Before.
brai-nure [bray-noor] (n.) manure from my brain. as in, crap I see and think about and stuff.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Holy Gawd - The End. 5.30.2010
Holy Gawd - I'm trying to remember the last time I was this tired.
Its about 4:00 a.m.
Our flight leaves at 5:30a.m.
Johnny had his buddy pick us up & drive us around the city.
We met up with John somewhere by the Empire and stopped for a beer/cider. Was nice to chat w/him.
We're friggin' zombies.
I stink.
My shoes have something growing in them.
Shroom farm.
Going through security was a test for everyone.
Considering I've been wearing them for 27ish hrs, it could've been worse, I guess.
My eyeballs feel like.....
......something really dry & irritated....
Like my skin.
I just dropped this & whined.
Home.
Shower.
Sleep.
Its about 4:00 a.m.
Our flight leaves at 5:30a.m.
Johnny had his buddy pick us up & drive us around the city.
We met up with John somewhere by the Empire and stopped for a beer/cider. Was nice to chat w/him.
We're friggin' zombies.
I stink.
My shoes have something growing in them.
Shroom farm.
Going through security was a test for everyone.
Considering I've been wearing them for 27ish hrs, it could've been worse, I guess.
My eyeballs feel like.....
......something really dry & irritated....
Like my skin.
I just dropped this & whined.
Home.
Shower.
Sleep.
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Thursday, June 24, 2010
Murphy's Catchup - 5.29.10
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Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Crockpot Crap and some other Crap
My cousin, Deb, asked me to share a recipe since I'd posted something about how good my house smells due to our crockpot left to do its thing overnight.
I love crockpots.
Here's what was in it:
4 chicken breasts.
1 chourico sausage.
I cooked up my meats and set them aside to hang out.
Then cut up the sausage into small bits.
Then I threw a bunch of veggies into the skillet.
One red pepper, one green pepper, one onion, one jalapeno, a bunch of cilantro, 2 tomatoes, shrooms, a bunch of garlic, lime juice, and a bit of salt.

Cook that mess til it looks like this:

Turn on your crockpot to a high setting. And throw some spices in with more lime juice. I used Adobo, Tony's, Everglades, Tobasco...and I think that's it.
OH! I did throw in a couple of shakes of Worcestershire sauce.
Then I thew my meats in.
Then I threw the veggies in with some chicken broth and left the pot on High for an hour or 2.
Before going to bed, I set it on low.
When we woke up, it looked like this.
This turned out better than the last batch I made. That one was different.
I'm sure the next batch will be different, too.
And more than likely, even better.
I'll let you know when it becomes a perfect recipe.
We will rejoice.
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In other news, there are 2 days left of what I wrote while in Amsterdam.
So, there's that.
These next 2 weeks are Hell Weeks for corporate america sales groups, so I'll do my best to get them done for your reading enjoyment, when I'm not stressed out by my day job.
...But whatever, we both know you'll read what ever I put out here and like it, dammit.
I love crockpots.
Here's what was in it:
4 chicken breasts.
1 chourico sausage.
I cooked up my meats and set them aside to hang out.
Then cut up the sausage into small bits.
Then I threw a bunch of veggies into the skillet.
One red pepper, one green pepper, one onion, one jalapeno, a bunch of cilantro, 2 tomatoes, shrooms, a bunch of garlic, lime juice, and a bit of salt.
Cook that mess til it looks like this:
Turn on your crockpot to a high setting. And throw some spices in with more lime juice. I used Adobo, Tony's, Everglades, Tobasco...and I think that's it.
OH! I did throw in a couple of shakes of Worcestershire sauce.
Then I threw the veggies in with some chicken broth and left the pot on High for an hour or 2.
Before going to bed, I set it on low.
When we woke up, it looked like this.
I'm sure the next batch will be different, too.
And more than likely, even better.
I'll let you know when it becomes a perfect recipe.
We will rejoice.
------------------------------------------
In other news, there are 2 days left of what I wrote while in Amsterdam.
So, there's that.
These next 2 weeks are Hell Weeks for corporate america sales groups, so I'll do my best to get them done for your reading enjoyment, when I'm not stressed out by my day job.
...But whatever, we both know you'll read what ever I put out here and like it, dammit.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Meatbeef & Bananas - 5.28.10
There ain't no party like a meatbeef party cuz a meatbeef party don't stop.
This is the first morning all week that I've woken up w/a fuzzy head.
Matt went to the shop outside & picked up some ciabatta bread & beer to go w/our leftover brie.
Its the breakfast of champions.
Champions who totally watched a banana being eaten out of a hooha last night.
Those Baba brownies were fuckin' good!
Dick was all like, "You guys are all mellow and cool...."
I had to remind him that our tolerance level was way higher than his & Miss Pussy's.
Although, me & Miss Pussy did have a HUGE case of uncontrollable giggles....
I cried at one point cuz I was laughin' so much when that chick did the marker thing.
Between each funny banana/marker/headdong trick...they'd do hot (and not so) couples just all out fuckin'.
Impressive positions.
Some we're STILL tryin' to figure out so we can try them at home.
...Or later this afternoon.
Dick said we could MST3K the show.
I told him that we all could open our own show & do whatever the fuck we wanted.
Miss Pussy would be a good dancing girl.
After a chair or pole dance class, we'd be set!
They [Dick & Miss Pussy] had to get up early this a.m. for a train going to Belgium.
Hope they made it ok.
Trying to figure out what to do today.
What do we need to see on our last whole day here?
I kinda want a pair of boots & some leggings. Like everyone else is wearing.
This is the first morning all week that I've woken up w/a fuzzy head.
Matt went to the shop outside & picked up some ciabatta bread & beer to go w/our leftover brie.
Its the breakfast of champions.
Champions who totally watched a banana being eaten out of a hooha last night.
Those Baba brownies were fuckin' good!
Dick was all like, "You guys are all mellow and cool...."
I had to remind him that our tolerance level was way higher than his & Miss Pussy's.
Although, me & Miss Pussy did have a HUGE case of uncontrollable giggles....
I cried at one point cuz I was laughin' so much when that chick did the marker thing.
Between each funny banana/marker/headdong trick...they'd do hot (and not so) couples just all out fuckin'.
Impressive positions.
Some we're STILL tryin' to figure out so we can try them at home.
...Or later this afternoon.
Dick said we could MST3K the show.
I told him that we all could open our own show & do whatever the fuck we wanted.
Miss Pussy would be a good dancing girl.
After a chair or pole dance class, we'd be set!
They [Dick & Miss Pussy] had to get up early this a.m. for a train going to Belgium.
Hope they made it ok.
Trying to figure out what to do today.
What do we need to see on our last whole day here?
I kinda want a pair of boots & some leggings. Like everyone else is wearing.

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Father's Day
Saturday, June 19, 2010
People Are Silly

One section of the park.
5-7 hr wait times in lines.
Right, Willie??
This shit ain't goin' any where.
It'll still be around in October.
When all the kids are back in school.
And the weather's nicer.
No swampass.
This massive crowd...ALL of EVERYONE who was in Central Florida at the time....
concentrated in one place....
D.U.M.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
We Interrupt This Programming with an Important Broadcast Message
The other day, I saw the greatest 3 images that I wish I'd had a camera for.
(1) 3 dudes at the bar at Applebees. Brothahs that shoulda been wearin' bowties.
Like this.
One of them was wearing a turquoise ring. They all had kinda the same length hair. Like what my BFF Cedric had back in 7th grade....that 3/4 - 1 inch growth. Like...if the Cesar cut was a bitty afro.
(2) Pulling up to the building, I looked upon what was a rather plump white fellow with a biker mustache. Blond.
Probably like 325-350lbs. Hiking up his trousers while holding his clipboard & talking to another fellow.....
I wish it had been in slow motion.
(3) As I was walking around the dumpster towards the smoker's area, there, at the picnic table, sat the most tired looking man I've ever seen. He had a huge bulbous bare beer belly, his shirt unbuttoned, with a "whew, I need to sit down and rest" look on his face.
(1) 3 dudes at the bar at Applebees. Brothahs that shoulda been wearin' bowties.
Like this.
One of them was wearing a turquoise ring. They all had kinda the same length hair. Like what my BFF Cedric had back in 7th grade....that 3/4 - 1 inch growth. Like...if the Cesar cut was a bitty afro.
(2) Pulling up to the building, I looked upon what was a rather plump white fellow with a biker mustache. Blond.
Probably like 325-350lbs. Hiking up his trousers while holding his clipboard & talking to another fellow.....
I wish it had been in slow motion.
(3) As I was walking around the dumpster towards the smoker's area, there, at the picnic table, sat the most tired looking man I've ever seen. He had a huge bulbous bare beer belly, his shirt unbuttoned, with a "whew, I need to sit down and rest" look on his face.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
The Canal & VanGogh - 5.27.2010
We ate one yesterday too...pancake, that is.
When we stopped for Jager shots, we ate a Canadian pancake.
But back to yesterday....
Matt & I wandered through here after eating muffins & drinkin' coffee in Dam Square. Aimlessly really.

Couldn't find that spot, but stopped at a place where we got stuck in the doors. Matt ate raw oxtail - I had brie & cucumber.

The men hunted & gathered up some meatbeef & cheese & brew. The boat driver met us & got pissed off when a girl asked if he was the "tour guide". He was from Chicago. The 3 girls that were with us were from the same area. And then us.
Canal trip was GREAT! Saw some really cool bldgs & churches.
(All the dogs here still have their big bouncing balls.)
Distracted.
The canal water is poo water. That's why there's so much green lining everything close to them.
After the boat trip, we stopped for those Jager shots & pancakes.
OH WAIT!! No we didn't!! I forgot - we took Dick & Miss Pussy over to Rockerij for some Xmas Pollen and Jack Herrer! HA!! Hung out there and had juice.
Then we took them over to Greenhouse. Ate there & stuff.
It was freakin' fantastic.
They gave us some shit about leaving to go have sex, so we left to go have sex. BDAY NOOKIE!!
I think Dick & Miss Pussy headed over to the RLD to pick up a hooker.
Or watch donkey sex.
Goats.
Bananas.
We're thinking of going to Casa Rosso tonight.
Started with Pancakes! and now (after lots of walking and the Van Gogh) we're at Pancake Corner. 3rd time we've been here. They have 10 shots of Jager for 10euro.
That's the main reason. OH! And you can get pitchers. Very American style.

Anyway - Van Gogh was super cool.
I really like his earlier stuff. Around the Potato Eaters time.
I don't like pointilism much - I find it annoying. So that time frame doesn't appeal to me as much but I can appreciate the evolution of his personal style & technique. Love the way he shapes eyes & faces - body proportion. Almost animation/comic book style. Then he went and got all dottie with points & lines & strokes.
Then he went crazy & shot himself & died 2 days later with his brother beside him....So atleast he had that going for him.
10 SHOTS OF JAGER!!
AGAIN!!
Currently waiting for Dick & Miss Pussy to get done with their city bike tour.
HA! - Just remembered that after the flower market today, we stopped for a pint of Strongbow at a place called BALLS!
You can get black tulips.
The colors are amazing. (2)
Little cacti in neon colors. (3)
(4)
ANIMAL GOODBYES.
Casa Rosso was AMAZING!!
Seriously, I've never been so happy in my entire life as when a woman wrote "SEXY BABY" on a man's chest in magic marker using her vagina.
Brownies at Baba.
Drinks & shots @ Durty Nelly's.
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(1) Unfortunately, blogger is being picky about what pictures I can upload but I can't figure out why right now.
(2) I believe this has to do with the poopoo water in the canals. Its good for plants.
(3) See note #1
(4) This was a drunken note I left myself after the show, right when we got back to the room.
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Monday, June 14, 2010
Disgruntled Wonderful
Totally just had a bipolar experience when Matthew suddenly was on the phone with our cable company requesting a sports package - that I would be paying for.
Oh, he got The Look, fo'sho'.
You know the look.
The squinty-eyed, "what the fuck are you doing?" look.
And then, the new sports package I was now paying for blinked on and it was the New Zealand All Blacks game.
I love this man.
Danny Carter - #10 for New Zealand.
The Look soon subsided into a dreamy gaze....
Matthew knows me. He knows that I'll be happy and that this will be the best $5/month I've ever spent.
And that's why I love That Man.
Oh, he got The Look, fo'sho'.
You know the look.
The squinty-eyed, "what the fuck are you doing?" look.
And then, the new sports package I was now paying for blinked on and it was the New Zealand All Blacks game.
I love this man.

The Look soon subsided into a dreamy gaze....
Matthew knows me. He knows that I'll be happy and that this will be the best $5/month I've ever spent.
And that's why I love That Man.
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Bday...Briefly - 5.26.2010
Happy Birthday to me.
Doesn't feel like my birthday.
We're doing that canal thing later.
And I wanna do that Dungeon thing.
Maybe go shopping.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Hell's Angel & Poe - 5.25.2010
Dick & Miss Pussy have butt issues from Morocco.
Apparently, so did one of the Hell's Angels that crossed a canal with us, while walking through the RLD, who waited until he was next to Dick before farting.
One of them said, "Ha! Nice...keepin' it romantic."

Did the Rijksmuseum. That was boring.
This was my favorite piece.
The museum made me sleepy. One can look at paintings of fat white men for only so long.
There were 2 big badass dollhouses. Those were cool.
We stopped in a market for beer & they had these beef roll-up things that Gram used to make.
I'm so friggin' Dutch....next to the German.
Stopped for food after at an Irish joint & a dude nodded at Matt's Hunter S. Thompson shirt.
He said that Poe was his favorite, so I pointed out my Poe button on my hat and he made a sad puppy dog face, "I want one...." so I ended up giving him mine. He said it made his year.
His name is Lee Williams and he told us he writes short stories and is talking to a "bloke" film maker from America. We swapped email addresses.(1)
We walked through the RLD & had sammiches & Hoegarden.

Then stopped at Jolly Joker for space muffins & White Widow.
Got the greatest cup o'koffie EVAR!!
Back at the hotel now to let Dick handle his bowels.
On our walk back to the hotel this afternoon we signed up for a canal cruise where you can bring all your own shit. We just went through a checklist.
HA! We're totally sitting in our room eating KFC & drinking beer.
(shut up, I know it's a repeat picture)
OH!! I forgot - while we were sitting in Jolly Joker, Dick leans over to Miss Pussy & says, "Well, should we go pick up some hookers?"
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(1) He's since sent me a couple of his stories. Hit me up if you'd like to read his stuff.
Apparently, so did one of the Hell's Angels that crossed a canal with us, while walking through the RLD, who waited until he was next to Dick before farting.
One of them said, "Ha! Nice...keepin' it romantic."

Did the Rijksmuseum. That was boring.

The museum made me sleepy. One can look at paintings of fat white men for only so long.
There were 2 big badass dollhouses. Those were cool.
We stopped in a market for beer & they had these beef roll-up things that Gram used to make.
I'm so friggin' Dutch....next to the German.
Stopped for food after at an Irish joint & a dude nodded at Matt's Hunter S. Thompson shirt.
We walked through the RLD & had sammiches & Hoegarden.
Then stopped at Jolly Joker for space muffins & White Widow.
Got the greatest cup o'koffie EVAR!!
Back at the hotel now to let Dick handle his bowels.
On our walk back to the hotel this afternoon we signed up for a canal cruise where you can bring all your own shit. We just went through a checklist.
HA! We're totally sitting in our room eating KFC & drinking beer.
OH!! I forgot - while we were sitting in Jolly Joker, Dick leans over to Miss Pussy & says, "Well, should we go pick up some hookers?"
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(1) He's since sent me a couple of his stories. Hit me up if you'd like to read his stuff.
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