i'll go through 2 shirts at the gym fully soaked through, i'll break a sweat after 2 minutes walking on the street, on a hot day i'll have a wet hair just sitting on the couch, but in no way do i sweat more than nick....jeezus. nick's shirt was HOSED down....
5 days of china's pampered ktv's didn't rust rich's game one bit....taiwan ladies didn't know what was coming....
if food's not going in....food's a comin' out.
yak yak yak. y'all want pictures?
communal pots...festive feasts...all you can eat...actually...the direct translation would be "eat till full..." i'd prefer to more accurately rephrase the slogan..."eat till you die/puke" definitely think its more fitting...
the former part of my excursion spent in s.e. asia....i frequented quite a few 5* hotel buffets....and eventually it got me hurting and thinking enough to write a good 4 pages in my journal on the art of buffet preparation and strategic attack on the numerous selections of food...mental preparation for meals prior to the feast and cooking prep for the post keeled over meal (for those just in case situations)....in anycase...i'll spare you my futile rant on eating at ur standard buffet because here in taiwan.....this self serve format, i feel, doesn't really apply to the communal hotpot/grill style of "eat till the death"
chopsticks swishing of saliva exchange....
ox tongue is on the grill
sukiyaki
oh....lopppy...this would be cartilage....the white stuff chillin' n' grillin'
long spoons and communal soup....why wouldn't soondoobu be a hit here?
hey beebong -- it's almost as if i really want to be a writer ehh? poignant and lame all at once....it's a skill....
killahbee writes - "did you notice that the majority of your random babble is about food"
my dear brother, other than the fact that blogging revolves around active restrospect of your equidistant life actions, my protruding belly and my bowel regularity (its churning as we speak) should give you some kind of idea as to how the mind of a food freak works....food thoughts before food, food during food, and food after food...sometimes if re-visiting a certain establishment, rather than savouring the meal of the moment, i think forward of the next one only because the memory of what i am eating has already been recorded and replayed at 8x speed allowing mental acitivity to push further for the following meal....GET IT?
and while i'm on the email reply to the public...it's a love song for no one...
"this is a song about uhh...talking to the person that you haven't even met yet....maybe they're rolling in the hay with someone else...but they're not as good as you'll be...just gotta wait your turn...she's out there..he's out there...they're just learning what to contrast you against....."
rebuttal to the lone, whiskey sipping, alientated, bitter woman -- NO,it's by no means a hyperbolic characterization of you. i thought you might enjoy another writers classic description of some alone time before bed, sipping and savouring the liquor, along with a good book .....
bitter and alienated....u added in probably cuz of ur state at the time of ur email. lone - u could refute that word if you wanted to, but you don't. try fiance.com if all else fails.
"And of your writing?For the remainder of your trip (for which you haven given me an ETA for USA), discipline yourself into the writer I think you should be ?published or not. I love to have the historical documentation of where you were in your head for this time. Imagine coming home without the manuscript of your in the moment ?what a shame, no?"
...the writer that you think i should be would encompass...sometimes i feel a certain literary fervor that pushes me along the fringes of an epic BLOG, but quite honestly, thats about it. of course i yearn for the pulitzer to sit on my shelf next to mr nobel, but does generic sarcasm joint with classic 'midlife crisis' of each and every moment' modified by wayyyyy too many adjectives toss me into that pile of "talent" versus "neexxxt"...and to be honest, my thought of the moment has only been conjured by your email. without it, all you readers would probably see a continuoum of pictures and the glories of excessive consumption (FOOD ONLY...for now)....sukiyaki, soondubu, and pictures of JANIE will be posted soon -- those are for u doug...and odd comment that i even received emails about it.
my personal thoughts for the moment are stagnant. i'm no longer the earth prober, im settled in, its a shame not, not to have written down the thoughts, but to have none alltogether....mindless daze?...guess this is where mr johnnie walker is about to kick in for the weekend....i'll try to shave someone else's eyebrow over drinking competition and post my thoughts on that.
oh right...so last night we -- jason, frank, jamesbond, and james bonds' new conquest -- hit up sun yat sen memorial park with 12 beers and a deck of cards...with the innate humor and behavior of the profanest boys in the country, there was no need to take pictures of the lewd behavior only because it will happen in another variation the very next time we meet...so whichever lucky naive mate that decides to join and has a camera can publish the pics...until then, short round of the nights "do as the king tells u" in text - piss piss and more piss, interlocking tongues, sweaty salty face licking, wheelbarrels, forward rolls, pole dancing, porn re-enactment, tongue versus tongue, nose biting, nose swallowing, shoe smelling, armpit hair biting, kissing...oh yea...chugging...
a moment of clarity....
i'm never going to escape the reality that i just like drinking too much!...it's just never going to happen....at least i can't really envision it anytime soon, (i'm one of those people who don't swear off alcohol for eternity amidst the 36 hour hangover only because my stream of conscious pain holds onto that amazing buzz that comes as the byproduct)....in anycase...this post is due to movies and liquor...i miss soju (a note for penpen -- SOJU STRAIGHT and preferably chased with a long metal spoon cradling kimchee jigeh)...and thats cuz i saw a korean movie last night...everytime i see koreans drinking soju in movies...which is EVERY MOVIE....i want to drink some....and tonights reason for a not-gonna-happen sloshfest (because i have to be up early) is cuz i saw "alot like love", once they started pouring the JD, i savoured the pain....the post "AHHHH" yawns...clenched my fists only to say...ONE MORE FOR THE KID IN THE BACK....=)
now in efforts to slim down from 500lbs....i've been thinking that alcohol has been my downfall my weightloss schematic....my triangle of wellness is more of a bipolar pull btwn an alternating negative variable of 2 gym's and the excessive food versus the excessive alky variable....life without that excessive adjective for he who lives like thy lush....would be severely devasting (let it be stated that testosterone rages as a staple on this page -- my comments on other peoples pages stand for that -- so the "sex" need is a given).....regardless....this sober lifestyle....for extended periods of time...is making me ache to plan for tomorrow night....oh its looking like a hungover sunday....which problematically is my grandmother's birthday...along with an early morning at the convention center....
will, i'm sure you can remember all those emails....1 week was 5 days too long without that --when it hits ur lips it tastes sooooo gooood -- "I craved a swig of whiskey, but it was in the knapsack on my back and the idea of twisting around to extract the bottle did not seem altogether wise. Nix on that. So I thought about having a drink instead. A quiet bar, MJQ's Vendome playing low, a bowl of nuts, a double whiskey on the rocks. The glass is sitting on the counter, untouched for a moment, just looked at. Whiskey, like a beautiful woman, demands appreciation. You gaze first, then it's time to drink" - murakami.
back to geetar...someone send me mp3z please...or put me on the get-file list on AIM....a lot like love soundtrack please?......so in your moments when u're quickly trying to hold on to a fleeting thought, does it take that much effort to type grammatically correct? with capitals and periods and comma's? fine, ur one leeway would be phrases are allowed, but has the cyber chat style world made colloquial typing the standard? i used to get snail mail from a friend and she would write...in one long ridiculously run-on-ed paragraph.....maybe thats where i got it from....OH WAIT>..NO ....thanks ann--bolded in case she forgets to read all the text, this will get her....(punch line was premeditated from about 30 words ago -)
oh yes...did i mention im part of a racing team? larrry's my boss....jalanger.com.
cheers.
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