Cilantro it away

This is what happens when I say to my husband, “I want prawn fried rice from the Thai place but NO CILANTRO and if it comes back to me with cilantro, so help me Harry Potter, you will want to go into hiding because I know where you keep your testicles.”

This is what happens when I ask for prawn fried rice with no cilantro

Happy Friday!

September 29, 2006 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 10 Comments 

More time lost to googling

This was pilfered from Ariel (whose last poetry shindig I had to miss because I had two babies here). Type in your name and “last I heard [he/she] was” and check out the results.

Mine were:

Last I heard she was still wailing for a candy bar.

The last I heard, she was living in the Bristol Hotel, which is regarded as one of the premier hotels — if not THE premier hotel — in Paris…

Last i heard she was into alot of different drugs..

Last I heard, she was stumping for his (ultra-liberal) opponent

Last I heard she was with a keeny price but i dont know if she is still with him

The last I heard, she was still smoking, stealing, and practicing wicca…

Last I heard she was living on her son’s life insurance settlement…

Last I heard she was a prostitute in Cleveland somewhere and was in the hospital

Last I heard she was on a TV show called Kitty Party. Ironical eh? ;)

Last I heard she was directing midget porn

Of all the results, the last one is the most disconcerting. It’s called little-people porn, folks.

September 27, 2006 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 3 Comments 

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