Showing posts with label smoked salmon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label smoked salmon. Show all posts

Monday, June 27, 2011

Wally World never fails to amuse

Internet will not allow me to post pictures.

Walked down to the rabbit warren, first time out of the apartment in a week, to test the back problem issue.

Went well.

There were hordes of Chinese in a tent put up by Coca-Cola drinking Coca-Cola and taking videos of a Coca-Cola display. I am starting to wonder if the Coca-Cola formula for China is not a bit different than what is sold in the rest of the world as I have never seen anyone line up for it and go through a tent taking pictures before.

We met our usual asshat at the bar where we buy coffee and he told me he is from Miami. Not even close dude. He could not pronounce Miami. And he is returning to the US to go to school in Boston, BU. That sounded just a bit pretentious. And then he could not pronounce pasta arrabbiata and that was what he was making for dinner. With no peppers,  as he showed us his groceries. Then he said he was really from Ft. Lauderdale. This is why I just think everything here is phoney including the  people. He is from Florida like I am from Texas. Although I do have the blond hair.

As the being out in public was great we went on to Shaanxi Lu and bought 2 orchids which we had potted, a mint plant and a clear glass vase for 17 US dollars. What a deal.

We have movies at home and Big Daddy is making comfort food with leftovers and a snack of smoked salmon and toast points. Comfort food is hash and salad. Punkin Head is checking on my dental appointments and we need to start thinking of a car to buy.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Yowzah

3 more days and counting.

Spacer in and so far only irritation.

Punkin Head and I cleaned the coffee maker, special european thing, and I think it may work again. Only took us a couple hours.

Not going well on the packing, running out of space. Punkin Head promised to stuff all the shit in somehow, or make the lady do it.

Nails, bank and Farms Market tommorrow. Then stuffing more shit in the bags.

Big Daddy is making fun of me. He asked me to buy his groceries for his apartment in Shanghai from my house in Grosse Pointe. And I did. And how is it my fault the smoked salmon turned out to be a 2 pound frozen fish. I think he should be thankful it was folded in half when they delivered it. Not my fault your freezer is tiny.