Best things about being home

(I'll save the worst things for when I talk to you in person)

A. My dad saying 'fuck!"
B. My mom saying"cunt"
C. Talking major major trash with my high school science teacher.
D. Did I really eat a deep fried pork chop?
E. Ranier beer!
F. Of course the thrift stores.
G. Swimming every day in a beautiful lake.
H. When my brother asked me if I wanted a hummer.
"Uh..."
"I mean do you want a bowl to take with you?"
"OH! That I will take."

Island of Dr. Moreau

Turns out that when my dog is in charge, we wake up at 6 am.

Nothing about 6am says "vacation" to me. We are going to have to work on this. Or take more naps.

F minus

Hilarious!

Random picture Monday

For whatever disgusting reason, I have been obsessively looking at pictures of gallstones on the internet. They somehow ride the line between totally gross and completely enchanting.

Alhambra Blvd, Tuesday night

Last night while riding my bike down Alhambra to go to the Pine Cove (don't ask), I was, uh, assaulted. A mini-van swerved into the bike lane in front of me and stopped about 3 feet from the curb. I made an incredibly stupid decision and decided to go between the van and the curb, figuring that they MUST be friends. When I rode up to it, a guy opened the side door and jumped out. He had a fistful of dollars. Then he saw the look on my face and said "Oh my god, we scared you." and then he turned to the woman driving and said, "She's scared!" I said to the woman, "Wouldn't you be?" and then I rode on my way. To the Pine Cove, which sucked in a completely different way.

Two things

1. Lucky Day

I got a 99 bone refund from my internet provider and then found a buck while walking the dog. For those of you who can't add, that is one free Benjamin.

2. Rule of Thumb

If I see you trolling for whores in my neighborhood, I won't date you. It's as simple as that.

Burning up!

Man, the fourth was HOT. I traveled from a hot bbq to a really hot, but incredibly fun house party then rode home and passed out it my so so hot bedroom. Sometime in the middle of the night I gave up and moved downstairs, which is still hot but not brain addling so.

104° today. I cannot believe that I am looking forward to work and its delicious air conditioning. Then I may be able to eat. I am starving, but nothing sounds good. I guess that is the side effect of a midnight veggie dog wrapped in fake bacon and grilled.

After work, I am going to have to bite the bullet and spend a hot hour in my bedroom trying to cool it down. I need sleep.

The Girl that loves Sandwiches

Sacramento has an extremely high sandwich bar.
There are some delicious sandwiches here and it is truly beautiful.
The oyster po' boy at Sandra Dees made me cry with joy the first time I had it. I have composed songs in it honor.
I eat at Dad's every week and goodammit, I love those people.
I love Frenchy and his sandwiches and I will eat the fuck out of a super torta anyday. Try me.
I am not trying to hurt any feelings or lessen the impacts that these sandwiches have had on my life,BUT


the absolutely greatest sandwich in town is from Sampino's Towne Foods. Yes, I so just said it.


Oh, plus, it's funnier if you pronounce it town-y. At least to me.