Tomorrow: Murs, Diplo, Black Kids, Gaslight Anthem, and The National. Live music is rad.
And: On the way home from the festival, it was a coupling of very sad events centered around candy. I stopped at a Hess Station for a Coke and a Peppermint Pattie. It is well known that the P-Squared is one of the finest mainstream candies in America. I mean sure, you've got your Mounds and your Butterfingers, but the Double P is a great palate cleanser, a stomach settler, and it tastes damn good. All for just 150 calories and 4 grams of fat. Try that Three Musketeers. Yeah, I didn't think so. Well, anyway, the Hess Station didn't have any Peppermint Patties. Of course, it took me five minutes to figure out a replacement. Out of the blue I checked the ingredients on the back of the Chocolate Skittles. I haven't eaten skittles in years because of the gelatin, and these didn't have any. My curiosity piqued, I handed over my two bux for a can and a bag, and got in the car. I can tell you this: You should never eat Chocolate Skittles.
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