Following a Taco Truck

This morning, on my way to work, I got stuck behind a taco truck.  You know, this is one of those trucks that drive around town delivering hot, scrumptious, authentic Mexican food, mainly tacos and burritos, to a very loyal crowd of devotees.

I hate following trucks.  I usually pull all kinds of illegal and unsafe maneuvers in order to get in front of different trucks.  But today, I was mesmerized by the smells coming from this truck, through my air conditioning, and filling my car!!  It was a heavenly smell.  Fresh, handmade tortillas… mmm… Had we not been on a major thoroughfare, I would have gotten ahead of the truck and flagged it down. I’ve never wanted a breakfast burrito so badly in my entire life!

But for reals, what was I to do?  How does one actually go about getting food out of these trucks?  Do you just follow them until they stop?  Certainly they must stop somewhere.. but where?

It’s a mystery.

I vant to suck your blood!

Today I had the pleasure and opportunity of being stuck like a pin cushion. No, I’m not an addict. (yet)

I have recently been undergoing some -ahem- interesting tests to see what is going on in my digestive system. For four years I have been experiencing some strange and irregular symptoms (which you really don’t want me to detail), so I figured it was finally time to do something about it.

Continue reading I vant to suck your blood!

Isn’t it Ironic?

I read in the paper about a woman that was driving and saw an average, red, octagonal stop sign with a black spray-painted word written below the word “STOP”. The word was “GRAFFITTI”. She used the example to teach her 10 year old son about the concept of irony. Her article went on to talk about some irony in life.

I think we all experience irony in life. Continue reading Isn’t it Ironic?

AI Kickoff Thoughts

This is an open invitation/opportunity for you (you know who you are) to react and pay tribute to Jason Castro’s EXPULSION from American Idol last night.

I will just say with 58.67% certainty that he is on drugs. He openly admitted his brain was fried [by drugs] on national television. Didn’t he ever see the commercial with the egg and the frying pan?

Then he made up completely different words to the song he was supposed to sing on the play out. He didn’t even want to sing it – he wanted to run off the stage like the little girl he is.

Jason was unique and showed promise early, but in the end I don’t think he ever really wanted it.

Good bye our pointy eared Legolas friend. We’ll see you back in Rowlett soon!

In other news, AI will be returning David Archuleta to his hometown, Murray Utah, this week. My mom  (and aunts and uncles) went to David A’s high school back when they were the Murray High “Smelterites” rather than the “Spartans”. That was because there used to be a huge brick smelter in Murray.

I just can’t wait!