March 6, 2003
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yup, mardi gras was mardi gras. sean managed to miss the local neighborhood parade, but i can't just sit in the house all day, so me and the girls (a girl and her sister i know) went out to catch some beads or something...went out twice...in between food...
assholes parked on the yard again. we just ignored it this time....the fence will be going up soon. we thought we could be civil about it, but white trash is white trash and, well, shucks, i'm not gunna be the one who gets popped at for asking 'em to stay off the grass, again.
anyhoo. we got pegged with 4 blobs of silver beads. all three of us were just chillin, sitting on the curb, if something came our way, cool, if not, oh well. we had to duck when that sheet of silver beads came our way. and then, mr. dude behind the girl next to me was mumblin to her...then i heard "camo-girl" (i was wearing my army jacket), so i turned around. now, realise, i don't care about beads or more trinkets to clutter the house. so anyways and i don't like being rude so when dude easked if i wanted his beads i was like "uuuuuuuuh, sure." the girls didn't save me. so he gave me a blob of beads from his neck (eeeew), placed them on me himself. one fancy pieced one came off his neck so he's like "you want this one too?" and i'm like trying to ignore him, but it's like "oooooh, k", so he puts that one on my neck and then tries to swooftly ask my name...like it would matter. i just laughed and i'm like,(xanga:well, now, i can't tell you my real name)'death'. we left soon after that to go check on the dinner food we'd left in the oven. it was stuffed pork and chicken. i think as soon as it was smellable, it should have been taken out the oven and checked, but sean was too busy playing quake. so the stuffing was good and the meat was overcooked. whipped up some papas and broc. and caul.
photobooth, everything i ever dreamed of. i love it.
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death is a cool name anyways. hehe. xanga is mean.. it ate my post
Dang, and I thought the smell of roasting flesh was just a mental side effect of too many hits from the rocket launchers..
I want a photo booth picture.
So, you picking up guys at parades, huh. LOL
Sunday morning sounds cool with me. Maybe if we go real early we can get begniets first. Then work them off on the bike ride.
I'm sooo craving them since forever ago. I'm still a little stuffy but not too bad. I'm going stir crazy in the house. I want to get out and go, anywhere.
As for the roof, we got a leak upstaris in the bedroom and we had had a bad wind storm so coming from a family of roofers, I know that whenever something like that happens you can try and make a claim so we just called the insurance company and told them we had the leak. They came out and checked things and gave us the money to fix the ceiling in the room and the whole roof. We just got lucky, I think. I don't think that wind storm caused all of that damage. Some probably came from that bad hail storm like 2 years ago. So, it won't hurt to call and have them come out and look, that's what they're there for.
It's funny, I was thinking about you last night. Don't take that wrong. It's because of your screen name, "Death." My kids have this fun GameCube game called Animal Crossing which is kinda like The Sims for kids, and you create a town and name it, and create characters, and it's actually fun and a bit addictive. So, anyway, I joined in, and since my older daughter created a city called "Hell" and her character's name is "Angel," I created a city called Heaven and another one simply named Earth. In heaven, the character's name is God, and on Earth, it's Jesus. It sounds weird, but when you start getting into conversations with the little animal creatures in the game, it becomes hilarious. And I thought, I bet "Death" would get a real kick out of playing the game as "Death" especially since your character would be this overly-cute little Playschool looking person walking around named "Death." The conversations would be like, a little Hello Kitty character would walk up and say, "Oh, hello Death. I thought I recognized you. Aren't you a friend of Jesus? I saw him just yesterday. He was on his way to Earth." Etc.
I just thought it was funny. I guess you had to be there. *sigh*
er, sounds like fun was had by all. too bad the christians are sacrificing all the good things in life to make up for the sinners' sins...
kool
dickcarter, good
sounds like fun
Throw me something mistah!
Atlantic Standard? What, are you in the ocean????
Um, anyway... Mardi Gras was Mardi Gras, and I think that's about the best thing that can be said about it. Ours is different, of course (read: lamer). How do you explain to a girl that, while she is attractive and seems like a nice person, you really don't care to see her tits for the super-special Texas beads you have?
(I compromised and looked at her tits, but she got the flashing cowboy beads instead of the TX ones.)
namaste: just wonder when the little girls will decide mystery over couth...that is good you didn't give up your TX ones!!! i didn't even bother to wear my special bought necklace the second time we went out and i got admired (egyptian boy/king heads necklace for sean, girl egyptian/cleopatra for me). i don't do boobs for beads. i get enough beads with my toothy smile and camo, obviously.j/k and yeah, i live in atlantis, shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't tell anyone.
jjdavis: a world where death rules...ah, that'd be nice. i have a similar create your own world thing, it's egyptian. i've mentioned it before...pharoah i think it is called. i saw it the other day with another cd. i think with a part 2, for a dirt cheap price...but we can't find the cd section when we go to that particular store now. death's alternative worlds/planets would be lead by mephistoles (cause it sounds cool), famine, and pestilence, there was a third horseman...what was that name...fam, pest....gaw, um tip of the tongue but not coming out. oh well!
spidey: yae!, ok, sean and i will pick up beignets, you guys want any of the cafe au lait or hot cocoa, or you got some thing at home. i figure me and sean will be getting some cafeaulait. ok, so, you want to pick up meat or we can both pick up meat? you have crackers; we have cheese and desserts. figure we can all pick up our own drinks? you still want to bike ride, or you wanna walk or you wanna bring everything and make that decision later? and yeah, we goin out to the folks' even though derek won't be able to do those back brakes and whatever else. i guess that weekend i'll stay home and paint or something and sean can go up there and just take care of it, who knows?! AND you will get to take photobooth pics the weekend of the chili cook-off!!! maybe we can try to cram all 6 of us in a picture...maybe not.
dick carter: yeah, many catholics celebrate that i think. i don't and noone i know does because none of us are religiously inclined. i was amazed the first time i ever came to new orleans. i had never seen so many catholic steeples, "saint this" and "saint that" in my whole 18-year-old life at the time. never saw so many bars in my life, all allowing 18 year olds to drink. i am 32 this year, and now i realise this is the smelliest city i have ever been to. but that isn't saying much.
great pics..u 2 are a cute couple!
At least you didn't have to show the boobings.
One of these days I'll make it to Mardi Gras.
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