As it Turns Out, this Chinese Food system is Gold.

  Recently, a friend of mine explained his system for finding a good chinese restaurant.  “I only eat at places with Wok, House, East, or Tasty in the names of the restaurant.”  From that point on, truer words have never been spoken to my ears.  Everyone has to modify the system to their liking, but it works.  After much deliberation and testing, my four words for the perfect chinese food restaurant are Golden, Lucky, Panda and Dragon.  My favorite local restaurant is the Golden House in Latham.  Awesome Szechwuan, and if you like Sweet & Spicy, the Chicken Amazing is for you.  I was eating at Lucky Wu’s in Boston, and the Eastern Dragon in Ireland.  All great eateries.  Then I find the “Lucky Dragon” in Clifton Park, coming through with both names in my system, and holy god if its not the greatest mall chinese food Ive ever had.  All original stuff too, none of that Bourbon Chicken stuff you see everywhere.

Try my system, it’ll work!  Here are the rules; four words only.  Two adjectives, two nouns.  Chains (PF Changs and Panda Garden)  and buffets do not count.  Its all the same food there, either you like them or you don’t.  (Im pro chains, but very selective when it comes to the buffet restaurants.)  Take your 2 favorite chinese restaurants now.  Those are your starting names.  Now when remembering or finding eateries you like, modify your list by adding a name from the new restaurant and removing an old.  Then, when you eat at a restaurant you don’t like, you know which name to remove, and add another qualifying name from the past or a new restaurant.  At first, its alot of fiddling, but after a year or so has passed, you’ll find you’ve got a foolproof system for finding new delicious chinese eateries.

As it Turns Out, Oscar nods dont mean shit.

So, my wife likes the Oscars. She feels like she has to see all the movies nominated so she can have an educated vote.  Makes sense. Its too bad she doesn’t get a vote.  So instead, in effect, shes seeing these movies because the Oscars tell her they’re good.  Which is okay, unless they suck.  Like the one we saw this weekend, “There Will Be Blood”.  Only there wasn’t any blood, save the final scene.  The movie would have better off being titled “Crazy asshole fucks everyone close to him.”  I spent the first ten minutes of the movie wondering if this guys motives were any good.  Then, events occurred, it was obvious this guy was a douchebag, and the movie continues to tell a story with no real feel to it.  It was long, like 2 1/2 hours.  That was no problem though, I was interested enough in the movie, but when it was over, I thought “What the fuck did I just watch?”  The music was crazy distracting.  I had to recognize that I was paying too much attention to the music at least 4 times.  So the movie is basically 150 minutes of this guy screwing people he originally seems to care about.  Except for this one guy he really hates, a preacher.  So, you just knew, that shitcaker was really going to get it.  And then he did, roll credits.   Fuck you, Upton Sinclair.