can i get another amen?

So, I need your help. As mentioned in an earlier post, we had some pretty bad pizza over the weekend. More precisely, it came from the Round Table on Freeport Blvd (across the street from McClatchy High School). Back when we lived in East Sac we always ordered in from Original Pete’s, but alas, that is no longer an option.
Often, we’ll just order a pizza for pick-up (Hello Original Pete’s, hello Zelda’s) but what do you do when you live in the 95822 and want pizza delivered to your door – preferably one that does not taste like ass.
Preferably one that does not taste like ass and then makes you literally throw up. (Seriously).
Any suggestions?

Moving on, the weekend approaches and I’m trying to decide whether I’ll go to tomorrow night’s Victoria Williams/Carolyn Marck/Two Sheds show at Old I. I’d like to go, but have a previous commitment that will run until 8 or 9 p.m. – which means that, theoretically, I could make it over in time to at least see Victoria Williams. I guess it just depends how much energy I do or don’t have by that point. Friday is Green Day and I’m very excited about this if only for the reason that the band nearly single-handedly got me through the summer. It seems, you see, that whenever I was driving and started to feel restless and bored with my CDs or NPR then it was safe to say that I could turn on the radio, randomly tune into a station and – voila! – a Green Day song. Or, more specifically, the song “Holiday.” This song, hands down, turned into my summer 2005 anthem – my head-nodding, foot-tapping, traffic-fighting sing-a-long. Now that I think about it, Green Day’s gotten me through many car moments – listening to Dookie while driving a (now very ex) boyfriend to work at 4 a.m.; the “(Good Riddance) Time of Your Life” cut Bobby put on my moving-to-New-York tape – before it became the clichéd song of such moments. And so on and so forth – so yeah, I’m very much looking forward to the show, even if it does mean braving hordes of American Idiots at Arco.…that said, it’ll be a good kick-off to the weekend and a nice rock’n’roll salve as I prep for next week – the week that should test my mettle, my social graces and my sanity.

Next week=crazymaking! Fun!