Osakatomebaby

I could have drank a gallon of this stuff this morning. One of those all night student/school parties. Dear god. And there were even some loonies that went bowling after the 4 hours of karaoke. Did I really sing Fujiyama mama? Did anyone think that was weird? They hadn't heard it before. My rendition of "Just a Gigalo" went over well at least. But then, it always does. I must have sung more because my throat is the size of a pear. Yikes. So I had breakfast which today consisted of the grossest thing I could find at the conbini and which turned out to be quite good. That could get to be a problem. Kind of want another one. That and a bag of these things that are kind of like Thai cheetoes from hell. And they claim to have an even hotter one. Holy frijole.

Every time we're getting ready to have a school party we think, gosh we ought to do this more often, this'll be fun. Then the next day in the clear light of dawn...fortunately I can kvetch to Canon.

Speaking of whom, came across these the other day. Since it was his birthday this week (Happy Birthday!) thought I'd share...

This one I like to call "Brain Bucket" in honor of the waiter at this sports bar in DC who thought that was the funniest thing he ever said:



Canon & moi:



And I have to admit. I have no idea who this guy is. Canon?



As long as we're doing photos, I finally uploaded stuff from the ski trip and India (what I have, it's not much). Enjoy.