The Good Stuff I

Happy September and Happy Labor Day. No days off here at the heap., as I took enough time this past weekend! Plus, Labor Day means more of you are at home, so you all can read! Before I begin today, I just want to wish the best to those in Louisiana, our prayers are with you!

This new the heap. segment is unofficially sponsored by Kenny Chesney, since his song is the inspiration for the title.

Obviously, The Rant serves as an outlet for my (or Roger Ebert’s) negative feelings. But there are so many happy and good things that happen as well, even if they come in small packages, or in an unconventional form. Thus, my rays of sunshine, the revelation of various sources of positive energy in my life, whether it be through observation, experience, or something I read or listened to, will be read and experienced by you heapsters right here! First, I’ll probably have what I’ll refer to as Good Stuff Shout-outs. These will be just little things which are quite noteworthy sources of happiness… things which are just doing it for me. The afterward, I’ll go into my positive raving!

Today’s Good Stuff Shout-outs go to: The Rays, being in love, sleepless nights because of excitement, September, college football, going to Texas, life… in general, slowly figuring out what I want to do! Angel.


Last night, hunger struck unexpectedly. Or perhaps that was just me forgetting to eat dinner again. 11pm is always an exciting time around where I live, because there is a decent selection for a late night meal. Sonic is open 24 hours with a full menu at ALL times. There’s nothing better sometimes than a blast or some mozz sticks after a fun night out. Checkers (Rally’s) has recently joined the foray by finally opening until 1 and 3 on the weekends. 2 Buffalo Chicken sandwiches for $3 hits the spot without hitting the wallet. Taco Bell is the late night veteran, and is often my first choice. So was the case last night, though I was motivated by the newest marketing gimmick on pseudo-Mexican food, the Volcano Taco! I fell in love immediately as I saw it on TV basking in its red shelled glory. I was stoked to try it out, and maybe get a chalupa. My life changed forever as I drove up to the menu. Everything my cholesterol-loving heart could desire was contained in a BIG box. 1 Volcano Taco. 1 Burrito Supreme. 1 Crunchwrap Supreme. An order of cinnamon twists. 32oz drink. 5.99. Let the unnecessary late night calorie consumption begin! Unbeatable deal… and it was delicious! Caution: the next stat is not for the weak of heart… or anyone who’s had a few of these big boxes in the past couple of days. 1500 calories. Yikes! In any case, I HIGHLY recommend the Volcano Taco, and the Big Box deal! It shall please you! (But beware of your messy fate!)


To think that I actually turned on the TV this morning. I happened to stumble upon USA’s Labor Day Monk marathon. I had never really given the show much of a chance, to tell you the truth. I decided to see what was the big deal with it, as it was either Monk, infomercials about foreclosures, or getting way too up close and personal with Hurricane Gustav than I cared to be. So Monk it was. The episode I happened to catch was from the first season, titled “Mr. Monk and the Airplane,” and it was absolutely hilarious. The show is much like the popular Criminal Minds, in that small observations lead to bigger and bigger revelations, just without the grave, intense mood of the CM episodes. And of course you have to add Monk’s OCD and general awkwardness. Certainly a good way to start off the day.