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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Sunday, January 18, 2004 Marnie Another johnny blog, go Santa Fe, yay! Saturday, January 17, 2004 Hard things to rely on. Medicine balls, kettlebells, steel blades, cinder blocks, tree limbs, kali sticks, two stroke engines, ratchet sets, power tools and chaos are my friends. Demanding, aggressive, changeable and not swayed by logic. No, tending to wild cats and dealing with drunk customers isn't so different. Especially in negotiating the feeding of both. It's just that the drunks are dumber than the cats. Maybe that explains why i've been making chicken noises around the kitchen recently.
I think it's about time i read Faust.
The price of iceburg lettuce from CA has jumper to $9 a head. My theory? They tried to use them for energy and failed. Don't make me go to Vegas I think i'll just skip the whole flying to Vegas during a two day long drinking 21st birthday. Friday, January 16, 2004
Pussy Pucker Pots, because my motorcycle leather isn't the only thing chapping down here in New Mexico. ...with a monkey A tiny fez. I could wear it to work where it would sit jautily at an angle on my head amongst my spikes and people will order pizza from me. Tuesday, January 13, 2004
Three drunk fucks tipped my bike last friday (was it the rainbow pussy cat sticker?), someone left gum in the tip jar (was it the incomprehensibly drunk pansies unsatisfied with the price of a slice as we repeated it three times to them?), and the metal of the ice box (as lynn observed) and the metal of the walk-in fridge (as i observed) dents easily when you punch it.
He called my working at the pizza place heroic because i had to wear a face mask. Well at least it's not a hair net- and they certainly don't ask me to sell my soul and the work doesn't crush it. Monday, January 12, 2004 Green Chili Beer, Steak, Pizza, Burgers, Sushi, Ice Cream, Soup, Quiche, Jerky, Jam, Casserole, Con Queso, Chicken, Stew, Eggs, Salsa, Turkey, Rice, Pork...Anything else?
I like my drink like i like my women, but, aren't i traife?
Harry Potter Hand Puppets or Harry Potter Pupper Pals 2 (because the sequel is better).
Always have a coffee grinder or blender on hand when making boring telephone calls to companies about them taking your money.
This is like the time i had all my underwear strung across my bedroom in highschool by The Cats- only easier to take down and cheaper. Ah, memories. Where did i put all that popcorn i was going to put in Mus' truck? Sunday, January 4, 2004
I had my first frito pie the other day. The lady that invented the dish in a chips bag still works at the five and dime off of the plaza for about $8 an hour. She’s in her seventies now. She sits in a corner booth at a local bar and has her cosmo and keeps to herself.
The dog won’t stop licking my pants. Even when they don’t have pizza on them. Things I learnt from the Pizza Chef other than how to make Pizza. Halle Me Guin. "There like is better than yours I could teach you but I’d have to charge." I delivered to Cheeks, Santa Fe’s only strip club ('mindless..' no wait it's..'harmless visual entertainment')- and only ever will be unless they change the law that came into effect AFTER the place opened. Most people park in the back, it took me a while to find the entrance door. I didn’t ask what a working girl makes in a night there, thinking that curiosity could get me into a corner of conversation that I didn’t really want to go to. I did however get a free gold card ‘admit one free/no cover'. I’m thinking who I should give it to as a gag gift. All in all it was an even less entertaining place then the cheesy BYOB strip club I first went to with Tim.
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