Infiltration

That mother loving Rachael Ray has found yet another way into my life.

As if it isn't enough I have to see her face on magazines and dog food throughout the day (which ironically is how her food tastes...ok so I don't know for sure. I've never made one of her recipes). Not only must I power flip past the Food Network or NBC when her wicked shows are on, she's found her way into an unavoidable situation.

EVOO.

Yeah. EVOO. Her stupid ass extra virgin olive oil whimsical saying that just annoys the crap out of me since, well, it's her who came up with it, is now a shorthand for some olive oil at work. I don't remember which brand but after I scanned about two items after the oil I noticed, let's say, EP EVOO. Then I looked down to see what in the frack that could be and I spotted it. Olive oil. And then I screamed on the inside "Damn you Rachael Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"

My goodness do I dislike her.

Oh come on FS Wisconsin! Technical difficulties?! AND OH MY GOD! Are you fracking kidding me?! I have no video of Ken Macha just getting booted from the game?! Are you SERIOUS! I am one unhappy customer right now! He has never been thrown out let alone got really pissed off. There better be replay. Full. Replay.

I am steamed now! I worked myself up into a lather just reliving the Rachael hate and now FS Wisconsin just screwed me big time. Oooh you bitch.

Another thing I don't like about Rachael? I don't like how she spells it. Yeah. I'm shallow enough to not like someone over how they spell their name.

Ahhh. Ok. I'm ok. I am. I'm just really pissed I missed Ken get thrown. I'm surprised at the pissed offness I have.

Oh. Now we get to see the game from the Rockies feed but with Wisconsin audio. Which doesn't line up so you hear the ball get caught and then three seconds later the pitcher throws it. Or as it was just the case the guy had a hit and we knew he was out by the talking heads before we saw it. Boo.