kaprow strikes again - are you kidding me?

so as you all know, my last tango with kaprow was anything less than extraordinary. in fact, i believe my last words were "thai hot" before tucker and i went head to head, battling our bellies into a 24 hour, very painful abyss. you would think after such a violent engagement i would have learned my lesson...YOU WOULD THINK. no no, because yesterday after consuming a vast amount of kaprow chicken, i awoke at 5am with such wicked pains in my stomach that d's last words were "do you need immodium?"

let's just be honest here. there is NOTHING in the world like thai food. in fact, d and i do a little dance of joy (no shoes) everytime a new place opens in our hood, with the hope that their phad thai will be "spot on." but now i must digress. it's not for the faint of heart. if you are a newcomer, this food will tear you up something fierce if you are unsupervised.

take this as my warning to all who may love thai. if a cuisine gives you "levels" from which to choose in degrees of spiciness, do not select level "thai hot." if the name of the cuisine is being used to represent the pinnacle of spiciness, you should take that as an indication that it might not be your best option.

i'm wonderwoman and supergirl all rolled into one

thank you for your brilliant blogging jessi and jones. now i can go through 2007 thinking that i can: A) fly and B) beat the crap out of anything that moves. life is just getting good...no no, GRRRRRRR8!

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tucker crunked!

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i just found this little tidbit. proves that you can dress the tuckeroni up butchoo can't take his ass out! hahhaa. i think we were all pretty whacked out that ridiculous evening...d being the worst of usall. mishaps do happen, but when you can't find a john and a paper coffee cup is all you've got...ehem...it makes for good bloggin material =)

hello, this thing on?

i wish my baby still blogged...

farewell y'all!!

it's been a crazy journey here at zen, but i have to say that i'm definitely leaving with great feelings and friendships! this has definitely been an amazing experience for me and quite frankly, has flown by with such incredible force!

for the next few days i'll be hitting the road and perhaps the bottle after the three littles ones are through with me hahaha. i have the pleasure of baby-sitting my three joys: christian, kayla, and baby jordan for the next several days. during this time i fully expect bmoney, sonjay and jonesy to keep my man occupied with any of the following activities:

1 - beer drinking
2 - online poker playing...oh hell, how about live poker playing?
3 - food munching
4 - bungee jumping
5 - bar crawling...

ok, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

friend, i am going to miss you so ridiculously much! i love u so much and am sad to say bye bye, but i'll be back before you know it!! until then...MUAH MUAH MUAH MUAH MUAH!!!!! I LOVE U!!!!

my neck...my back...my neck and my back

sooooOOOOOooo...it's my first day back since my horrendous muscle spasm debacle in my back. it's so ridiculous how these things can leave you incapacitated for three days, unable to so much as fart or laugh because of the gentle rocking action that takes place during and after each activity...and the lingering pain that follows. if any of you have ever had serious back pain, spasms, etc. my only advice is to hit an urgent care facility ASAP.

So d practically carries me to the car and i edge my way into the seat...not comfortably mind you, but we get the job done. we get to the urgent care facility wait for the boatload of people before us to finish up, and finally meet the two women who will bring comfort and peace back into my life. interestingly, i do have to commend our nurse on one thing - no woman has ever made an ever so slight moustache look so nice. she takes out a needle and i am honestly staring at her in disbelief. she injects this thing into into my muscle and i'm seriously flipping out, clutching onto d for dear life. she does the dirty deed, and our early to mid 40s doctor who is with child and feeling it, tells me that i have muscle spasms all up my back and will need to be on 4 different types of medication aside from the shot of steroids. so i'm completely whacked out right now on darvocet (narcotics), flexeril (muscle relaxers), 800mg of ibuprofen, and of course more methylprednisolone (steroids) to keep the inflammation down.

to make a long story short, if i have spoken to any of you within the past three days, chance are i don't remember...sorry =)

muah!

sneaky cube farting...

BUT SERIOUSLY...

there is barely a wall separating us, and it's not really a wall at all, now is it? and it's not like she's sitting with 4 walls and a door. it's as public as walking into the middle of a restaurant and farting next to some tables...i'm like dayem woman! this stinks, both figuratively and literally

in the calm words of brandon ryan, all i have to say is this:
there is a difference between a fart that smells like shit and smelling shit. this is effing heinous. it's not even like smelling just shit...no, that would be too easy. this is like smelling an adult sized diaper filled with poo that has been left out for a few days in the sun.

i'm dying. what do i do? do i leave? do i gag. do i cough? do i walk over there and say "look, i know your ass is 64, but seriously, was that accetable behavior?" and it's not like we're close friends because then it would be ok. it's like that sick twisted desire in all of us to catch a glimpse of what our closest friends have unleashed, yeah for like a second...you all know you're guilty of it. but then as soon as that first odor wafts into your nostrils you're like...GET ME THE EFF OUTTA HERE!!!

but she's such a dayem cute little lady. how can i do anything but smile.