoa Spinach Smoothie from neverhomehomemaker. If you haven’t checked out this site, I recommend you do.

The recipe … hmm … it’s good, I guess. I think my banana was too small, so the cocoa powder flavor was way too potent. When I was making it I thought about cutting the amount down to one tablespoon, and I probably should have. Since I didn’t, I added another spoon of peanut butter, another banana, and a bit more almond milk and another handful of spinach. It’s decent.  It’s perhaps the most disgusting color imaginable.  Pro-tip. Drink this one from an opaque glass.  Or your Princess Bride stein.


As you wish.


Peace out, bitches.  I’ve got my smoothie in, so now it’s time to get Friday levels of drunk.  (Significantly higher level than Tuesday, but slightly lower than Thursday, because Thursdays suck and require a lot of drinking)


Motherfuckin’ Survivalism

Say, hypothetically, we meet on the street.

“How long could you last in a power outage?” hypothetical you asks.

“Um, why the fuck would you ask me that?” I reply.

You say something about whatever, because I’m not listening anymore, and then I kick you in the shins and steal your wallet.

Oh calm down, you are not even a real person.  Hypothetical.  Key word.

But later, after all that didn’t happen, I get to thinking.  How long would I last in a power outage?

Forever, bitches.  Because I’ve got motherfuckin’ survivalism.