More of my dental curse

Got some bad news from the endodontist today. I guess that tooth that I spent $1100 getting a root canal on is cracked now, so they're going to have to just pull it out now anyway. That means another who-knows-how-much to get it pulled and another $2200 for ANOTHER horrifyingly painful implant procedure. Motherfu#@er.

It seems my baby Moka has inherited my dental curse as well. He and Enid had their teeth cleaned today. Moka needed 2 extractions. Total cost for anesthesia, cleanings, extractions, and medication = $608. Fu$%ing Go# Da@% Motherfu#@er.

For realz, somebody call CPS!

Got this from my friend Rebecca. It was so horrifying, I just had to share it.

i got cash

I feel like I should say something.

Sorry about all the awkward silence. Just busy I guess. Let's see, fun-wise, we saw Grindhouse on Friday night. I really enjoyed it. Go see it.

Saturday we went hiking at Redrock w/ my friends Jeanny & Josh who were in town. Saturday night we went to some fancy-schmancy trendy restaurant in the Hard Rock called Simon's. It was way overpriced and not worth it. Although if you're looking for a giant ball of cotton candy for dessert, that would be your place. Came home and watched Children of Men. I hated it, even though it had my favorite actor Clive Owen in it.

Sunday I slept in instead of doing the AIDS walk with my friends and husband. What? Someone had to play the part of the sponsor. Then we went over to Kev-dawg's house and bbq'd and played games. All in all a nice weekend.

I got tickets for next week to see Dita Von Teese doing her burlesque act at one of the shows here in town. I can't wait. Check her out if you don't know who she is or what she's about.

That's all I got.

Domin-Ho's: The Conclusion

I got a message from "Jack" on my answering machine today, "a supervisor in Las Vegas."

Apparently, he got my email about the CRP and Parmesan.

He let me know that: "it's been well over a year since [they've] carried them. They are looking at bringing them back, but, uh, as of now, no stores in Vegas do carry them. Uh, [he] will pass this on though. And, uh, hopefully we can get them back soon. Thank you."

That's word for word. It's hard to convey the contemptuous tone of his voice through text though. Thanks a lot for giving me absolutely no useful information. F*&@ing useless drone.

Viva la resistance!!

I'm a mess

CRAP! I can't find my car keys! I hesitate to say I lost them, because I'm sure they're just hiding out temporarily somewhere in my house. This is such a mess. Now I have to tow the car to the dealer, pay for a new key and for the car to be re-programmed, yada yada yada.

I also came to work without cash today, so I had to ask someone to get my lunch while they were out, and pay for it. Nice.

Now I'm trying to bum a ride home so I don't have to make my sweet, patient husband come all the way across town just to return to the other side to get home. I am such a loser.

It's only Tuesday and this week already sucks. Where's my "I'm a mess" t-shirt when I need it?

GIMME THAT CHEETO!!

Oh, blessed day! Today was Easter (also known as the day I got to eat Cheetos again). I gave up fried food for lent, so now, after 40 days of suffering, I finally got to stuff my face with yummy, crispy, greasy, goodness. I had Flamin' Hot Lime Cheetos for breakfast, followed by fried zucchini and onion rings. My stomach has seen better days, but I don't care, cuz it was divine. Stupid Costco was closed today or else I would have had a churro first thing. Oh well. Tomorrow will be my french fries and churro day. YUM!

Here's the awesome Easter basket Brian made for me:

Brian also observed lent this year, even though he's not really Catholic. I think he does it for the anticipation/satisfaction. Anyway, he gave up action figures, so he's been tearing open toys all day. Too bad Toys 'R Us was closed, or else he would have gone out and gotten more. Here he is with crazy eyes loving on the basket I made for him:

Domino's Response

Hmmm... I wonder if our movement actually garnered some attention. First, I got a hit on my blogpost from this web address: "gateway4.dominos.com (65.119.145.130)," indicating that Big Brother may, in fact, be watching. Then I got the following email. Bravo fellow freedom fighters, either way!


Dominos Case #: ******

Dear Mrs. *********,

Thank you for taking the time to contact the Domino's Pizza Customer Care Team.

I appreciate your comments and would like to apologize for this situation. I would also like to forward your concern to the Operations Director for your local store in order to have this matter taken care of, however, I need some additional information from you.

Could you please reply to this email at customercare@dominoscustomercare.com with the store's address and/or phone number, including the area code? Please make sure the customer case number listed in this email is in the subject line of your reply so we can promptly expedite your concern.

Thank you in advance for your response.

Sincerely,


Kate
Domino's Pizza Customer Care T.E.A.M.

Excuse me, could you tell me what planet I'm on?

You all know I hate to get all political n' shi*, but I just learned a very troubling bit of information that cannot go unaddressed. APPARENTLY, Domino's Pizza no longer carries crushed red pepper or parmesan cheese. No seriously.

They said they haven't carried them for over a year. Are they freaking kidding me? That's like McDonald's deciding they're just going to go ahead and not carry ketchup for their fries. Or Taco Bell deciding to give hot sauce a miss this year. I'm just going to come out and say it: that's totally freakin' lame.

This injustice calls for a major organized response. Much like in college, when the stoners rose from their hazy dorm rooms in protest of the generic Lucky Charms being served in the dining commons, I'm asking the parmesan and crushed red pepper lovers out there to rise up in protest of this atrocity. If the stoners can get real Lucky Charms back into the DC, we can get our condiments back into the Domino's Pizzas of America. Just think. If this ridiculous cost-cutting measure isn't quelled now, it could spread and inspire other tasty, low-cost pizza chains to do the same. We can't let that happen. "Rise up in the cafeterias and stab them with your plastic forks!!"*

Here is a link to the Domino's Pizza online complaint form. If you are as outraged as I am, please take a moment to make your voice heard. Here is a sample letter you can cut and paste into the form:

Dear Sir/Madame: I just learned that you no longer carry parmesan cheese or crushed red pepper in your store for your pizzas. That's like McDonald's not carrying ketchup for their fries or Taco Bell not carrying hot sauce for their tacos. Or like an airline choosing not to pass out peanuts. It may save your company money, but that money is saved at the expense of your red-pepper and parmesan-loving customers. I personally cannot eat pizza without crushed red peppers on it. Until they are returned to your stores, I will take my business elsewhere. Thank you for taking the time to read my complaint.

Remember the words of Cesar Chavez: Si se puede!!

* From Pump Up the Volume, circa 1990.

I don't think you're ready for this jelly.

Behold! It's the dance-off to end all dance-offs: Shakira vs. Beyonce. It's toward the end of the video, but it's well worth the wait!