Chiligasm Part Deux: The Second Coming

Today was the second annual Chiligasm hosted by The Instigator and if my stomach is telling me anything, it was a great success! Except for the part where The Flying Crane and I got second to last. Our chili was delicious. Seriously I wish I could take back the chili from the people who didn’t vote for us and eat it myself.

Of course when I say our chili, I really mean the chili that The Flying Crane made while I performed the all important tasks of reading the recipe and handing her things. I also cut two whole peppers before she realized just how slow I was going and did the rest herself. Also even after being warned not to touch my eye after cutting the peppers, I did so anyway. Twice. Wow that burned.

Besides hanging out with a bunch of great people and eating a ton of delicious food, a highlight of the day was definitely the random three older dudes who showed up. The one you can see here was especially hilarious:


He worked his way down the chili line, trapping each person in awkward/disturbing conversations for long periods of time. I thought about rescuing them, but really I’m just not that nice of a person. My favorite pullquote that I happened to overhear was:

“You know, if every country in the world went to war, and each country was losing like a million people a year, you know who would win? …*Long pause*… China.”

That was deep Mr. Random Creepy Chili Cook-off Crasher Man. DEEP.


About The 1st Draft

I am a 30-something English teacher living in the Midwest who loves books, television, soccer, a good conversation, Cardinals baseball, and playing with my adorable nieces and nephews.
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One Response to Chiligasm Part Deux: The Second Coming

  1. Anonymous says:

    In the back of my mind there’s this niggling fear that someday I’m gonna be one of those random old men…. Bette Midler used to have a line in her stage show just before she sang “Hello In There” – “Please, god, don’t let me want to walk down the street with a fried egg on my forehead some day!”

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