Happy Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG SIS! LOVE YA!

Phrenology

Phrenology - the study of the structure of the skull to determine a person's character and mental capacity.

Given that my dome is GINORMOUS you would think I am pretty well rounded and have the mental capacity of a boy genius right? Nope. I'll break it down to you. I have 4 sections: FOOD, MUSIC, FOOD, and ART. I'm growing out my hair so my head is getting even more big. I think I have room for one more section. I'm thinking FOOD is gonna fit in great into this newly formed section. Go get your head rubbed and see where you fit in (TWSS)

Random

I get a random text from my boy Mike Steez yesterday. It read:

"Love you bro! Hope ur doing well. Take care and may u continue 2 inspire, motivate and bless others."

This was right before we had our little earthquake here in SoCal. He's like an older brother to all of us. His words are always so powerful. This text made me feel good about myself. Just thought I'd share. I'm gonna go put my pants in the washer now. I wet myself during the earthquake.

Green Machine

Gas prices are hiking up. Cars are comsuming more than the world can produce. What's the alternative? Veggie oil! I was driving home yesterday and for 5 minutes straight I smelled french fries. I was like WTF? This is making me hungry. Next to tater tots, french fries are my 2nd favorite kind of potatoes. So after 5 minutes of trying to figure out where this lovely scent was coming from...I notice the car in front of me had a bumper sticker that read "powered by vegetable oil" I've seen a couple of these cars on TV but never firsthand, up close and personal. Such a delectable smell and it was coming from that car! They probably filled up while eating at their favorite burger joint and used all the left over old grease that Wendy's or something was gonna throw out anyways. Got me thinking I wanna maybe do somethiing like this. But instead of burger joints I would hit up asian restaurants and use the Egg Roll oil or a Krispy Kreme and use the donut oil. Add a little bit of flavor to this bio diesel world. Imagine one day sitting in traffic and instead smelling this guys nasty ass exhaust fumes, you get a 7 course meal without eating a single calorie. Cravings would be fulfilled. And you would have money in your pocket cause you didn't have to fill up 7 times last week at 92 dollars and 61 cents a tank. Green is good!

BUZZIN

You guys have probably seen Shwayze all over MTV lately and thinking like WTF? Are these guys serious. Well at least I was like that until I downloaded their album. Their style is like no other I heard of before. Its a perfect sound for just vibin with friends on a sunny day BBQing and sippin on some Corona and Lime...If you guys haven't heard of them or their music, I highly recommend you check them out.

"Baby will you be my corona and lime. And I will be your main squeeze."

Autopilot

This morning I am running on autopilot. I had 2 hours of sleep maybe. A stupid ass neighbor of mine let his or her damn ankle biter bark all damn night into the early morning. For some reason I am a very light sleeper now and the barking from this dog kept me up all night. I found myself joining my other neighbors screaming out their window, "SHUT YOUR FUCKING DOG UP!" I then proceeded to add A "BITCH" at the end of that. I felt like it added a little extra sumptin sumptin, you know? That's a Bitchilism for you. Where you add a bitch at the end of a comment to make it sound so much more intense. So after 127 "SHUT YOUR FUCKING DOG UP.....BITCH!" later, the neighborhood security guard finally took care of the situation. and 2 hours later of sleep I am here happy as can be saving lives on autopilot. I believe if I ever get to see that dog, it'll probably look something like this. or at least it will if some of the neighbors get to it...

High Top Fade

I'm at a Thai restaurant yesterday ordering some food to go cause my coworkers insisted I bring some food in cause they were craving this sweet mango and sticky rice dessert. I was sitting there waiting and remembered my one experience at GEORGE'S THAI BISTRO. Now I should've known better than to try a THAI restuarant named GEORGE's, but I gave them the benefit out the doubt. So I order this vegetable dish with peanut sauce, I LOVE peanut sauce! Anxiously waiting, I see the waitress head towards my table with my hot and steaming plate. I dig in before she even sets the plate down and 3 and a half bites into it I see a hair simmering in my food! I know it's not mine since it was long and had food all tangled in it. So it was mixed around for a minute. I called the waitress over and said to her, "there's a hair in my food." She responds with,"So you want a new one?" I'm sitting here think no dumb dumb I want you to take the hair out so I can continue eating this lovely lice infested dish. Of course I want a new one! But I just responded with "Yes please." She took it back and brought me out a new one and it was the worse thai food I've ever had and plus it barely had any sauce. I told you how much I love peanut sauce. So do yourself a favor and if you see a THAI restaurant with an AMERICAN name...do yourself a favor and just pass. Just sayin.

But if you really like the food and are still super duper hungry: pluck your own hair halfway through, mix it around, and ask for a new. You don't have to thank me now. Just thank me when you get your 2 for 1 meal. With that HAPPY FRIDAY!

Like Elroy I'm a Jetson!

So I'm junping on this whole mobile blogging bandwagon and I'm blogging from my Blackberry today. Have a great day guys. And remember:

"The first step to failure is trying" - Homer Simpson

I Get the Top

I strained my ankle recently from running in old ass shoes and reminded me of the 1st time I ever sprained my ankle. A freak accident really. I'm sure it happened to many so don't laugh!

Me and my sister shared a room when we were growing up. We had this bunk bed and she had the top bunk. I thought the top bunk was the coolest thing ever, but I was always stuck on the bottom. So one day I climbed up on there and fell asleep. Being the cool older sister that she is, she let me stay the night up there. Now I happen to think she was afraid to wake me up in fear of getting socked in the face (I am violent to wake up) or that she didn't want to throw out her back lifting me up cause I was as big as a baby hippo...The night goes on and I'm enjoying my time up there, then CLUNK!!!!!!! I rolled my big ass off the bunk bed! and Fell straight to the ground! I swear it was like a 20 feet drop, then I smacked my ankle on the post of the bed. I'm sitting there moaning and groaning while the whole apartment was shaking and was swaying back and forth. (we lived on the 2nd floor) For the next week I was walking around with a gangster stroll or like a pimp with a limp. It was horrible. And the worse part about this whole ordeal was I scared the old ladies downstairs so much that they wanted to move. See they thought my little CLUNK was an earthquake and that the swaying walls justified for their thought of an earthquake. They didn't think the apartment was safe enough for an even bigger earthquake. So every time I hurt my ankles now I remember this tragic event. I've never slept on a bunk bed again...

Over Exposure

My Tuesday was long at work and short at home. After a 13hr day at work I got home and messed around with my camera a bit. I don't know if I was so tired from work or I'm just getting stupider as I excel with age, but I spelled my 'name' wrong...
Then I sat on my couch and messed around with my 3 STAPLES. I say staple cause I mess with these things on a daily basis. My sketchbook, call it a man journal if you want, but I put down everything in this. From daily thoughts, interesting quotes, to sketches that I come up with or feeling at the time. A scrapbook that Miss Baked Goods whipped up in the kitchen that showcases what love, life, and having fun with good friends is all about. And finally my 'Crackberry' Some love it, some hate it. I just hate to love it...but I can't live without it. It's kind of like a Love/Hate relationship.

"Love to Hate Me, Hate to Love Me." But I'm still here doing what I do. Holler if you hear me.!

Looks Can Be Deceiving

I'm writing this story in pink so you get the full effect of what happened yesterday. As I was in Newport at another stoplight, I pull up next to this girl in a pink barbie looking bike with a white banana seat and a pink helmet. Now I know you're thinking its a little girl, but she was around my age, late teens! She looks over and says, "Cool bike. Is that a FIXIE?" I responded, "Yes." She goes "COOL!" Light turns green and I take it casually and look over and she has her head tucked down and SMOKES the crap out of me and was GHOST...I tried catching up but that barbie bike was way to much for me. I exhausted myself trying to catch up and after 17 seconds I gave up and accepted defeat and now I'm living in shame. So if you see a girl rolling around in Newport with a pink bike. Be careful. That girl is dangerous!

Hotstepper

I took a ride yesterday and ended up in Newport beach. As soon as I crossed the border, it was like I was in a whole new world. I pulled up to an intersection and stopped since the light was red and I look to my right and 3 HOT girls come jogging up and stop to the light as well. Now I'm sweating like crazy cause I just climbed a hill, but maintain my composure and tried to look cool in front of them. They all had their IPODs on and were talking to each other. Now I don't know bout you but when I'm talking to someone while I have my IPOD on I tend to take out one earbud so that I can hear what the heck the other person is saying. You would think these girls would do the same right? WRONG! They were talking to one another with a "HUH?" "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" I was sitting there like WTF? Take off a damn ear bud and you wouldn't have to keep repeating yourself. At that point I didn't care how hot they were or how bad I was sweating. I wanted the light to turn green to get the freak out. They were ANNOYING! So next time you decide to run, jog, workout with a partner with an IPOD on...Do yourself a favor and others as well and TAKE OFF A DAMN EAR BUD or TURN DOWN THE VOLUME. Just sayin...

Pedal Pushin

Got Me a new toy over the weekend. Hills are fun when you have no gears. My legs feel like jello today. But my calves look like little cantaloupes. YESSIR!

Beware

Pitbulls are dangerous and vicious. Look at this face. You should be scurrred!



My baby is a little cutie isn't she?

Paper or Plastic?

So I'm at Staples buying a memory card for my new camera. I do the usual bargain shopping and browsing and finally decide to buy a 4 gig card. I go to the register and pay. I reach into my wallet and pulled out my debit card since I didn't have enough cash. I hear this very low, squeaky, monotone voice behind the register ask me "debit or credit?" To give you a visual of how this guy looks compared to his voice...he's around 6'2, 125lbs with a butt parted platinum blonde hair and bleach white skin lighter than Michael Jackson. I responded with, "Either or, whichever is easiest for you =)" I added the smile cause that's exactly what I did. This guy goes, in his creepy squeaky voice, "Credit is always the better way to go. Never use debit. Credit cards protect against fraud and debit won't." I was like WTF? Isn't it all the same? He explains the whole process and drags out a 30 second checkout to like 5 minutes and 44 seconds. I wanted to just leave cause I had to pee like crazy, but I didn't want to be rude. But C'mon guy: Can't I just pay how I want to pay? and deal with the repercussions later? So as he finally finishes his speech. I glance up and gave him a smile and thanked him. I look at his name tag and his name is STEVEN! Go figure...

But since then I having been using my debit card as a "credit card" Hope you guys do the same. I want you guys to be protected. Safe sex is the best sex. With that, Have a great weekend everybody!

Baked Goods

So Jenster, miss BAKED GOODS herself explained in her blog how about I came up with calling her BAKED GOODS. But she failed to mention that it was actually BBQ that my neighbor was choppin up. So as I was drooling over the smell of smoked oak and maple wood chips, T-Bone steaks, and chicken legs. She imagined that smell to be BAKED GOODS, or "delectables" as she calls it. To each his or her own I guess? Things that make you go HMMMMMMMMMM. So next time she invites you to a BBQ...Bring her some cupcakes or donuts. They taste great flamed kissed!

SBC Packers

As most of you probably know, the majority of people you see running a hospital or post office are mainly FILIPINO. And time to time I always get mistaken for a Flip. When I say that I'm not and that I'm Vietnamese, they respond like, "Holy CRAP! You're the biggest Viet I've ever seen!" The other day I went to the post office to pick up a package that my Lovely and Beautiful Mother sent me and as I was patiently waiting in line, a guy calls me over and says he can help me. So I cut ahead of this huge line and get dirty looks from everyone as I cut in front of them while walking towards the counter. But I didn't mind. I wanted to get in and out as fast as possible. So I get to the counter give the guy my slip and he comes back with my package. The he asks me, "You Vietnamese?" (in Vietnamese) So I respond, "Yes I am" (also in Vietnamese) Then he goes to me in plain ol English, loud as heck for everyone to hear, "Me and You the same! We look Filipino but we not. We can get away with working at places like this." I did my fake creepy laugh, thanked him and boned the freak out. But in case you didn't know what goes on behind closed doors at the post office, here is a clip of how the operation works.

I Love...

If you guys know me then you guys know I love many things out there. But the 2 that tops my list has to be hands down: FOOD and GIRLS. Jay Z couldn't have described the obsession for these 2 loves any better:

"Spanish chick, French chick, Indian and Black. That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn I'm gettin fat. Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe. An appetite for destruction but I scrape the plate"

I LOVE...

Yay Area!

Here are the pics from the weekend as promised. Click on them for a larger view. HOLLER!

Hungry? Why Wait?

I remember when I was a youngin I thought the coolest thing in school were spelling bees. When I was picked in 4th grade to be a participant in the school wide spelling bee, I was so excited! I went home a frantically studied the Webster for a good week and a half. Anxiously awaiting for the day to come I could hardly eat or sleep. I was ready to kick some 4th graders asses. So the day arrives and I was eager to take that blue ribbon home, you know? That's the color you get when you get 1st place. My turn comes up and I get the word SATISFACTORY. I was like shoot...I got this! My favorite candy bar growing up was Snickers. This was my Dad's favorite candy bar as well. I remember every time we would go somewhere he would get himself a Snickers bar and me one as well. I only bring this up because as soon I as received my word in the spelling bee I distinctively pictured a Snickers bar wrapper in my head and remember their motto was "SATISFACTION GUARANTEED" This was perfect right? All I had to do was replace a few letters and BAM! Next round here I go. I step up all confident S-A-T-A-S-F-A-C-T-O-R-Y. Preparing myself to go sit down with a huge smile on my face... I hear a voice "sorry but you spelled it wrong." Maybe I was just imagining the rich and plentiful nougat, gooey caramel, or that packed peanut flavor that kills for days? But I can't believe I got it wrong. The word from my favorite candy bar's motto. The mecca of all candy bars! Maybe I'm making up for lost time. But now every time I get food or candy or any kind of snacks with a wrapper I tend to read every single thing on that sucker. From ingredients to the nutrition label. So next time you guys get snacks read the wrappers. That way you feed your trap and your mind. Now that's some food for thought for you. Don't say I never did nothing for you.

BTW

I'm back from the Bay Area now. Back home. Back to life. Back to reality. The trip was a blast. My new favorite activity is drunk white water rafting. If you guys have never tried it. Its a must! The rafting was already fun. But add 2 cases of Pabst Blue Ribbon and 2 asian guys that have no sense of direction and you get a great ol time. Pics will be up later in the week. Have a great week ladies and gents...

Lolli Lolli

It seems like everywhere I turn to I hear a "hip hop" song, if you can even consider it hip hop, referencing LOLLI POPS. To me they are way to sweet and don't pack in enough action. Now if it were POP ROCKS, where it explodes endless seconds of excitement, whether it be to the roof of your mouth or the tentacles of your tongue or even a big ol pack of FUN DIP. Where it does exactly what the name claims: FUN - DIP. Now that folks is countless entertainment. I'm not saying there is nothing sexy about a girl "standing at the bus stop, sucking on a lolli pop." But if I'm sucking on one of them thang...I need something flavorful that will keep my taste buds guessing and my mind in constant euphoria. Well low and behold. Introducing the new player in the game: MAPLE-BACON flavored LOLLI POPS.

The flavor says it all. Sweet and Salty. Could you ask for any other better combo? I didn't think so. Ahhhhhh. This is what happens or gets created when dreams come true. You can thank me later.

Bon Voyage

Well I'm off to San Francisco. Have a great weekend errrbody. See you mother suckers when I get back.

Oh and I'm hoping to see the Michelle Tanner when I get their. Wish me luck...

THEY ARE HOT!!!

HieroGraffiti

Messed around with my new camera yesterday. Here are some pics. Enjoy...

Possibilities are Endless...

Wouldn't it be dope if you could put this on any and everything???

I would put it on my trap. Then maybe I could stop eating for once.

I'M UNHAPPY BECAUSE I EAT. I EAT BECAUSE I'M UNHAPPY! IT'S A VICIOUS CYCLE...

Albacore Galore

Last night I went out to one of my favorite Sushi restaurants. Its one of the ones that has a conveyor belt in the middle and you pick and choose what you want. or you can place an order and it comes to you NUMBERED with your table number. Well I went there during the dinner rush and there was these 2 big groups of white people, errrrrrrr I meant inexperienced people when it comes to conveyor belt sushi. They were picking things off the conveyor left and right, regardless if it had a number or not. Now normally I wouldn't care, but they were picking up things WITH MY NUMBER ON IT! So as they conveyor belt passed my table I look over and see my number, but empty slots where my food should have been. So I politely told the waitress what's going in on and then she politely tells the other tables how the system works. Well she apologized and ask if I could resend my order, not knowing that another waitress had already told the chefs to REDO my order. I'm sitting there in pain and agony, not only from being so hungry...but my hand was hurting from reordering my food (it was a ginormous order) Well a few minutes pass and I see my number and food chugging along the conveyor belt inching so close me and BAM! My 1st dish arrives. WOOHOO! Then next thing you know it everything came at once. However it was double the amount I ordered. WTF? I told the waitress and things got sorted out. But I didn't want her to take it back. C'mon...I can't waste food. They are just gonna end up throwing it away anyways. So 37 orders of Albacore sashimi, 29 handrolls, 17 spicy scallops: I'M DONE SON!!!!

Call the bomb squad. Cause this shit is about to blow!

I Knew Her Name

True love got the power to change any circumstance
I knew we were far from the same, but still I took a chance
Wish I could have look in advance to your advances
Knowing I’m the book that you read to your advantage
I understand it’s not like we planned it with the worst intentions
Taken advantage, I was stranded in your first impressions
I know it hurts to question, what will be a curse or blessin’
I guess it’s worth confessin’, maybe then we’ll learn our lesson
Searching for your attention, hoping you were doing the same
Pursuing the fame, knowing that only you were entertained
Using me, and I was new to the pain
Cause rejection I hadn’t meet him, but I knew her by name
True I grew from the pain, in the days where I’d pay anything
Standing there like John Cusack from Say Anything
Planning on you to call back but it never rings
There were so many things, there were so many signs
And now I’m chasing wings knowing it’s a waste of time
Until my God reminds me of what I truly need
I take a look behind just before your beauty leaves
To get a glimpse of you hoping that you see me too
And know we staring at two people that we never knew
And probably never know, hoping I’ll forever grow
Into the one who finally gained the strength to let you go
You changed my ides of what true love is
I wipe my eyes clear and rise above this...

-Talib Kweli

one of the best verses I think her ever wrote.
Learn about it.
Be about it.

Bones. Over and Out.

Respect

Conversation at work yesterday:

Trina: Steve can you get me a large gown?

Me: No! You were mean to me earlier.
Treat others the way you want to be treated!

Trina: Well turn around and let me spank you.

Why can't all girls respond to me like that????

HOT DAMN!

C.R.E.A.M

If TIME IS MONEY, Spend it lavishly and guilt free.

Spend it with whomever and whenever...

It's yours. Do what you want with it...

Frightmares

Over the weekend was a blockbuster night. Its been awhile since I've had one. Actually started out wanting to watch WANTED. But got lazy to wait 40 mins for it to start. So we went back to the crib and started digging thru my DVD's for Transformers, since for some reason Jenster NEVER seen it nor know what it's about. Weird! I know. However we couldn't find it, turns out my sister borrowed it and didn't tell me. As I was browsing the TV Guide I saw Tales from the Crypt I blurted it out and she immediately dropped everything and wanted to watch it. I remember getting frightened by the Crypt Keeper when I was younger, but as we watched it we found ourselves laughing at certain parts of the movie rather than geting scared. But as it went on I found myself getting kind of in to it. Well the movie finished, I tried going to bed, but I couldn't sleep. I had nightmares of little green eyed demons coming after me with their jagged teeth and goopy slime. None the less I was awake all night with a flashlight in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. Thanks for that Jen. Next time I'm picking the movie...

Flashing Lights

Got me my new camera over the weekend, Nikon D40. Its an awesome lil thing. So many functions and features. I just have no idea how to use it. But with the help of Jenster...We broke it in with a little adventure around my neighborhood this weekend. To many more adventures...

O.E and Gizzards

I wish we had more stoops over here on the west coast. I actually wish I had a huge ginormous one in front on my house. I'd bring it back like it was in style. Kick it with the peeps all day on the stoop. Singing, rapping, drinking on some O.E 800 and munchin on some fried GIZZARDS. To the good life...

Happy Hump Day Y'All!

Let me Ride

Creepin Down the back street on D's...

Man summertime rolls around and I always want me something to roll with. Preferably something that comes in size 13x7. And after seeing The Game's video, I need me a Lady that can BANG switches like Keisha Cole. HOT DAMN!

Knights

Reunion time this weekend fam? I'm trying! Let you guys know soon. Save me a roman candle...