developed a habit...
I need pig organ soup now. Oh man, i've never craved so hard for something.
Had a nasty fall last night. I was playing charade and the phrase "a chip off the old block" came, excited i ran over the wet slippery floor to a bag of chips and promptly slipped ELEGANTLY to the floor with a soft puffing thud. Followed by a small whimper "ow". I twisted my right wrist palming my fall. Great, now i can't dance the cha cha.
I've decided to retire form majong. Even if i'm pulling all the right tiles and arranging my set for the best win, i'll still loose while waiting for my last tile to complete my set. After 2 days of loosing all my chips, i think i'll let the experts play while i'll make them coffee and disturb them around the majong table. If you can't beat them, irritate the fuck out of them.
hhmm, suddenly i have this great idea. How about we have a restaurant with a different concept. We serve people good food on a plane, and i mean the best shit, truffles, caviar, lobsters and all. Then we drop them with a parachute like in 007 movies to their city of choice. Imagine Getting on a plane in Japan, having a damn good meal and being shoved off for Paris in spring landing on a seat at some side walk cafe. Coolness. How they get back is up to them.
So hungry.....
if you steal my sunshine..
Had a nasty fall last night. I was playing charade and the phrase "a chip off the old block" came, excited i ran over the wet slippery floor to a bag of chips and promptly slipped ELEGANTLY to the floor with a soft puffing thud. Followed by a small whimper "ow". I twisted my right wrist palming my fall. Great, now i can't dance the cha cha.
I've decided to retire form majong. Even if i'm pulling all the right tiles and arranging my set for the best win, i'll still loose while waiting for my last tile to complete my set. After 2 days of loosing all my chips, i think i'll let the experts play while i'll make them coffee and disturb them around the majong table. If you can't beat them, irritate the fuck out of them.
hhmm, suddenly i have this great idea. How about we have a restaurant with a different concept. We serve people good food on a plane, and i mean the best shit, truffles, caviar, lobsters and all. Then we drop them with a parachute like in 007 movies to their city of choice. Imagine Getting on a plane in Japan, having a damn good meal and being shoved off for Paris in spring landing on a seat at some side walk cafe. Coolness. How they get back is up to them.
So hungry.....
if you steal my sunshine..
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