The Voices in Frank's Head

First, yes, I know it's been forever since I've updated this blog. I said it was possibly ending, but after a couple of years, I finally had something that I wanted to share. This simply seemed like the best vehicle for putting it out into the universe. With the help of some friends on Facebook, I managed to create at least the first draft of my bucket list. I will invariably add a few things to this as the years go on. However, I figured it was time to at least start one. Therefore, in no particular order, here are the items on my bucket list. Drive Route 66 from beginning to end; Visit Prague; Visit a random city and take a walk that only ends once I've taken a picture of every letter of the alphabet; Attend the Pierogi Festival in Whitting, Indiana; Visit the American Gothic House in Eldon, Iowa. This, by the way, is the house that Grant Wood posed his models in front of in his famous painting, American Gothic . Go to Chicago and re-enact Ferris Bueller...

I had the weirdest dream last night. One of my friends, who isn't a filmmaker, was shooting a documentary on potato chips and I was editing it. Towards the end of it, two of my other friends showed up in the dream as Siskel & Ebert-type movie critics. As for any hidden meaning in this one, well, before going to bed last night, I was mildly hungry and debated eating a handful of potato chips. I decided against it because I'm trying to shed a few pounds. Regardless, potato chips were obviously on my mind when I went to bed. Although, a documentary on potato chips still sounds like a cool idea.

I was flipping through Entrepreneur  the other day and noticed an article about the dramatic profits that "breastaurants" are able to bring in . These, of course, are restaurants that are inspired by the Hooter's model of good food and attractive waitresses in skimpy outfits. Would You Like Fries With That? I'm convinced that if someone were to open a restaurant like this in downtown Detroit and give it a sports theme, it would be huge. The place would capitalize on all of the traffic from the Detroit Lions, Tigers, and Red Wings games as well as any activity at Cobo, Hart Plaza, or elsewhere nearby. It would be huge. In fact, I remember a couple of years ago when Hooter's was fighting with the City of Troy (approximately 8 miles north of Detroit proper) for the right to open one of their restaurants there. Troy did not want them. When I saw the back and forth debate, I remember screaming at my television for them to forget about Troy and open downtown. Oh...

Dancing for Discounts I stopped by one of my local fast food restaurants today for lunch. I'll refrain from mentioning which one because I don't want anyone getting in trouble if the name were to show up in a Google Alert. Anyway, the 18 year old behind the counter gave me a senior citizen discount without me asking for it, which saved me 41 cents. There's a part of me that is offended to be thought of as a "senior citizen." However, there is also a part of me that realizes that if this happens to me another 48 times then I basically get a free lap dance.

I saw the illustration below on a friend's Facebook page and I had to steal it. I would like to thank whoever it was that invented the right mouse click; this person has given me so much.

The folks at Del Taco have a series of videos up on YouTube. They're both disturbing and brilliant. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a sudden desire to visit my local Del Taco.

Rachel Nichols Started a Pillow Fight I had this really weird dream last night. In my dream, I was looking for the TV Guide  and walked into my living room to find it. Keira Knightley , Sienna Miller , Rachel Nichols , and Katy Perry  were all hanging out there for some reason. (Yes, I have excellent taste in guest stars for my dreams.) Anyway, I asked the ladies if they had seen my TV Guide but they ignored me. Instead of answering, Rachel Nichols started a pillow fight with the three other women. I remember being both excited by the pillow fight and irritated that they were ignoring me. I never did find my TV Guide , but - and here's the really weird part - after a moment, those pillows turned into giant ice cream cones. Four of the hottest women in the world were now having an ice cream fight in my living room. Keira Knightley Likes Ice Cream It was at this point where, in my dream, Keira Knightley turned to me asked what my favorite flavor of ice cream is....

Dozens of Pierogies There is something truly special about bringing a couple hundred pierogies home. I made a trek to Hamtramck over the weekend. I managed to pick up a couple hundred pierogies in several different flavors - apple, blueberry, cheese, cherry, meat, sour kraut, and potato. Who wants to stop by my place for dinner?