Wednesday Wrant: Iceberg Lettuce

I’m one of those people that has no use for iceberg lettuce.  What is that stuff anyway?  I guess you can call it a leafy green, but it’s hardly even green.  It has this weird, white stem part that has this bitter flavor.  You get it right? I don’t like iceberg lettuce. So why is it that every single salad in the planet has to have iceberg lettuce in it? Ok, ok this may be a little bit of an exaggeration. Why is it that every single restaurant salad in the planet has to have iceberg lettuce in it? Ugg.

When I was preparing to write this rant, I decided to do a little research so that I could convince the world to stop using iceberg.  You know, because soooo many people read this. Haha. I did find the usual argument against iceberg. The standard argument saying that it is low in nutritional value.  But then I found this article from Raw Food Health that dashed my dreams of convincing everyone to stop using the nasty lettuce.  Dang it. It made some really good points.  Read it if you want to. 

Or… You could join with me in ranting every time you have to pick one of those nasty, white, bitter stems out of your salad.  So who’s with me?  I say the only thing iceberg should be used for is this:

or this:

I also wanted to mention that my bff in real life, Johna, just started a blog.  In fact, this wrant was her idea. It’s called Made in Montana. You should check it out.

Wednesday Wrant: Creepy Songs

I was driving home the other day, minding my own business, when I decided to turn the radio to an oldies station.  As a result, I got incredibly creeped out.  This was what bombarded my poor, unsuspecting ears:

Ummmm… I’ve always hated this song.  It’s super creepy, especially because the guy still does concerts and he’s around 70 years old.

 He should not be singing about young girls. Also, here’s a thought… if you want someone out of your mind, don’t spend all that time writing and recording a song and then playing it in concert for the next 50 years or so, mmmmkay.  Oh, and can someone please tell me why oldies stations insist on playing this song every 10 minutes?  I swear, every time I turn on oldies, I hear this song.  Sure, some of you may be thinking that he wasn’t that old when he wrote the song, and the girl he was singing about was just a little younger than him, but I don’t care.  It’s my rant, and I think it’s creepy. If you like this song, then you’re creepy too. Hehe

Oh yeah… while we're on the topic of creeptastic songs, how about the #2 creepiest songs ever:

Can you say stalker?  Although I have to admit, there is a part of me that likes this song.  Maybe I have a secret attraction to stalkers.  Let me think… no, no I don’t. Please no one stalk me.

Wednesday Wrant: Ugly building I have to look at every day

I’m starting a new blog feature: Wednesday Wrant. I know that rant isn’t really spelled with a w, but I like alliteration… so all you big spellers out there can just deal. Ha!

I’m a pretty nice person in general (if you’re laughing or snickering at this comment, you need to stop now), but let’s face it, we all have things that bother us.  I have enough things that bother me that I can write a weekly feature.  See? Complaining isn’t always useless.

Wrant of the week: This ugly, fugly building that is in my view at work every day.

Allow me to list the reasons as to why I hate it so much:

1. That random orange stripe that ends halfway across the building. What is that?

2. The white paint that looks like it’s eating the other paint. Again… why?

3. The diamonds are not lined up with the roof of the building. They are painted at a diagonal. My brain hates this and it wants them fixed.

Ugh.  I have to look at this thing every day. My life is hard.