Friday, January 20, 2012

Eats, Times, Life.



Eats, Times, Life was an homage to Beats, Rhymes, Life... in case you didn't... Check the Rhyme. Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk!

I had decided to give the pork recipe in the Chinese Food cookbook a try. Third try, third fail. The last recipe attempt will involve steak. If it fails too, I will rainch the steak off, throw some A1 on it and 'squoze' it next to some mashed potatoes. I ain't playin' no more!

I had such an interesting dream a few nights ago... about a female police officer helping me to catch an evasive hairy brown tarantula hiding in my sheets. According to the Dream Interpreter, something is bugging me and I need to get things sorted out. For that reason, I started a dream journal, in case my slumber stories reveal more about the enigma that is me.

Dreamscapes after that included: 
Getting lost in a shopping mall looking for my camera to take to a New Edition concert, finding a kitten wrapped in a blanket on my window ledge like some squirrels had planted him there, working at a whorehouse where the Madame was a deaf girl, a spitting contest from moving cars in a public parking lot, me and Q-Tip hanging out in a church acting like BFFs, and last night... saving my pet bunny (which morphed from a kid, to a bunny, to a cat) from the evil butler, then escaping through the bushes in a zig-zag path to avoid drug dealers.

Whew!

Some nights ago, I had an epiphany. But it was so deep, and so personal, that I refuse to tell this (lonely) blog the crazy details. 

Don't you hate it when someone tells you they have something to tell you, that they never intend to tell you? Here's the distraction I refer to as the "Stop Effin' With Chinese Food and Go for What You Know!" picture.


Can't go wrong when you throw jalapenos on somethin!
In this case: Taco Fixins over Cilantro-Lime Brown Rice.

Mmmmm, S'good!