Sunday, February 13, 2011

Microwave

     Yeah so it's an official problem...I am addicted to my shitty microwave. Yes, my days usually evolve around this fine piece of Walmart equipment, much like how the spinning bag of buttery popcorn adheres to the rotating plate that I love to gaze at during the 2:30 minutes of popcorn metamorphosis.
  
     Unfortunately no joyous rings of popcorn buzzed through my ears this Saturday. All day Saturday--no microwave. No leftover chinese food that melts in your mouth after it has been steamed by the zappy microwave rays.  No microwavable food was purchased at Kroger. (Although I did run my fingers over the packages of thai dinners on isle 6...) Oh and sometimes it serves as a funny mirror! haha so going the day without it was very fucking bizarre...

    Giving up my silver beauty for a day revealed that I spend approximately 4 hours with her everyday. 4 hours! While I wasn't spending 4 hours heating up pizza my frozen food boxes stacked up in my freezer. It was like they multiplied because I didn't use them, my roommate started to complain about them falling out the freezer every time she opened the fridge door. So what did I do with these 4 hours? I went to Hollywood Cementary, and I learned some Richmond history. I observed the Pyramid instead of spinning pizza in the microwave. I ate Shafer and had fruit, fries, and vegan pasta salad instead of frozen food. (well or at least I think...you never know with Shafer...) Change of pace is good.

2 comments:

  1. i really like the phrase "popcorn metamorphosis" along with the descriptions in the first half of your second paragraph. the portrayal of a microwave and its products is too contradictory to what you would usually think of with the contraption. tis lovely. :)

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  2. I know how you feel! I love microwaves. Beautiful technology for sure. I am very sorry to see that you had to resort to Shafer's questionable food because you had to give up your microwave. You reaally must love your microwave because it seemed like your food was taunting you, almost begging you to cook and eat it. At least you used your 4 hours of free time learning some fun history!

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