Pizza Pizza

Everyone has a favorite pizza place.  Pretty much, if you decide that your favorite is Domino's, Papa Johns, or Pizza Hut, then you haven't tried real pizza. 
The best that I ever had was the Jason Ward special at Jaco's.  When I was little, we always ordered the party tray, which was kind of odd, because we never had parties.  It was so good though!  We would eat it for days.  The pizza had the best cheese and spices.  I miss that ever since I moved, because there are barely any places here that have good pizza.    I remember that my sister loved Buzzy's.  I never tried that, but heard that it was really good.  When I went to Bona's, there was S&G pizza, near campus.  We nicknamed them Sloppy and Greasy pizza because their food was probably the most unhealthy you could consume, but who cares when you're in college, right?

The funniest thing from my years in college is my obsession with animal crackers.  I used to buy those big bags from Walmart.  They were ridiculously inexpensive.  Full disclosure, I am one of the biggest germ-a-phobes that I know.  When I was in college, for some reason, I was obsessed with the ratio of elephants to cats.  The elephants are, by far, the best animal cracker because they are much bigger than any other.  The cat by comparison is like half the size.  If you look at the cat, you'll notice how obnoxious it is with that stupid curled tail.  So I decided that one day I was going to open up a bag and count the disparity between L.E.Phants and Fat Cats.  To do this, I opened the bag and dumped them all over the floor and sorted them into carefully separated piles.  Once finished, I would eat as many as I could fit into my mouth.  The mere thought of this digusts me.  In my own home, I would not eat anything off the floor.  But off the decades old rug in my dorm room, it was perfectly fine.  Ugh!  What was I thinking?  I suppose what you don't know doesn't hurt you.