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So there's a shit load of the dollar pizza's that you find at you're local Supermarket. The cheap smaller than Pizza Huts personal pan pizza's. But they aren't bad if you cook them right.
I've been having this idea in my head that if you cook one of these small pizza's on the stove, on a skillet of course (duh I'm not that dumb, but I was wrong in the end). This whole thought began that when the pizza started to cook, all the grease and juices from the frozen pizza sauce and pepperoni would goto onto the skillet and kinda mesh with the bottom of the pie and bring a new taste to it....
....Well thats what I thought anyway...
First I put it on frozen. In hindsight I should of let it defrost and maybe my idea would of turned out better. So when I was picking the pizza up to check it every so many minutes, the top was getting heated a bit but not as bad as the bottom.... It was starting to burn..... I kinda relized that would happen when I put it on the skillet, but was too lazy to stop.
The pizza was a darkish black on the bottom. But it didn't taste that bad....
I just had another thought on cooking these little pizza's. Have a double pizza. Cook 2 in the oven, with the 2nd upside down on the first pizza. You can have a double sausage/pepperoni pizza!! I'll give the results for that idea on a later date...
I came on to rant on about something else and I can't remember what I was gonna rant about... So here's what I'm gonna rant about for this entry.
Why I can't remember shit when I want to rant about it. Its too frustrating. Not just for ranting, but for anything else. If I forget a bands name, or a friends name or something that my brain should know. It just eats at me like a like a priest at a boy scout jamboree.
And I'll sit there or stand there. Oblivious to the surroundings around me. I wouldn't care what was going on or who I was talking to because it was just killing me because I forgot about something I was either thinking about a couple hours ago or should of known about to begin with.
I think I should carry a fricken notebook to jot some stuff down I think about that is totally rhetorical.
But there's my entry. and my rant. Its eating at me bad and its pissing me off. Who knows, maybe I'll remember it when at 3 am when I'm trying to sleep or whatever.