This and That

The day job is a little slow today, so here are a few midday thoughts that I wanted to pose. Things I couldn’t make an entire post about, but blurbs I felt deserved some writing.

Firstly, I tried a new pizza place today for lunch. Flying Pizza, in Centerville, Ohio, is pretty good. I got a medium pepperoni and mushroom pizza for $13. Nice, big, foldable slices. The crust was sort of dry, but had a good taste to it. The sauce was fantastic, and it didn’t have too much cheese. The shrooms, as always, were great, and so was the pep. There was a manageable amount of grease on it. If I were some sort of person who had a rating scale for pizza, I’d give it a 4 out of 5. Check it out!

I used this awesome app called Door Dash to get it delivered to my office building. I was lazy today because it snowed a decent amount and the roads were atrocious when I came into work this morning, so I figured I’d tip someone well to bring me food. Door Dash is phenomenal.

I also heard about this pizza place called Johnny’s over in Centerville. I’ve been told I have to try it…so I will, soon.

Another rando thought, how about this lady in New Hampshire? Wins the Lottery, $560 million, but doesn’t want to go public, so she may leave it unclaimed. Are you kidding me? What on Earth has her so spooked? I mean, sure, making it public that you are now richer than sin isn’t exactly everyone’s cup of tea, but that is a lot of money to say no to. I don’t know, maybe I am some sort of snowflake for thinking she is crazy for not taking the money (which she hasn’t confirmed that she won’t, yet) but I’d take that money in a heartbeat.

Maybe she is scared of the constant stories of people’s lives being torn apart by Lottery winnings….but then why’d she buy the ticket? I have never bought a Lottery ticket, personally, because I believe it is a waste of money. Sure, I know, you can’t win the Lottery if you don’t buy a ticket, but the odds are so astronomical that it is like burning money. That being said, had I bought a ticket, I would firmly be prepared to announce to the world my winnings. Not because I am a cocky son of a gun, but that’s because those are the rules. Get out of the kitchen if you can’t stand the heat…or something like that.

One last thing, a sports thought, the Cleveland Cavaliers. Man, I live in Ohio, but I don’t like em. Mainly because of one fellow. “The King,” or whatever, Lebron James. I’m glad they’re in turmoil. I’m glad they stink. Last night they blew a 20+ halftime lead to one of the worst teams in the worst conference in the NBA. Say what you will about Aaron Gordon, Elfrid Payton, or Nikola Vucevic, the Magic just aren’t that good. They made the Cavs look like a rebuilding team. Cleveland can’t defend anyone this year, which leads me to a hot take that no one will remember: the Cavaliers will not make the Eastern Conference Finals. You heard me. I think the Eastern Conference Finals this year come down to the Wizards and the Celtics. But who am I?

Anyway, I’ll have a less random post coming later…these are just some thoughts burning in my mind. Stay warm (or if you are warm, stay classy).

You’re Going to Like This

Doritos are awesome. Chicken is awesome. When you combine the two, the result is awesome.

Yesterday I had a good, dumb idea. Why not make chicken that is covered in crushed up Doritos? If people can make chicken bakes that are covered in cornflakes, surely the deliciousness that is Doritos would be even better. Spoiler alert, it was.

Now, I’m not going to tell you that this was life-changing (it was) or Earth-shattering (totally was) but I will tell you it rocked (in an epic way not too far off of the feeling you get when you are front row at an Imagine Dragons concert…or, at least I imagine).

I used most of a regular bag of Doritos, crushed em, and put em in a shallow Tupperware container. Meanwhile, my beautiful fiancée mixed up some egg and milk to dip the chicken breasts in. Once the chicken had the egg mix on it, then it was covered in Doritos. Once covered, we put the Dorito-encrusted chickens in a stone from Pampered Chef and threw it in the oven for about 20 minutes. That’s it. It’s that easy.

I added a cilantro-lime rice side from Zatarains and steamed up some microwaveable broccoli and voila! An easy dinner in 30 minutes, flat.

Just so I don’t sound like a really busy mom who has a blog about making life easier on the way to soccer practice, Dos Equis Amber went real well with the food.

I definitely say give it a shot, though. It’s cheap and darn good. Plus, when you’re done cooking, you have Doritos left over for snackin!

P.S. – I got those Doritos Blaze that Tyrion advertises…they’re hot. Like I tried to see how many I could eat without getting a drink…I ate 7. Eater’s discretion advised.

My Attempted Foray into Sports Betting

I tried. I got this great idea, a sort of journey, to bring you readers with me on. I was going to dip my toes into the world of sports gambling.

I had a plan that I would blog each step. Account setup, to my first bet, to my first loss (and probably a few more), to my first win (maybe)….but it was not meant to be.

Now I say this with a caveat of, I know nothing. There’s a chance that I was the one that screwed up, and I am worried about nothing. If this is the case, feel free to leave a comment saying I am dumb. This is what happened.

Having talked this idea over with a friend of mine at work, whom I trust, I decided I would dig into the logistics of setting up an online sports gambling account. I love sports, and I would love to use my knowledge to make a buck or two, so I had interest. I’m even good at cutting myself off when need be, so I wasn’t worried about getting hooked. Through my inter-web research, I concluded I would sign up with for starters.

I created my account, filled in the necessary info, and made my initial deposit…which is where this took a turn. Whenever you finish inputting the info for the deposit, you are prompted to call the website’s customer service to confirm the deposit, so I did. The fellow on the other end seemed nice enough. While he put my info in to the system, he held a personal conversation with a coworker, talking about some chili he had and the negative effects on his stomach, using a few choice words. That didn’t totally bother me, and he even apologized when he realized his conversation was being broadcast through the phone. The problem came next.

He began by attempting to persuade me to deposit more, offering me a little incentive deal. I told him no thanks, I was just trying this out, and the amount I put is the amount I am willing to use, and no more. He then pushed, trying for a little less, and I gave him a firm no. Another second passed and he told me my deposit hadn’t come through and asked me if my card is set up for international transactions. This got my hair standing on end.

“Why’s this?” I asked, quite confused.

“Our servers that process the transaction are in China, so it will look to your card like you are making an international transaction,” was the answer.

Certainly, my bank does have an issue with me trying to make a purchase in China…because I am in Ohio. So Ithanked him for helping me and I’ll figure it out and call back.

Spoiler alert….I am not calling back. Here’s why…

In my attempt to search the webs and find out if this is normal, I found an intriguing thing. Banks are legally obligated to decline any transaction involving online gambling. It’s sad that I work for a bank and don’t know this, but I ain’t exactly a genius. Nevertheless, this is where my interest in pursuing this idea ended.

As mainstream as it is, sports gambling still requires some hoop-jumping-through. Maybe I am missing a big piece of the puzzle, here, but I am not going any further with the idea. Like I said, if you know more than I about this, drop me a line. Until I know more, though, this will go down as an idea I had for the blog…and nothing more.


Writing is enjoyable. I have written for money before. Whether it was for a paper, for a website, or for an athletic department, I have put pen to paper fingers to keyboard and written about sports and other things. Mostly sports, though.

I also know myself. I love sports, but I get bored of sticking to one lane for an extended period of time. I enjoy movies, music, video games, and lots of food, beer, and wine. In order to write about whatevs, I figured I’d create my own space. Insert Frederick’s Folio.

Fun fact, my middle name is Frederick, so that’s where that came from. Then I googled what folio meant, and found out it worked, and voila. This will be the place where you can get a unique perspective on just about anything. I hope I bring a smile to your face, all 3 of you who will end up reading this, and maybe enlighten you. Though, I’m not counting on the latter…

So, just as the President is fond of ending his tweets, “enjoy!”

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