Stupid things Ding does

Update: post 5 pounds of potatoes

Nope. Nothing to report. I’ve sat down, tried, thought about it. Nothing.

Coffee. Nope. I’m usually that guy, coffee on the way to work, and then Wordle, Quordle, Octofle( if needed) in my executive bathroom.

But nothing today. I looked at toilets. I saw the Camp Randall stalls. Nothing.

I hoped. I wished. But- I feel great. I woke up chipper. The power of potatoes. Why is this not killing me?

Potatoes are the perfect food. Stand on it.

The real winners right here are the people of Brazil.

Potato farmers.

Scales to try to find accurate weight.

The refs. They earned their paychecks.

And the grounds crew, if they wanted a slow sloppy game.

And you.

I’m frightened of what’s going to come out. I have a Badger football game to go to tomorrow. I cannot, nay, will not p**p at Camp Randall. Or a porta potty. It might be a phobia- or maybe just an aversion? More than a preference for sure. Positive thoughts.

I’m scared.

Done.

5 pounds done.

All said- I’m not doing too bad here. I’ve been more uncomfortable after buffet dinners. This is normal holiday meal kinda full.

I heard one time of a dude who ate nothing but potatoes for a year. They have all the nutrients you need.

So really- I’m super healthy now. Think of all the nutrients!

End of the 3rd Quarter.

I’m almost done. I took most of the 3rd quarter off, just like the Packers Defense.

I’m still going to pull this off. There’s not too much left. I even put cheese on it, because 5 pounds of potato don’t have enough calories. 

This isn’t a nail biter.

End of 1st half

I hit the stall. It’s tough right now. I think I still got this.

End of Quarter One.

I’m good here. Carbo loading. I’m a big eater. I got this. It’s not even a challenge. I’m even using toppings.

At half time, Nicky has a new challenge for me.

Bring it.

Ding 6. Potato 0.

This is my third bowl. I kicked it up a notch with crispy onions, green onion, and bacon.

I’m doing well. Dog, I love potatoes. Like a lot.

Go Pack Go.

That’s it for bowl 1.

Yes.

So, here it is.

At kickoff, I will begin to try to eat a 5 pound bag of potatoes.

Kyle- here’s the answers to your questions.
1. Peeled. Mashed.
2. With butter and 1/2 and 1/2.
3. Yukon Gold

Let’s see where it goes with toppings. Right now, I’m going to raw dog it to save on weight and volume. But I have spices, cheeses, ranch, and a whole baked potato bar for guests tonight.

I have til the end of the game to finish.

Thoughts?

Fast forward to college: I always had potatoes. A five pound bag of russets was like 2 bucks at the Piggly Wiggly. Cheap. None of those flakes- that’s cheating. There’s not even lumps! (I may go off in a minute on the importance of lumps)

Post college, I one time had a late paycheck, and all my cards were maxed out. I survived on a bag of potatoes, a tub of Country Crock, and a six pack ofRhinelander beer. I fished for protein. It was glorious. And a good way to shed pounds.