Sunday, October 12, 2014

Lemmings and Bananagrams

Day 12...

This is where the Food Network got together and said "let the viewers decide what the Chopped chefs should prepare" and the results were like a Lucifer's own cookbook and had ingredients like (as stated in previous post) "american cheese, sour patch kids, chicken feet, and radishes" and then the chefs are expected to turn that into something palatable. 

So today seems like a Chopped viewer's choice sort of day.  Topic:  "Lemmings and Bananagrams". 

To make this even remotely entertaining you'll just have to follow along with my thought process:

Lemmings...those are those birds or whatever that all fall off a cliff if one falls off a cliff, right?  I wonder what a lemming even looks like.  How the fuck am I going to write about lemmings?  Maybe I'll just write about figurative people that follow other people...and if one drops off the cliff they all do.  Lemmings make me think of lemons.  Jesus, now I can't get lemons out of my head.

Lemons are yellow.

Bananas are yellow too.  Bananagrams.  What the hell is that?  Is that an anagram made from the word bananas? 


Wait!  That's that game you play where all the letters are in a little pouch shaped like a banana!

And that brings us to today.  I've only ever played bananagrams once.  I was at my sister-in-law's house when we were visiting Chicago with Emma for her 10th (I think) birthday.  She and her husband played with Leslie and Emma and I.  I think Emma and my sister-in-law were on a team.  I can't remember the rules.  I remember not winning.  I remember thinking, "I will kick ASS at this game" but then not subsequently kicking ass at it.  I think I had shitty letters.  In the background my brother-in-law played a mix tape of what sounded like 60's gameshow music. 

That was the same visit where we introduced them to Angry Birds.  I deleted the picture from my phone, but at one point I realized that every single person was hunched over a smart phone lemmings playing bananagrams (see???  there's the tie-in) trying to kill pigs by launching birds from a slingshot and the house was dead silent.  And since I'm typically the person hunched over the screen...I needed to take a picture to prove I wasn't the only one with a problem.

I'm sorry I don't know more about lemmings.  But to make up for it, I've drawn a picture of a lemming playing bananagrams. 
a lemming playing bananagrams

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