… May 12, 2013! Untouched & unedited!
Author Archives: danistrulytheman
got a tractor parked out front!
… tractor slash motherfucking backhoe!! Parked directly in front of my house. Across the street. Going on four day now. No shit!!
0̷ Drop
Needing new gear for my feet, went with zero drop … the latest technological advancement for runners. And there’s plenty of articles with differing points of view … all I know personally, it was a no-brainer … since I didn’t have a runner’s background, I wouldn’t have to transition to zero drop, it’s been my natural running gait all along. The running I’ve been doing for the past couple of months have been in my flat shit shoes … minimalist is my middle name. And, I can tell you after a quick trial run on the street last night, I absolutely LOVE LOVE them!! Check ’em out … my brand spanking new sweet Saucony Virratas in my civvies … Thanks for the early-birdie Tiff!!
Happy Birthday Sohail!!
… happy birthday motherfucker!! Only ’cause it may embarrass you … and ’cause I CAN!! 😈
give me reason to fill this hole connect this space between
in every loss in every lie
in every truth that you deny
and each regret and each goodbye
Spicy Sriracha!!
Spicy is right! I think garlic is what separates it from other hot sauces I’m accustomed to, and this is the real rooster sauce. Recipe’s my creation; Shanghai thick noodles, braised Baby Bok Choy, beef stock, BBQ pork, and tilapia … TILAPIA? … lol, had a few frozen fillets, figured it be a good time to use them … oh, and I had everything on hand except the Baby Bok Choy (a huge bag’s worth set me back $2.17 – great value), and y’all know how I love using what I have in my fridge/freezer/pantry, creating healthy, fun dishes. For a couple of bucks Tiff and I ate well today, AND have leftovers for tomorrow … yep, this one’s def a winner!
whoaa, that’s a shitload of Sriracha
the rooster, cock-a-doodle-doo
simply sublime
Almond Milk?!
… I barely believe it myself … danistrulythealmondmilkman, lol?!?! Snagged some organic golden flaxseed, and Tunisian Dates too … PLUS, more fun purchases to come! I will fess my ignorance re: almond milk … when I poured some into my Vitamix, was a clear liquid – like water … didn’t have a clue, didn’t see the SHAKE WELL BEFORE SERVING on the carton … what a fucking doofus, lol!! 😳
here’s the proof …
Spinach and Cheese Frittata!!
OK, it was gonna be this (and sorry I forgot the name of this cheese. I do know it’s a hard cheese from Italy, and it’s very hard to source), but I had fresh tomatoes, and decided to throw in hot peppers to add some zip … but doesn’t Spinach and Cheese Frittata just SOUND better, lol? A few pics, enjoy!
love the layer of tomatoes …
slides off easily, from pan to plate …
a couple wedges … love the spinach …
WHOAAA … that don’t even elicit a response????
… you fucking kidding me?? S’ok folks, go back to your old-time-standby-shit … your ABBA, or your whatever the hell it is … not seeing the forest for the trees along the way … by this time tomorrow you’ll get back to the cold …
By this time tomorrow, I’ll be taking pills for pain
By this time tomorrow, I won’t love you like today
By this time tomorrow, I’ll fear the break of day
By this time tomorrow, I’ll have pissed away my pay
By this time tomorrow, I’ll be lonely yet again
Don’t you leave me, like you did before
I know I hurt you, when I said I needed more
By this time tomorrow, you’ll aim to miss your foot
By this time tomorrow, I’ll barely even look
By this time tomorrow, you’ll do what you been told
By this time tomorrow, you’ll get back to the cold
I’m gonna leave you, like I did before
You know you hurt me, when you said you needed more
By this time tomorrow, I’ll add wrinkles to my face
By this time tomorrow, I’ll only have a taste
By this time tomorrow, I’ll be nearly falling down
By this time tomorrow, you’ll be trying to dodge the ground
Don’t you leave me, like you did before
I know I hurt you, when I said I needed more
By this time tomorrow, I’ll be taking pills for pain
By this time tomorrow, I swear I’ll be okay
By this time tomorrow, you’ll bend me ’till I fold
By this time tomorrow, I’ll say goodbye cruel world
Don’t you leave me, like you did before
I know I hurt you, when I said I needed more
“thank you, Watson, you know, some people without possessing genius have a remarkable knack for stimulating it” – Sherlock Holmes
“well, it’s an insult and a boast” – Joan Watson
Don’t stop believin’
… hold on to the feelin’ … GREAT song, heard it this morning on my three minute drive to the gym, turned it LOUD … talk about getting pumped for my workout or what! And btw, that’s when Journey was STILL Journey … not some bullshit Steve Perry-less incarnation being passed off as Journey!
Some will win
Some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues
RIP Dr. G …
… such a sad day, you’ll be forever missed … ain’t no one hoppin’ in yer seat replacing yer skills anytime soon, and STILL, am yellin’ SHETTY ’bout the whole fucking thing to anyone who will listen!! I wish you well, enjoy your Retirement In Peace my friend!
what’s it called when you always have your mouth open??
… goofy?! JOKING JOKING … talking ’bout the inability to close your mouth, having a open mouth perpetually! Waiting my turn in line at the grocery store, saw a cashier having this condition/infliction, and it’s something you don’t see often. She did have big/lots of teeth … ain’t even sure that’s the cause?! Anyways, did feel bad for her … life’s hard enough without enduring that shit … sorry honey!
I’m all out of hope, one more bad dream could bring a fall
When you hear the music you make a dip
Into someone else’s pocket then make a slip
Steal a car and go to Las Vegas oh, the gigolo pool
I’m on a bus on a psychedelic trip
Reading murder books tryin’ to stay hip
Got no human grace your eyes without a face
Such a human waste your eyes without a face
And now it’s getting worse
Yes I’m bein’ followed by a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow
painted faces fill the places I can’t reach
I’ve been roamin’ around always lookin’ down at all I see
Starbucks Spell Fail!!
… uhmm, a made up word? Ok, so spelling’s not their (Maria, Mahaffey, or Ester – take your pick) strong suit … but DAMN MOFOS, they make a mean Cinnamon White Chocolate Mocha … I LOVE that brevage, lol!!
“I don’t know what it is, but something doesn’t smell right” – concerned Sobeys customer
… “Yeah, it was the salad” – unconcerned Sobeys employee. It’s never been on my list of go to stores. Allow me to politely and delicately explain. I find the clientele to consist of people I normally don’t see shopping in other grocery stores … a store where patrons proudly sport socks ‘n sandals like it’s nobody’s business. Can’t even tell you the number of times I’ve seen women with big-ass hair rollers pushing their buggies (I know who you are – have you no shame, lol?), parading about as they would if they were home alone, out of view of scrutinizing eyes. Newsflash Nellie: ya ain’t, lol! But this stench of spoiled food, Sobeys salad gone bad saga (and I ain’t exaggerating – that shit REEKED) wafting through-out store was the final straw … but not before I plugged my nose, quickly grabbed groceries I came to get, paid and vamoosed … THEN, it was the last straw!! 😛
a wheelbarrow challenged gardener is what I am
… and ’cause of this, I’ve got a broken back (ok, so NOT broken … but danisembellishmentpermitted VERY VERY SORE!! … goes nicely with my green thumb, don’t ya think?), at least a hundred 10 gallon buckets worth filled with dirt and then carried 20 metres to my mound broken back is what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Pity me, please! 😥
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