Saturday, April 26, 2008
My Fine Dining Foray With the Kids.
We ended up at Taco John's.
It started out poorly. Sophie wanted fries with her taco. They only sold "potato oles". Jack ran away while I was ordering and sat down in a booth with a strange couple and their child.
Once we got our food, things seemed alright until Jack realized there were cheese shreds in his burrito that were insufficiently melted. He tried to reach over the back of our booth and hand a fistful of sucked-on cheese to the man in the booth behind us.
Then Jack decided that his booster seat was was more comfortable to sit on upside-down, but he kept sliding off and falling under the table. After a while I just gave up and let him eat his food under the table.
After what seemed to be about three-hundred and-eighty-minutes, everyone finished eating and I tried to usher us toward the door, but Jack passionately wanted to use the door on the opposite side of the restaurant. I had to fling him over my shoulder and carry him out of the building.
I put Jack down next to the car and opened the driver's-side door to throw his wrapped-up burrito remnants on the passenger seat. In the three seconds it took me to do so, I realized, Jack had climbed up a curb, hopped the bumper, jumped onto the hood of the car, and was climbing up the windshield, trying to get onto the roof of the car.
On the way home, Sophie said, "Maybe we can go to Dairy Queen tomorrow!"
Yeah. Maybe if DQ offers a kid-sized "horse tranquilizer" blizzard.
Snow? I don't see any snow. It's SPRING!
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
I decided to take a few days, observe my own insights about products that I encountered, and generously share them with their respective corporate entities.
Thus, I give you: Lara's E-Mail Harrassment of Corporate America and their predominantly humorless responses.
#1: Jelly Belly Candy Company
Dear Jelly Belly,
I would like to tell you that I admire your beans and their delightful flavors greatly, with the exception of the "buttered popcorn" flavor, which weirds me out.
I am wondering if you have considered making beans in the flavors of salsa, cucumber/melon, or margarine. It might also be mildly amusing if you had a "bile"-flavored bean, but called it "mojito", just to mess with people.
Thanks!
The Response:
Thanks for sending me your suggestion. It’s nice when people care enough to take the time to write to us about our products and programs.
We’re always looking into new ideas, and have looked at literally thousands of them in the past, including the one you sent. So far, we haven’t found the right way to make it good enough to be a Jelly Belly bean, but we’re working on it!
Currently Buttered Popcorn is our #2 most popular flavor. It was #1 for a few years but Very Cherry has now taken over the number one ranking.
Thanks for writing. We really appreciate hearing from you.
Sweet Regards,
Mr. Jelly Belly
...I kind of have a small crush on "Mr. Jelly Belly now; he was really rather sweet....
#2: Kellogg's.
Dear Kelloggs,
Your Cracklin' Oat Bran cereal is like a disappointing lover.
In previous years, I had come to think of this crunchy, sturdy product as a personal favorite. Having lapsed in my consumption of your breakfast delight (due to the cost-prohibitive nature of said cereal), I recently decided to revisit the tantalizing experience of consuming a bowl, and subsequently purchased a box.
You put some cinnamon or other crap in there, and now it tastes different.
Eating my Cracklin' Oat Bran was disappointing, unsatisfying, and mildly disorienting.
I would like to know why you tampered with perfection. Please remove the cinnamon-or-crap-flavor from your cereal so that it might be enjoyed in its original, preferable form.
The Response: (partial)
Note: They are sending me a coupon for a free box of the cereal. I don't know- I'm not certain I can weather much more disappointment...
#3: Capital One (inspired by their obnoxious 'card lab' commercial)
To whom it may concern,
I am writing to posit a question regarding the option wherein I may use my own “personalized image” on a new Capital One card, through the “Card Lab” feature.
I would like to know if I may use a photo of my naked posterior as the image on my card.
The Response:
"...we'll need you to call us to discuss this matter. Please call our Customer Relations Department at 1-800...."
I think *someone* is trying to snag a date....
#4:Akavar
(A diet product with obnoxious commercial that involves repeated chants of "Eat all you want, and still lose weight! Eat ALL you WANT and STILL lose WEIGHT!" reminiscent of the Head-On commercials.)
To whom it may concern,
With regard to your product: can I eat all I want and still lose weight?
Do I have to rub Akavar on my forehead?
Thank you
The Response:
Akavar would not allow me to reproduce the information contained in their email. I will say, however, that I got a very enthusiastic response not unlike that which I might expect to be exhibited if Richard Simmons had written it. They also didn't answer my initial question.
#5: Hormel Foods
Dear Hormel,
Please resolve a dispute between myself and my best friend.
I recently purchased a can of your Mary Kitchen Corned Beef Hash. Upon cooking the product, I noted that the consistency was remarkably similar to that of Fancy Feast's "Chicken Feast with Gravy" flavor.
Is "Mary Kitchen Corned Beef Hash," in fact, repurposed cat food?
Thank you.
#6:General Mills
Some time ago, I emailed the cereal company in regard to my jubilation at the fact that they had reverted from fruity-shaped cereal pieces, back to their original "ball-y shaped" Trix.
The Response:
#7- My Local Super One Grocery Store Re: When Cart Corrals were invented.
The (impressively thorough) Response:
Thanks for taking the time to e-mail. I actually worked in the first grocery store owned by Miners' Inc in Cloquet. I don't believe the first store, which was located on Avenue F and
Have a great day!
#8: McKee Foods Corp.
I am writing to inquire whether or not your "Little Debbie Nutty Bars" in fact contain crack, as my son recently consumed an excessive quantity of the product to the point of near-vomiting and then professed that he "still want[ed] to eat more of them, even though [I] feel like throwing up."
Thank you.
The Response:
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Now Nathaniel has no appendix OR gallbladder!
Nathaniel had surgery to remove his gallbladder.
He'd been sick for a few months and tests revealed that he had significant thickening of the walls of that pesky organ, so we saved the date and he went under the knife. Again.
I felt like a marginal asshat after the appendix surgery, when I asked with gentle articulateness if I might keep the organ and the conversation went something like this:
Dr. Surgeon: well, that about covers all the information about the surgery; do you have any other questions or concerns?
Lara: Can I have it?!
Dr. Surgeon: What?
Nathaniel: She wants to know if she can have my appendix.
(insert long pause and a room full of blank-faced medical staff.)
Dr. Surgeon: No.
Lara: Can you at least take a picture of it for me? I brought my camera!
Dr. Surgeon: Ohhhkay...
This time I employed more hospital room etiquette and went straight into a request for pictures.
Nathaniel is presently sore, but doing well. His gallbladder looked like a giant slug. No wonder he felt sick.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Iowa! New Hampshire! Iowa! New Hampshire!
Emerging as victors in Iowa, Huckabee and Obama still face an arduous tug-of war against the opposing candidates for their respective party nominations.
I spent a portion of the day viewing political news and analysis, along with *BREAKING!!!!!* news tidbits from CNN. As a result, I have determined that both Huckabee and Obama's ongoing campaigns fail to address issues of compelling concern to the general American public. Based on my observations of what comprises "newsworthy" subjects (via CNN,) I submit that in order to address the REAL concerns of the public, the winning candidate must develop plans to address:
1. The need to properly secure tigers in their cages at zoos to prevent the animals' escape and ensuing massacre of innocent civilian zoo-goers.
2. Britney Spear's myriad chemical and mental health issues. Clearly, her every action has apocalyptic impact on the welfare of our greater nation. I could not eat my lunch today due to the fact that there was Britney-drama ongoing. I was immensely distraught and became light-headed and nauseous due to my overwhelming distress.
3. Speculation. There is not enough speculating going on in this country. We need more people to do more speculating. About everything. Speculating solves problems.
4. The weather. The weather is REALLY shitty in a number of locations, nationwide. The effective presidential candidate will develop a plan to fix it. It would be particularly advisable (hint, hint, Obama...) if they could promise to make it rain apricot nectar and snow colors.
5. Someone needs to dissect the window-washer who fell approximately 300 stories and survived. I find it thoroughly difficult to comprehend how not a SINGLE presidential candidate has noted the likelihood that this man has bionic technology inside his body and should be taken apart to acquire the technology for military purposes.
6. Amy Fisher's sex tape. There are some people who should simply not be circulating sex tapes involving themselves. I think Amy Fisher qualifies. Also, Dustin Diamond. We need legislation banning Fisher and Diamond from circulating any nude images of themselves.
7. Jamie Lynn Spears' pregnancy. Since she's famous and makes about 150 times more money than an average adult, her condition counts as 150 teen pregnancies. That's really gross. Candidates need to develop a plan for preventing fornication among Nickelodeon tween-stars.
That' s a start, anyway. I'm not being paid as a campaign strategist, so if any candidates would like further advice on how to topple the opposition this November, they'll have to contact me directly to make arrangements.
I will add, though, (as a little bonus) that Huckabee needs to change his name. It's waaay too easy to mock. It's so easy it's not even fun.

