Pizza…

[Cleo]

Well since I've pretty much let all the food in my house run out since I'm going to the middle of a desert for a week and still feel like crap due to this cold I've ordered a medium pizza to dine on.

Now living in the south I can get really good grits, home fries and some poor dead animal served up and since I live in the tourist part of town there actually very good dinning for all tastes within a few miles of me. There is even an extremely good vegetarian restaurant up the street from me called Sublime that I often take my carnivorous friends to so that they can see that I actually do eat real food.

Anyway the one thing that you can't get down here is a slice of real New York pizza. Sure you can get fux New York pizza, but it just isn't the same as what you can get in the city. There is a place called NYPD pizza next to the RamRod that is just a few miles from that is actually very good and watching all the butch queens in their leather outfits from next door makes for nice entertainment, but they don't deliver and I feel too much like crap to deal with eating out.

So that means ordering from Times Square pizza. It's run by real New York boys and is pretty decent pizza, but nothing to go screaming naked around the block about. Anyway every time I call them and tell them I want their medium pizza they have to explain to me that they don't have a medium pizza and only have large, extra large, and super size at which time I tell them the middle size one. I've been ordering from them for many years now and they know my voice so you would think by now when I call them up and order a medium pizza with black olives and mushrooms they would just send over their fucking mid sized pizza and not go through the whole long explanation of their pizza sizes.

Hmmm, is that a knock at the door that I hear…