I Just Love This Picture

Sunday, January 25, 2009

NEVER SHAKE A BABY. YOU CAN BURP ONE, BUT DON'T SHAKE IT. THEY MAY BE SQUISHY AND TOTALLY PLIABLE, BUT THEY CAN'T TAKE A SHAKIN'. SO DON'T DO IT, OK ?? OK. CARRY ON....GO ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS.MOVE ALONG. NOTHING ELSE TO SEE HERE THE SHOW'S OVER JOHNNY,GO HOME AND SLEEP IT OFF.

DECEMBER 2008

Monday, January 19, 2009

Our Home


Deep Snow Yuck!

The Usual Suspects


The tree I got from Penny.



ARMADILLO CONSIGNMENT

Saturday, January 10, 2009







There is a great little shop on Greenwood Ave @ 125th, right next to Chef at Wok. Check out the funky pink vase I picked up for the DW today. The flowers I got @ Central Market, and arranged them myself. My Sweet Pea loves her new vase, but not to marry. The other photos are of other stuff I've purchased there in the past. The most I've ever paid for any of this stuff is 12 bux. They also sell furniture,CD & DVD's as well as womens clothes.
I try to patronize local shoppes when I can. My wife has forbidden me to go to thrift stores, or yard and garage salez, but I've got a loophole with the consignment store. They really do have some boppo cool stuff @ the Armadilla. Check it out sometime. TTFN



BALUT

Thursday, January 01, 2009


Balut: a fertilized duck egg that is a delicacy in many South East Asian countries. How far along the duckling is to being formed before it is eaten is a matter of personal taste. Ever since first heard of Balut, pronounced like galoot except with a B, I thought I'd like to try it. Well yesterday at work I got my chance. It wasn't too bad, kinda a cross between a hard boiled egg and chicken soup that needed salt. It did have some slightly glickky textures, but by the time I got to that point there wasn't much to do but swallow it, there was also the peer preasure and macho angle to live up to. I know it's strange but someday I'd like to eat dog meat,heck with all the taco trucks I've eaten at I've probably had it twice. But it's not the same. I wanna know I'm eatin' it. Preferably the dog that barks all the time next door. That would mean a good meal and a good nights sleep. OK, I made that part up, there is no neighbor dog that barks all night....not any more that is.

 
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