Happy Post 300th Entry!

Stop the presses: I'm an idiot. Today, when I was checking how far away I was from entry 300, I discovered that I had in fact already published entry 300. Rather than the blockbuster interview with Big Elvis that I had planned for the milestone, the good people of Goulashedonia were instead treated to a treatise on building my own submarine. Woops. In my own defense, I'm not very smart. So really, if we're going to point the finger at anyone, I say we point it at whoever convinced my mom to eat all of those paint chips while she was pregnant with me.

To appease you, I present the following image of the party dinosaur I've crafted as mascot for the Tricentennial (note that he's brought his own supplies):

Just for funsies, here are the best of the past 100 entries:
Behold the Octopussy: Part 1, 2
The Vegas Chronicles: Part 1, 2
Bake Off: Part infinity

I had a long entry all cooked up, but it just couldn't compete with that image. Tricentennial Saturday night! Don't bring drinks, as we'll again be kegging it. Let's attempt to drink some of it this time before we start drinking the dish washer detergent.