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Habitat for Profanity

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Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November …

It is that time again.  You know the one I am talking about … cults of insanity.  No, I am not going to even attempt to do NaNoWriNo after my eight word masterpiece (otherwise known as The November 2009 Epic Fail) but I really need to get back into the groove of writing/blogging every day. When all else fails, there is always another freaking meme going around.  This time it is a 30-day challenge that has been going around on all the kewl fuckers blogs.  While I am usually not a follower, I am wearing my T-shirt for the next 30 days.  Hopefully, this will not be bloggercide.

Here goes nothing something.   The topic for day 1  is something you hate about yourself.  Who did this?  Really?  Why can’t we start off with something easy like What did you do on summer vacation? Boo. Hiss.  And Other Expletives.  Eureka!  That’s it!  Believe it or not, I hate my casual and frequent use of profanity.  It has been a lifelong struggle.  Sybil smacked me in the mouth and washed it out with Lava soap more times than I can count.  Like Hemingway said of his efforts in The Sun Also Rises, I have tried to reduce profanity, but I have to admit that I like its cathartic effect.  I believe that honesty is always the best policy, and there are times that I aim to be abusive, blasphemous, and expressive.  Simply put, profanity provides relief.  I Read Banned Books is my outlet, sanctuary, and habitat for profanity … it always has been and always will be.  Yes, I know I do not need to use profanity but there are times when I want to use it.  Show some respect for my use of expletives, and remember that not only am I going to hell but I will be driving the bus.

Please note the absence of profanity in this post.  Well, butter my buns and call me Biscuit!

Food for the Soul

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I was born a poor black child.  I remember the days, sittin’ on the porch with my family, singin’ and dancin’ down in Mississippi.

What?

I might as well have been because I love me some soul food.

Boog and I went to Las Vegas’ own M & M Soul Food Cafe for a late lunch today.  Let’s just say that they “satisfied my appetite … while soothing my soul.”

Looka for yourself.

smothered fried chicken wangs

Mac & cheese, BEP, and yams

liver and onions

Smothered pork chop

Oh, yes, we did eat it all … along with some cornbread pancakes and sweet tea.  We did not manage to get the desserts down until much later at home.  Yes, of course, we had sweet potato pie and peach cobbler.

Now, someone hand me the antacid because I have some wicked heartburn.

Bon Appetite (Fat Gives Things Flavor)

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Go see Julie & Julia. Like this classic Saturday Night Live sketch, it is exceedingly entertaining and will not disappoint. Afterward, you will be jonesing for some beef bourguignon. Right now though, I am thinking of the following (which was not uttered in the movie but has always been a favorite of mine):

Find something you are passionate about and keep tremendously interested in it.

~ Julia Child

Have I Told You Lately That I Love …

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… PARSNIPS? Yes, I do … especially the phallic, NSFW ones.  I am considering a name change to Parsniperella and forming a band called Parsnipity with my favorite parsnip lovers.  Our first songs were written by Cylithria and Topsurf on Plurk tonight.  If you don’t get it, you had to be there.

If you want my parsnip…..and ya think it’s sexxxxxy…..come on sugar let me know.

You gotta fight…..for your right….to PARRRSNIP!!!

Never had a doubt in the beginning….all the silly things we did you made me parsnips, parsnips …is sorry but I’m just thinking of the right words to say I know they didn’t taste like you wanted them to….the parsnips, the parsnips … just when you think you got it down your heart securely tied and bound you whisper….parsnips in the dark!


… THE TERRORIST? Even though he is highly allergic to humans, has the worst environmental allergies and bacterial infection right now, and has a cyst on his stumper that must be surgically removed soon, he still makes me feel like the best human in the world when he is not scratching and moaning but sleeping like a snuggle buddy.

… FLEA FLY? My little sister done gone and got herself knocked up again by a Louisiana State Trooper and will have a shotgun wedding.  Don’t worry; she will stop drinking soon.  I am thrilled to be the matron of honor and tickled pink to be the godmother.

… PESTER? He has the bipolar, the twitches, and now the diabeetus, but he allows me to make fun of him on this blog and loves me both in spite of and because of my psycho hose beastishness.

… WINE? Despite what any of you are thinking right about now after trying to put together to pieces of this puzzled post, I wrote this one stone cold sober with the help of my friends.  I wish I could blame it on the alcohol.

Who or what do you love?

New York Makes Someone Happy

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And so do good times with good people, good jazz, good food, and good drinks.  See:

Make someone happy,
Make just one someone happy;
Make just one heart the heart you sing to.
One smile that cheers you,
One face that lights when it nears you,
One girl you’re ev’rything to.

Fame if you win it,
Comes and goes in a minute.
Where’s the real stuff in life to cling to?
Love is the answer,
Someone to love is the answer.
Once you’ve found her, build your world around her.

Make someone happy,
Make just one someone happy,
And you will be happy, too.

I love even the turrible, turrible when I have had enough mint-based refreshments.  Mo-hee-toes FTW!

The Password Is …

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… if I told you, I would have to kill you.

New York continues to be a fucking blast.  Highlights today included:

  • An apple fritter the size of my head
  • An evil whisper in Grand Central Station
  • A little blue box from Tiffany’s
  • A dead tortoise at the Central Park Zoo
  • A freak walking around with a framed picture of Michael Jackson
  • Stale street vendor pretzels
  • Blond trophies on Broadway
  • Dual Plurking lapops next to my bestie in the same bed in the same room
  • Having Topsurf join our New York adventure
  • Dying and going to Shrimp Heaven
  • Get beads without flashing my tata’s … twice
  • Meeting Yoon and hearing her yell:  Does it look like I peed in my pants?
  • Drinking martinis at a great locals place with a 43 page drink menu
  • Planning out our next day’s adventures … you’ll have to revisit to find out what happens.

New Yorkstruck

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However, The City That Never Sleeps is even better than I anticipated.  Today was a blast.  First day highlights included a real car ride from JFK to Port Authority, a trip to Soho for breakfast at a French bistro, a jaunt through Washington Square, a walk on the boardwalk at Coney Island, a late lunch at a neighborhood cafe, brief afternoon nappage, and an evening stroll to Times Square for people watching and my first slice of authentic New York pie with a cheesecake dessert.

Who knows what tomorrow brings?  Something tells me I am going to continue to love this place.