Archive for July 6, 2007

Can you tell I’m bored? I need a freakin’ life…

And YOU need to get your mind out of the gutter because I’m not talking about the statue of David, either!!

BUT ANYWAY…

The whole house situation is turning into a WWE RAW-fest and so push came to shove so I rented a storage space thing.. rented a moving van.. picked up my girlfriends’s husband :: and no.. I didn’t have to rent him! :: and went to the house to get my stuff.

I was anticipating a confrontation with Psycho Boy and if I was by myself I probably would have gotten one. And even though TJ’s a pretty big dude, that’s not the reason why I needed him. I just had ALOT of heavy stuff that needed to be moved so…

Anyway… Psycho Boy actually took off right after we rolled up so there was no drama.

But all that isn’t the damn point…

There’s a fig tree in the yard and there must be a few hundred figs starting to grow.

Everytime I have to stop there I make sure I check the tree out. Shut Up.. it’s cool watching things you plant grow, freak!

So I’m checking it out and I happen to notice.. high up towards the top.. underneath a huge leaf.. a ripe fig!

You know.. I just have to say here that one would think.. WOULD THINK.. that a 499.99 Crackberry would take a HELL of a better picture then it does. Alright.. so I got it for free but STILL!

Anyway.. so yea. That’s a pretty decent sized fig and one that being eaten by the squirrels and birds and possums.. it probably thought it had a chance at life but nah. Got my grubby little hand on it first!

So I took it inside and cut it open.. just to make sure there wasn’t any kind of freaky little bugs inhabiting it …

There wasn’t.. and yep! It was just as delishious as it looks!

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•.Damn, it’s great to be Italian!

 

Random Information

Posted: July 6, 2007 in Old Blogs
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So… you know when it’s like 3am and you can’t sleep so you start flipping around cable?

And you know how after clicking through the 900 channels for the third time it finally dawns on your simple ass that there’s just as much NOT on at 3am then there is at 8pm .. and why the hell are you spending something like 120.00 bucks a month for something that you can’t watch when you could be buying shoes?

Ok.. wait.. that’s what goes through MY mind.. Mi dispiace.

Anyway.. so then the lighbulb goes off in your head and you remember that you also have ON DEMAND so you check that out and there’s even LESS on.

Or so you think.. well, or so I thought. There is actually some pretty random information on there and this is one of them. And it’s about Tuna.

Yep.. I said tuna.

Okay.. so tuna meat :: is that what it’s called? Just doesn’t seem right! :: is really, really red. It’s really, really red because a tuna never stops moving and so their bodies and their blood are chocked filled with oxygen…

Getting into now, arentcha? Hmm? Hmm? Yea.. you know you are!!

Anyway.. so when the tuna is caught :: yea.. don’t want to actually think about THAT :: it’s frozen and then it’s not so red anymore. It’s kinda brown. Which is not appealing to the consumer. Right? Right.

So what the fishmongers ::  love that word :: do.. is ADD CARBON MONOXIDE to the tuna to make it red again. See there?

Now apparently, doing that isn’t harmful to the people actually eating the tuna but I just thought that was kinda fucked up. I mean.. I don’t eat it anyway.. but it still seems pretty fucked up.

So word of advice:

KNOW YOUR FISHMONGER!

Actually.. that was their advice. Mine is to just catch your damn own!

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Can You See Me Biting My Lip?

Posted: July 6, 2007 in Old Blogs
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Yknow.. sonofaBITCH!

So.. earlier.. I get a phone call from the idiot in San Diego. Was actually having a pretty mild day :: considering the last few :: until then.

I’m not going to go into the whole conversation because I’ll just get pissed off again.

Here’s the thing…

If you going to insist I do something that goes against my grain then you better be fucking standing behind me to catch me when I inevitably fall.

… and that’s SO not going to happen

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•. Yea.. grow some balls and try pushing harder next time