So after a very long while I returned to Little Caesar's ...

You know, in an attempt not to sell them short based on my last visit which was a dismal abysmal gastronomic disaster. I ordered their extra most bestest stuffed crust pizza in the pepperoni variety and waited about 5 minutes or so to get it.

They were really busy and being kept hopping so I didn't mind the wait.

When I returned home I ate about 3 pieces or so one with the way overpriced garlic sauce I bought and placed the rest in my fridge — perhaps for another day ... or not.

The pizza was indeed hot and fresh with plenty of pepperoni to it's credit though I missed the cheese in the stuffed crust at first but found it after a piece or so.

The verdict was in shortly into my repeat foray and that being the pizza was a vast improvement over the last one I had about a year ago I guess.

However inasmuch as I give it a strong 4 out of a possible 10 I suppose that the pizza just isn't really for me. I like a much thinner crust, more toppings on the same pie, and cheese in the crust that is obviously there.

This fare remains for those who will be happy with anything as long as it's cheap and plentiful.

Well, God bless all of you Little Caesar types out there but I suppose I continue to decline to be one of you. Guess I'm just one of those "choosy mothers" out there getting grub to go.

However, in a pinch and were I quite hungry I could certainly go for some.
 

Memorial Day is that mark on the calendar reserved to honor and remember those who died in active military service . It is traditionally observed on May 30 but has been relegated to the last Monday in May to accommodate the opportunity for a three day weekend.

The day is marked with a variety of observances typically ensconced in military tradition and often includes those individuals with lifelong military service or service with distinction.
 

Now that we have a Commander-In-Chief truly worthy of the title I will be celebrating the day a lot more than I have over the previous eight years of the brigand democrat usurper who tainted The Republic with his surreptitious damage to our nation for which he has not yet been held accountable.

The deep state will eventually fall when all of their criminal atrocities become known by enough of the tax payers.
 

A couple years back I had a bucket list. I had always intended to reconnect with my childhood friend Chris Gagnon who I knew way back when in Key West — you know, talk about old times, see how he was doing over the years, reminisce ...

Alas, this became undoable when I found out that he passed when we were both around 40.

Though quite a while back I remember that time well as a busy educator wasting my life in the stupid state technical college system and trying to adapt to that blended family which was my brother's propensity for abandoned relationships shirking everything beyond a three foot radius around him.

In all the disappointment — which was mostly about me — I almost lost sight of the true tragedy which was the loss of all that Chris was ...

An artist, musician, writer, and voracious reader, hysterically funny, the epitome of kindness, and possessing impeccable manners. So in all my present day "phobic" rejection of same sex anything I am given pause to consider my fine friend Chris; who I wish were still here to share that which he was with the rest of the world.

Sometimes we tend to casually dismiss that which should be embraced in our humanity. Chris certainly deserved the consideration and the world is far less than it was when he was around to grace it's countenance with his easy smile, intuitive nature, and excellent conversation. He was a nice person as were his parents and I have missed them over the years as well.

Lately I've found that the realization of the nature of his passing makes me feel badly about myself and my attitudes sometimes. It's not that I consider my bucket list to be lacking either, for I have experienced most if not all of that which people accumulate in their experiential inventories over the years. I suppose the lack of items in my bucket list leaves time to work on me and how I feel about things in my continuing quest to actually kick that bucket as far off in the future as humanly possible.

I was originally thinking about a memorial entry on the White Street Pier in Key West because Chris went down hard and I'm sorry for that fact. I just think he should be remembered and he was very difficult to locate. It took me 40 years and all I was able to find were a couple of photos and his obit. A sad notion indeed — but he departed a 20th century man; just prior to the advent of widespread broadband internet and it's subsequent social media, blogging and all of the communication avenues available nowadays.

See also:

Chris Gagnon Obituary
 

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At work I have an ongoing joke whereby I arrive in my black tie, black pants, black belt, and black shoes and tell everyone how "I'm goth". I am frequently confronted about my white dress shirt for which I simply clarify as "business goth".
 

So even though the rock music called 'goth' which arose from punk with those mystical and apocalyptic lyrics never crossed my lips nor my ears,

And even though I never embraced the subculture favoring all the black clothing with white and black and red makeup to go along with it all ...

I enjoy my brief fantasy into telling people that "I'm goth" regardless of their skepticism and suspicions of my motives right on down to that hilarity which sometimes ensues.

Today is World Goth Day — "a day where the goth scene gets to celebrate its own being, and an opportunity to make its presence known to the rest of the world."

World Goth Day has British beginnings about 2009 as a BBC Radio 6 event by Goth DJs Cruel Britannia and martin oldgoth . Ultimately, May 22 became the date selected for recurrence of the day celebrating goth subculture. It has grown over the years to around 40 events internationally.