I've been to this Ice Cream shop like 50 times.

I don't like to have to admit that.  I've stopped drinking.  But now I have this other problem with the damned Ice Cream.  It turns out I have some sort of actual addiction.

I remember the event that led to me falling off the Ice Cream Recovery Wagon.  I was walking down Main St. in Chatham, NY.  The old Ice Cream shop had gone out of business.  They had brown craft paper covering the windows for a long time.  I noticed they opened up and went in.  I regret to say I don't remember what Organic Ice Cream I tried first.  It was good, because I kept going back.  Apparently others did too, because they did a bit of business over the summer.

The place is called "Golden Organics Ice Cream".  They are at 59 Main St. in Chatham.  Still trying to figure out if they have a website.  But let me provide for you a summary:

1.  Espresso Crunch - This is a Coffee Ice Cream with chocolate covered espresso beans inside.  One of my favorites.

2.  Cookie Crumble - An oreo-like cookie in Vanilla Ice Cream

3.  Mint Chip - A Minty Ice Cream that is white in color (no artificial colors, apparently, either).  With chocolate chips, of course.

4.  Vanilla Chip - A Vanilla Ice Cream with chocolate chips.

5.  Peach - A Soft Peach flavor caresses the palate on this beauty.

6.  Coconut - I have a friend who adores this.  It's not my favorite, but I feel I should mention it for the coconut fans.

7.  Plain ole' fashioned Vanilla - Sometimes, it's all you want.

Conspicuously absent from this list is a Price Chopper Ginger Ale flavor.  It might conflict with their "nothing artificial" policy, but I will have to re-review the ingredients to be sure.

There is a subtlety to the flavors in these that is quite refreshing.  No artificial flavors, as I said.  The family who serves the ice are friendly and knowledgeable about their product.  Go there right now.  They have a "no pressure" policy with regards to loitering.  Almost like our famous video store, Video Visions.  Review coming up.  Except that no dogs are allowed in Golden Organics Ice Cream due to Health Department restrictions.

Still Searching for Quarters

I'm running low on quarters.  In my own living room.  Kind of scary how even my couch is running low on quarters.  I am checking the dates on my quarters now, just in case one has rare and intrinsic value.  Maybe enough value to exchange for 2 quarters.  Inattentiveness will get you every time.

It's amazing how some quarters get so worn that they age before their time.  Kind of like some people.  But enough of that.  I have to get my rear in gear and get this laundry going.

I'm Not Fresh Enough...

I'm not fresh enough now to really dedicate the mental energy.  When I sit down to collect my thoughts, I'll take to tapping on the keyboard.  That should be sufficient for tonight, I tell myself.  I'll keep them guessing.  The problem is, I am leaving them hanging.  It's really time for me to take my harmonica down to the bus station and busk for spare change.  There's only one problem: the closest bus station is 35 minutes away.

So what to do at this point.  I know that if I don't write something really profound, I'll be looking for a new place to live.  You will be looking for a new place to read.  I will not have the funds necessary to support my strip club habit.  I won't even have the funds to give away to live a life of poverty.  People will refer to me as "that Object Lesson over there".  That works.

You sure you don't wanna slake your thirst with some Ginger Ale?  Not the good stuff, because it is only Price Chopper.  With the hundreds of millions of people who read this blog, will Price Chopper be willing to continue sponsorship of it?  Well, I have this one thing to say about that.  I am for sale, plain and simple.  Send me some of the latest batch of Ginger Ale.  I will declare it massively improved, and everyone will get what they need out of this relationship.

You can count on it.

Nooks and Crenellations

Welcome to the fabulous world of Nooks and Crenellations.  Gloria took my glass with her.  It doesn't matter.  There was ginger ale in it.  Not really good ginger ale, or at least nothing fancy.  Just plain old Price Chopper Ginger Ale.  I believe that it does at least have natural flavors.  Which is good, since I am a natural sort of guy.

That sounds like a personals ad, but I will be completely honest with you.  It is.  This is actually my lead in to find all the hot single women with no baggage, who don't engage in "head games", whatever those are.  The rest of the sundry items you can fill in from random postings in the Craigslist m4w area.  You should be in shape, physically attractive, humorous, and while you are at it, have enough money to keep me in the lifestyle to which someone very well off is accustomed.

For what it's worth, I don't expect to get a lot of great responses to this.  Most women aren't brave enough to financially support a man in this fashion.  But I have to think that somewhere there is a woman who can appreciate having a trophy husband to show off to her colleagues, friends, and important dignitaries from friendly nations.

If you feel you are up to this task, please let me know.  Your picture gets stock photography back from me.

Hasta la Pasta!