passion pit, manners (frenchkiss) - i didn't start off as a fan of passion pit. they're from cambridge & all, so i gave their EP from last year more than a few shots, but wasn't feeling it, partially because my roommate is a DJ/electronic musician who worked on a remix of "sleepyhead" for two weeks straight & partially because lead singer michael angelakos' high-pitched voice bugged me at times. regardless, when manners (their first full-length) came out in may, i decided to give it a shot. it's head bopping dancy & revelatory & spacy & solid all the way through. i'm much more into it & it's perfect walking around the city during the summer feeling awesome music.

i got these one night while hanging out with the infamous mike weber before a trip to the 5th ave bars. by the time i got home from later that night, my old man ass quickly passed the hell out & i never got around to documenting the evening. i kept the photo around though, figuring there was a good chance i'd partake in the same combo again soon, but a few weeks later, i ended up writing about a night hanging with mike weber anyhow, so i ditched the coors/goldfish idea altogether. it's probably for the best. if i had written about the combo, it would've been like shooting a banquet of fish in a barrel.

how could i possibly resist a snack called "onyums" that's flavored with louisiana hot sauce? i couldn't. that's the answer. they were basically the same thing as the infamous funyuns, but every time i ate one, my taste buds were all "that's hot! i gare-on-tee!" then they were flattened by a hurricane & abandoned by the government for a few days. in memory of them, i abandoned this snack/drink combo. as for the cider...um, it was a cider. it had a rhino on the front of the bottle. that was pretty cool.

i picked up this combo a few days after writing meditation #91, which dealt with my artistic endeavors & began with a story about time spent my grandma's house. it was too soon after though, so i put off writing about it & eventually resigned it to the digital waste bin. the pink lemonade's all natural & made by dads, so that's cool. as for the cookie, grandma makes a pretty good cookie. i think about how excited i was when they released soft batch cookies back in the day & compare it to grandma's cookies & feel like i was being played for a sucker by those feisty keebler elves.

do you think you can make doritos better than frito lay can? if so, you're in luck. they've come out with a line of chips--doritos flavor shots--that come with a flavor packet, so once you open the bag, you get to take out the enclosed flavor packet, sprinkle it all over the chips, seal the bag up & shake it around. the results? a ton of flavor powder stuff on the chips, but nothing that a machine can't do. the difference? the satisfaction of participatory snacking. the redhook copperhook is your basic ale, with a color reminiscent of stripping a house to support a meth habit. i'm pretty sure i enjoyed these on a night where i followed the internet down a rabbit hole.

i picked up this combo late one night after a trip to the bars, but once i got them home, although i enjoyed them, i was more in the mood for episodes of fringe than i was for writing. a few days later, i married fringe to another atwater beer, so i let this combo fade away. the cherry stout had beer & cherries, so win win there. salt & vinegar is a chip flavor combo that i just can't refuse & since that vinegar was of the malt variety, it felt slightly british & slightly sophisticated...sort of like salman rushdie, but with less danger & less ability to cut ties with hot women who love food.