This Week in Chicken

I've had a busy week filled with shows and lack of sleep. I like it, except for the lack of sleep, but I've become used to that. I also found that in times that I am busy, if I need food, I turn to chicken. It goes without saying that The Sumukh and Golak Attack love chicken. We just ate fried chicken and watched the “Elimination Chamber” pay-per-view on Monday. If you were wondering, the fried chicken was way better.

After that, the rest of my week was pretty insane. I don't eat meat on Tuesdays, so my Fat Tuesday was actually the opposite of what the day should have been. Then again, I'm a Hindu, so I'm all backwards anyway, right? I did the open mic at Scarlet and Grey, and I decided to actually treat that show like I was 22 at Scarlet and Grey again, so that turned into a late night. We've now reached a chicken advisory watch.

On Wednesday, I got a sweet onion chicken teriyaki footlong sub from Subway. Hey, I got to take advantage of Februany before it becomes Marcharegularpricesareback. I then went to do a show in Cincinnati. I ate nothing until we headed back to Columbus, and I closed out the open mic at the Surly Girl. I got the hearty, delicious creamed chicken over biscuits at Surly Girl. It's always great to eat dinner at 1:30 A.M. I ate most of the chicken over biscuits, and refrigerated the rest (this would play a role later in chicken week!)

On Thursday, my co-workers and I went to Cafe Kabul on Olentangy River Road. If you're wondering, the ambiance is not great, but is way better than the actual city of Kabul. They had a buffet, so I actually pounded mostly chicken over rice or separate chicken drumsticks. That filled me up well before consuming a Monster Khaos after two straight late nights. We've now reached a chicken advisory warning. Life has become chicken. I overslept a nap, so I quickly had to get to Wild Goose Creative for “The Big Game Show!” I was hungry, so I walked over to this new restaurant near Wild Goose called Apps. They serve appetizers, but their menu is completely covered with the word, “Wangz,” that I now call the restaurant, Wangz. Anyway, I got some Wangz, waffle fries, and fried mushrooms. I don't know why I got fried mushrooms. Mushrooms are not meant to be fried. I should have gotten more Wangz!

On Friday, I realized that I still had my leftover creamed chicken over biscuits, so I brought that into work. However, I forgot to bring a plate, so I became paranoid the Surly Girl to-go box wasn't microwaveable, which I don't think it is. As I didn't want to set fire to a microwave and potentially entire office floor, I heated the meal for 30 seconds. It was lukewarm at best, so if I develop stomach issues at some point today, we all understand where that came from. Even if lukewarm, it was still delicious. I then had a show up in Cleveland. I ended up getting a chicken quesadilla. We've now reached a full chicken warning. The word CHICKEN is flashing red.

On my drive back, I stopped at the famous exit 186 off I-71 purposefully so I could at least get the precious biscuits at Popeye's. But, Popeye's was closed. I was legitimately sad. How do I not have a heart attack at this point?

Today is Saturday, and I have to go into work to get some things done. It's not a full chicken week unless there's a stop at Cane's, so that's the plan for lunch today. That will round up chicken week. Then again, we'll see what tonight has planned, which if it ends up being a late night, I have a bad feeling a certain call will be made by Steve Torgalkar to one of many local chicken sandwich delivery establishments.

By the way, I started my training for the half marathon and have not run at all during chicken week. I look forward to the effects of an entire Cane's meal on a six-mile run later this evening. CHICKEN!