Friday, November 20, 2009

I Strongly Dislike Subway Sandwiches

For the life of me, I cannot understand why people like to eat at Subway. I get that it seems relatively cheap thanks to their $5 footlong sales campaign, but I seem to be constantly surrounded by people who actually LIKE eating there. Not for the savings, they think the sandwiches are tasty. I always say I don’t want to be another guy who blogs that “everything everywhere always fucking sucks”, but Subway really does suck.

Myth #1: Subway bread is great and freshly baked.

Reality: No! It tastes like crap! If you bought a loaf of Subway bread at a supermarket, or a deli, you would be angry at the lack of quality control! The bread, while freshly baked, is flimsy and insubstantial, and utterly devoid of any character or flavor. The “lengthened” bread tastes about as bad as the bread at Blimpie, only the constant marketing of “fresh baked” seems to have fooled people. You would think since they’re supposedly baking bread around the clock they could give you warm bread, but instead you just get this cold, sad pocket of garbage to hold the other garbage in the sandwich.

Myth #2: Subway meat and cheese is great.


Reality: Actually, I just made up this myth. Nobody believes the Subway filling is good, even Subway supporters. They use almost comically low-quality meats and cheeses. What’s sadder than seeing the Subway guy pick up your individual paper carton of pre-separated meat (because god forbid you get even one gram of extra meat), watching him peel off the separating piece of wax paper, and then dumping the contents of said paper carton onto your overly long bread? When you see how little meat there is relative to the bread, you start getting super-psyched-up for all the empty bites of bread, bell peppers and jalapenos you’re about to enjoy in only a matter of minutes. The only thing that might be sadder than the meat is the 3 small triangular pieces of cheese that may not have been acceptable at your second-grade cafeteria, depending on how nice of a school you went to.

Myth #3: Subway is great because you can get unlimited vegetable toppings.

Reality: Hey here’s a genius idea I just thought of: BUY A SALAD! How about that?!? In no other circumstance would you eat a sandwich that was 85% comprised of shredded lettuce from a bag, sliced olives, bell peppers, mushy tomatoes, jalapenos, banana peppers and onions. And yet somehow people who go to Subway think this is a good idea, even though (1) they never eat sandwiches like that anywhere else and (2) they would never make that sort of sandwich for themselves. If you mixed the Subway vegetables into a salad, everyone would say, “whoa, that’s a disgusting salad”. But dump it all in a foot of bread, and suddenly this is a great idea.


Myth #4: Sure Subway doesn’t taste all that good, but it’s so cheap!

Reality: Yes, you can get moderately full at Subway for $5 before tax. But you could get VERY full eating seven Cup of Noodles for even less money. It’s all about what you get for the $5, not the fact that it’s $5. And what you’re getting is garbage. People seem to be under the impression, “what a great deal! A FOOTLONG sandwich for $5!” But the amount of meat and cheese (setting aside the quality for a second) you get in a footlong sandwich is only as much as any deli would serve in a sandwich half as big. The trick Subway has mastered is baking this long, thin bread (almost like they took regular, acceptable bread, and then just stretched it from both ends, making the inside of the bread more hollow) and sort of playing with geometry to make it look like you’re not getting screwed on meat and cheese. It’s no accident Quizno’s unveiled their “Torpedo” sandwiches, which are even thinner – they saw what Subway was succeeding with, and took it one step further. Apparently a lot of people don’t mind eating a crappy sandwich, provided it’s a really long sandwich! (Feel free to insert your own highly appropriate follow-up joke here).

Myth #5: Subway is great because it’s nutritious!

Reality: I suppose many of the sandwiches are less unhealthy than other fast food options, but if this is a big priority, the answer is not to eat at Subway, it’s just to eat less fast food. Quizno’s first big wave of expansion occurred when I was in middle school. (Sidebar, my school was called an “intermediate school”, and I used this term for years on the east coast before finally giving up because people thought maybe I went to a remedial school for low-IQ children. I always thought my school was called an intermediate school because the other middle school in the district started with a “P”, and conceivably could have been abbreviated “PMS”, which was apparently not acceptable.) In middle school, after eating Quizno’s for the first time, I thought “oh man, Subway is SCREWED.” I don’t think Quizno’s is great or anything, but the comparison to Subway is a complete joke. Yet as the years have gone by, people continue to prefer Subway’s untoasted, flimsy, meatless “weight-loss” concoction, and I just can’t understand.

Anyways, don’t ask me to go to Subway with you. I guess that’s the only conclusion here.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Ridiculous Pricing: Ralph Lauren Black Label

On a massive sale for $308 through Gilt Groupe is this head-turning 96% cashmere sweater.
They say fashion should make a statement. What's great about this extraordinarily long-sleeved sweater is that it makes a real statement to the world. Specifically, it says "I would rather look like this than have $308." Once people see it and then realize how poorly you manage your money, everyone will want to be your friend!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

My Search For An NFL Team

Over the last few years, I have become increasingly apathetic about the NFL. As a LA-area product, I don’t have a natural geography-based team to root for, and I’m not tied enough to any of the places I’ve lived since then to adopt those teams. Yet somehow, I remained a big NFL fan, as well versed in the league as any rabid talk-show-calling colored-face-painting personally-customized-jersey-wearing fan around.

But I can feel the early symptoms of fan-decline in my bones. I cannot watch two games back to back anymore. I find fantasy football less and less fun each season, to the point where I am contemplating retiring from fantasy football at the end of this season. My head feels like it’s going to explode from the endless inane commentary from the league’s exalted talking heads. The signs are all around me – football is my new baseball. Dying. Gleefully rooting for anyone to beat the Patriots in 2007 masked some of thesymptoms, but this season’s storyline-less season has brought me to a crossroads: I need to start rooting for an NFL team to continue to care about all of this.

A few of you might be wondering, why do you need an NFL team? Can’t you just stop watching the NFL? The short answer is no. The long answer is yes, I could, except I would be completely marginalized as an American sports fan. It would be analogous to telling people I am a huge fan of classic movies, except I don’t like The Godfather, Citizen Kane, Raging Bull and Gone With the Wind. Or that I love competitive reality television but dislike Real World/Road Rules Challenge. So here I am, a willing, eager, knowledgeable NFL fan, in search of a team. But who should I choose? Normally this would call for a ranking or a reverse ranking, because this is what people do when they write about the NFL. But I will avoid that! Because I am different and interesting!

New England, Oakland, NY Giants, NY Jets, Dallas, Philadelphia, Chicago, Minnesota, Green Bay

No to all of these teams because the fanbase has too clear an identity, and you can’t just hop on and pretend you’re one of them. New England – I passionately dislike Boston plus there’s the spector of the we-might-be-closet-racists thing. Never been to jail and would never wear a costume not on Halloween, so Oakland is out. Don’t like the culture of being a NY fan. Cowboys fans are either from Texas or complete posers. I’m not fat enough to root for the Bears. Actually used to like Philly when they had Randall Cunningham, but later I learned that Philly fans are just vile people. Vikings fans are all bonded from their ’98 NFC Championship Game loss – it so permeates their fanbase that How I Met Your Mother even made fun of it for like 4 minutes. Since I don’t share that despair, can’t be one of them. And I have never met a Packers fan who was not from Wisconsin.

Cleveland, Buffalo, Detroit

These teams also have a specific culture, but I needed to separate them because their specific culture revolves around being horrendous at football. I’m not going to voluntarily waterboard myself.

Washington

Really, what’s to like here?

Jacksonville, Tennessee, Pittsburgh, Kansas City, Cincinnati, Indianapolis

I don’t think you can say you’re a real fan of a team if you don’t go to games, or at least want to go to games. I’m not even certain they’ve seen Asian people in Jacksonville, so things might go horribly. But on the flip side, everyone would be worried about my karate skills.

Houston, Arizona, Carolina, Tampa, Seattle, St. Louis

What’s attractive here is that these teams all have very little fan identity. I call these the “Blank Slate” teams. If you’re a fan of a Blank Slate team, my inclusion of your team may be offensive. You may feel a deep sense of team and fanbase identity. But this is factually incorrect. Nobody knows what you guys are like, and if I decided to tell everyone tomorrow that I was a lifelong fan of a Blank Slate team, nobody would have any way to determine if I was legitimate. “Yeah, you know what? Eric always sort of seemed like a Seahawks fan…it makes sense, he has that whole, uh, you know, um, Seahawky, uh, thing about him, you know?”

Miami, Baltimore, Denver, San Diego, San Francisco, New Orleans, Atlanta

The Top 7, in some order, unless I go the Blank Slate route. Good ownership groups, reasonably flexible fan identities (maybe not Baltimore – New Orleans had that culture of losing thing, but they’re in transition), acceptable-to-excellent cities to visit and acceptable-to-excellent uniforms (Ultimately, this matters more than fans care to admit. Another reason nobody roots for the Browns).

I’m going to do some more in-depth research on these 7 teams/fanbases and come to some kind of conclusion which I’ll post later. Insight and recommendations are encouraged and appreciated.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Answer Fail



Courtesy of Sujit: The white kid's reaction when he finds out he's wrong is priceless. Though...is he really wrong?

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Hey, Jamaica! Watch out for Number Twelve turn. Scary, jaah?

'Nuff people say, you know they can't be-lieve, Ja-mai-ca, we have a bob-sled team.

Last night, I finished watching the Nuggets-Mavs game, and was tidying up around the apartment, getting ready to sleep. It was 1:45 am, going to bed was the obvious move. But of nowhere, TBS throws a wrench in my plans - they're airing "Cool Runnings", the 1993 classic "retelling" of the 1988 Jamaican bobsled team.

"Cool Runnings" has "D2" status for me - if it's on, it's virtually impossible not to watch. The movie went until 3:30 am last night, but somehow I mustered up the inner strength to turn off the TV after the Jamaicans made it into the Olympics with their qualifying run of 59.46 seconds. Even then, it was nearly 3 am, and I am completely spent today. No regrets whatsoever.

Hey, Jamaica! Watch out for Number Twelve turn. Scary, jaah???

I visited Jamaica in 2005, and you can only imagine my extreme disappointment in learning no one cared at all about "Cool Runnings" or the bobsled team. I always figured the movie took a ton of artistic license, but I assumed that the country would whore out and sell bobsled-related memorabilia to dumb tourists like myself. I searched the whole time for a miniature bobsled, to no avail. I only really found Bob Marley t-shirts and large bags of weed.
As an aside, I'm pretty sure Jamaicans play up Bob Marley for tourists. A guy drove us in a van to the waterfalls, and played Bob Marley music the whole way there. I was the last one out of the van, and noticed he was getting ready to switch to a Jagged Edge CD. Upon returning to the van, he quickly fumbled to stop his Babyface CD, and we listened to Bob Marley the whole way back to the resort. I'm telling you, this whole Bob Marley thing is a conspiracy to dupe white college kids.

Come on Jamaica...say something!

A few other things to note:

1) Leon, the actor who plays bobsled driver Derice Bannock, is the lead or co-lead actor to three of the 15 most rewatchable cable movies. He plays the school security guard in the preposterous Tupac Shakur basketball movie "Above The Rim", he plays Derice, AND he plays the legendary David Ruffin in "The Temptations" ("y'all ain't NUTHIN without David Ruffin!!" I could honestly probably write a 10,000 words entry about the Temptations miniseries, but since no one wants to read that, I'll probably just directly e-mail that to Sara.) If you enjoy, either intentionally or unintentionally, any of these three movies, it is a safe assumption that we can be friends.

You see Junior? Well, let me tell you what I see. I see pride! I see power! I see a bad-ass mother who don't take no crap off of nobody!

2) The scene where Yul Brenner learns that he can't live in Buckingham Palace because the Queen lives there, but is inspired by the kind words of Junior, who then uncrumples the picture of Buckingham Palace and places it back on the nightstand, should have brought Oscar nominations (at the very least) to both Malik Yoba and Rawle D. Lewis. There is no justice in this world.

3) Doug E. Doug should have had a better career. Among people with the same first name as last name, he has to rank #1, right? I don't know anyone who didn't enjoy his comedic relief turn as Sanka, the greatest pushcart driver in all of Jamaica. Now he does one-episode guest roles on Law & Order: SVU. Again, no justice.

Feel the rhythm! Feel the rhyme! Get on up, its bobsled time! COOL RUNNINGS!!

Get Ready...

I was surprised to see how many people reacted to the previous post with "write about Millionaire Matchmaker!" Since there's so much enthusiasm for this show, rest assured, a severely overly analytical discussion of it will be coming soon.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Obama. Biden. Me Looking Stupid. Ray's Hell-Burger. Photos. Wow.

Haven’t been blogging as much lately. I had some ideas, but they weren’t really all that, plus it’s the NBA playoffs, so it’s hard to fight the lethargy and post something. I almost posted about Bravo’s “Millionaire Matchmaker”, I almost wrote the next “Asian Adventures” feature, and I have some new “Ridiculous Pricing” in the works. But really, none of them were all that noteworthy.


Something noteworthy happened today though. Today, I had lunch with Barack Obama and Joe Biden. Well, sort of. I’m going to call it that, anyways.

Randomly, my co-workers and I decided to get lunch today at Ray’s Hell-Burger. Those of you who have had the privilege of eating there will surely attest to it being among the top 3 burgers you’ve had in your life, if not the absolute best. We noticed some extra security measures, were forced to park further away – but it didn’t seem like enough security for the President of the United States, so we were looking around for someone else – who was here? Hilary Clinton? Was someone eating in the back room? I placed my order, and suddenly there was a rush of 35 photographers as the restaurant burst into spontaneous applause. Obama and Biden, just two “regular guys”, eating cheeseburgers, with a slew of photographers and cameramen chronicling their every move, surely to be used soon to fill the vast emptiness of 24-hour cable “news”.

After a quick handshake with the two of them I discussed with Joe Biden what he was going to get on his burger. He asked what I recommended, and I pushed hard for him to get the mushrooms, which as any Ray’s patron knows, are positively delicious. Biden clearly either doesn’t like mushrooms or doesn’t like Asians, because he reacted to my mushroom recommendation as if I had just recommended the bubonic plague. He politely mumbled “uh-huh” and drifted off into space. Oh well, botox-face. More mushrooms for me.

The whole situation was extremely confusing for my feeble mind, what with all the commotion and the two dozen Secret Service agents in and outside the restaurant. I had no idea where to walk or stand, and as you’ll see from the pictures and video, I look either like a confused, intimidated child, or a frat boy about to pound a Guinness (it’s a root beer by the way). I have a much bigger appreciation now for celebrities, who have to always be on their guard and try to not ever look stupid. In the pictures I’ve found of myself online from today, I look stupid in every single one. If you’re about to crack “that’s because you always look stupid”, well screw you. I never liked you anyways.

We tried to sit down at one table, but a Secret Service agent was holding that table for Obama and Biden. I debated pointing him to the rules of the restaurant, which CLEARLY indicate you cannot take a table until AFTER you have ordered, but the guy was carrying an enormous handgun. Otherwise, though, I totally would have stepped to him. Totally.

We ended up taking the table right across from that one, allowing us to take some sweet pictures where we didn’t even have to bother Obama and Biden. A Secret Service agent stood against the wall next to us as we ate. He explained to us that he had been in the restaurant the previous night to set up – it occurred to me then that I didn’t get frisked. My boss says that’s because there’s some more sophisticated metal sweeping technology in use. I still could have thrown my shoe, though. Another coworker of mine said something I also thought was true – I thought the background people in these photo ops were pre-screened, and were more like “extras”. I’m actually a little more worried for the President’s safety than I was previously, but that being said, the Secret Service did a great job. And they were really cool and easy to talk to, as opposed to your average traffic cop with 1/1,000,000th the responsibility but a million times more attitude. If there was anything negative about them, I would say that their suits were all nicer than what I wear – not sure if that’s the best use of my taxes.

Anyhow, enough rambling. Pictures and video below.