Lil’ g and Lori got married Saturday, and everything went fine. The black shirt, vest, coat, pants, and silver tie looked allot better than I had thought it would. Even on all of us pale guys. It was a busy weekend for all involved. I was honored to be a groomsman in the wedding. And as one of the few in-town members of the wedding party I tried to do as much as I could to make things easier for Lil’ g and Lori. By the end of the weekend I had doubled the number of names in my cell, given direction more time than I could count, and drank and ate more in two days than in the pervious week.
I dropped the happy couple off at the airport Monday morning, and while they are gone I am going to help them out a little more by taking care of their cats and recording Angel
I really could use some chapstick
Today while eating a salad outside at 7th Street Station, a woman approached me with a basket of free stuffs. I heard her offer something to the table of construction works 5 feet away, but did not hear what she was giving out. The workers seemed pleased to take the free item so I figured that it was something good, like a tire swing or maybe a chocolate bar or pineapple foot cream. SCORE!!!!!! Burt’s Bees Pineapple foot cream. I asked the girl if she had any chapstick. She replied “no, but this is real great for your feet.” I thanked her for the foot cream and finished my salad.
Thursday, April 15, 2004 Keeping it real
Stef: You know tonight is the season finally of The Apprentice. It’s two-hour so you won’t miss the end.
Me: Well I live so close now that I only miss the recap of last week and a lil’ of the beginning.
Stef: Who do you think is gonna win… I think Bill, that white guy, is gonna win.
Me: I like Kwame more but I don’t think he is gonna win cause he has that crazy bitch on his team.
Stef: Yeah, when she came back to dinner after taking that call why didn’t she tell them what was going on?
Me: Cause she is a crazy bitch. I would have told her that she needs to tell me what is going on. Or I would have fired her ass. That is why Kwame might not win.
Stef: I like reality shows when it’s, realistic. (Stef’s phone rings) You know, not like people falling in love and shit. (answers her phone) Main Library…..
Me: Real shows like The Littlest Groom.
Like a true professional, Stef makes it through her call with out loosing her self in my laughter. Then as soon as she hangs up.
Stef: You suck.
Thursday, April 08, 2004 The Four Horsemen of Morrison
Porkchop, Robin, and Chairman Mike came over last night to check out the new place. Mike and Robin brought the traditional house-warming gift, 40oz malt liquors. I started cooking snacks while Robin put the gifts away and then the guys checked out the rest of my apartment.
We talked and laughed for awhile, then we ate. Jalapeno poppers and tiquitos. What else would I serve with malt liquor? Yes, we did play Tennis 2K2, but there was no name-calling or voices raised in anger. Porkchop dominated the court.
At some point we were talking about movies and I use the description “super-action-awesome”. And then I explained that I am now fluent in Japanese-commercial. We discussed the nipples and other body parts of several actresses. We all like ScarlettJohansson, and we all think Paris Hilton is a skank.
A good time was had by all, except for Paris Hitlon. Because as she reads this post, she now knows that she ain't gonna get none of this (as I smack my ass).
Wednesday, April 07, 2004 Peanizzle Butizzle Sanwizzle
MAN! I am all about peanut butter. You know how in coffee commercials they show a person smelling the coffee when they open it? Those people are about as happy about coffee as the Zest people are about soap. Well I am that way about peanut butter.
Opening a new container. After you remove the lid, all that remain between you and that sweet spread, is the vacuum seal. If you can peel that seal back in one solid piece then you will have snatched the pebble from my hand Grasshopper. Once the seal is removed (pieces or solid) you are now faced with the beautiful canvas of good-n-good (noun). I like to cut out as little of the smooth top as possible. After which, looking to the jar is like looking at a Yin Yang. The smooth surface, with the occasional bump ( EXTRA CRUNCHY) is order manifested as a spread (sweet spread). The carved, swirled area shows the chaos waiting to be unleashed. Until sandwich after sandwich the order is destroyed, leaving only beautiful mayhem.
Monday, April 05, 2004 Final Touch
After shopping at several discount and antique store in town, I found the perfect piece of furniture to complete my apartment. I now have a very nice breakfast table which I am using as my computer desk.
Never Home
I have trouble understanding how I got so busy. Now that I live closer to work and school, I assume that I would have more time. But it feels like I have less and I can't figure out why. Last night it hit me that I have started doing more because everything is so close now. It feels like I am never home. Lucky for me I just paid rent, bought a table, and this months bills should be arriving soon. So being broke ought to keep me at home for a while.
Thursday, April 01, 2004 What could I possibly need from the store at 10PM on a rainy Wednesday night?
12 pack of beer
2 quarts of ice cream (buy one, get one free)
1 bag of salad
1 bottle of salad dressing
1 colander
1 medium measuring cup with easy pour spout
1 ice cream scooper
