cribs ambush luncheon

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flip back two days to my wednesday now and be happy it’s actually friday.

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love their wacky trinkets everywhere, means you could insert something retarded and they wouldn’t discover it right away.

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my favourite being this one of course. it speaks to me. what’s it saying? what ISN’T it saying more like.

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raccoon family.

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creature from the black lagoon.

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not sure if i had my tattoo the last time i was here, did i? i’ll look at pics.

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tyler you’re gonna have to tell me some of this recipe again. he did two chickens, this was the one he left the skin on, so moist, smoked it with bacon? i like how chicken isn’t good enough, eternally inferior, inject it with something better. don’t start vegetarians. i will eat you.

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beautiful.

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the whole spread. tyler is a foodie like, is that a chef or a drummer, foodie. i met him at the horseshoe’s 60th anniversary party, drunk bravery is how i approached him, gave him my card. when you can muse a celebrity you know you’re a good blogger. a friend went over to him afterward, ploughed, plastered, comes back to me, i say, didja blow it? you blew it? she grins like the cheshire, yeah, i blew it sorry raymi.

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he emailed me when i was in new orleans shortly thereafter, recommending a resto and a chef to say hello to but by that day (my last) we were DONE eating or anything involving the outside of our hotel room. he goes back lots so maybe we can time a trip.

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but anyway, my friend didn’t blow it! uncle tyler started reading raymbo’s blog secretly (don’t they all?) realizing intelligently that i am a scholar, poet laureate, trailblazer and invited us over to his pool, was that the first time we hung out for real? think so. or no we went to his show at the dakota, right after “the change” of the band happened.

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we had a lovely lunch, jill (mrs. stewart)(though they’re so progressive prolly goes by maiden name i love her) wandered in and out with the newest addition to the clan, baby carmen.

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i shovel as fast as i can (post gym munchies, jill says drink lots of water she’s a fitness freak too) while tyler hides the house white, from james, seeing this photograph.

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teacher bought a bottle of this for me yesterday (tyler it’s $2 off right now, stock up) we shared it before going out to meet melodie at the after work party in libville, didn’t drink much yesterday once we got home finished watching devil’s advocate, owing teacher a nice watch if he hated it, i was so confident he’d love it i’d be in the clear but i wrote down my wager on a receipt and clipped it to the fridge. anyway i felt nauseous all night long, probably from nachos and it took me a long time to fall asleep, my body might be adjusting to no more iud, my hormones are retarded or i am pregnant already. standby for the announcement.

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i called ahead to find out what colour the tablecloth was to know which bikini to wear. btw the bottoms of these are a small, i’d say i’ve graduated to medium for the time being (plus its shrunk in the dryer over the past year) so my apologies for looking like chris farley in underwear. trying to source a photo, it’s from tommy boy, you have more time than me so off you go.

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it was such a bleeding hot day.

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found her in the pool too late. is she a carpenter bee, which would then make her a he?

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you moments. take them. colleague had a billion other things on his plate that somehow managed to finish in order to hang with us a bit. even when you have a to do list so long you should still make time for yourself and deal with the chaos afterward. life’s too short guy.

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i sampled all water rafts/shuttles/toys.

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i gather this is meant for four children to sit on each petal and commence drowning one another? fun times.

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i am not a quitter.

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aghh in the face.

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i am trying to drown the lotus.

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i’m agile. kept my head above water the entire time, not once did i take a plunge. i don’t really “do” wet hair.

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still not under.

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at one point tyler looked at me wading around the pool and goes you are SO going to look like your mother. she will never get her hair wet when swimming either. my brother and i would always splash her when she would dog paddle by or jump cannon balls on to her ahhahaha i bet my parents wished at certain points of our upbringing that they could send us back. mom would have her hair blown out for the majority of our family vacation and try to prolong the style which we would have absolutely none of, it would begin innocently, mom, let me go on your back! swim me to the deep end while the other one jumps off a lawn chair at her. horrible kids. horribly hilarious kids.

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our most favoured game once at some resort after watching all of the pay per view movies we could (which we got in shit for of course) while the folks were antiquing or some shit with nana and papa, shawn and i went down to the pool and re-enacted x-men until all other persons vacated the pool area. have you ever seen someone impersonate storm, wolverine, rogue and/or mystique while diving into a pool, and coming up with logan retracting bone claws out ready for a slash? i didn’t think so. i have no idea how we managed to avoid hospital visits based on how aggressive we were.

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i forget what this one is called, i referred to it as a potato bug.

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not a bay day. thanks tyler! i can’t wait to see the video of me dragging you on the sled today.