Say the Secret Word and win a hundred dollars
And the phrase for the day is: "Maguro-tuna-like torso".
I had a Greggyswara fuckin day. On the way back from the Theosophy Lodge I stopped by the Bouzas. There was some whipped cream cake with fruit in the fridge. Had some. I didn't want to be rude. Them Nip bakeries in Gardena know how to do up proper the whipped cream cake thing.
Went to the "House of Loud children". Helped make a cake for Katie's birthday - as in: mixed it, pulled it out the oven and did a masterful job with the chocolate frosting.
The family went bowling as I kicked back, popped open a Newcastle and laid back to soak in the silence the Froning living room rarely experiences.
Twenty minutes later they were back! I had just started to relax.
We ate cake a little later which, by the way, DOES indeed go well with Newcastle Brown Ale.
Yessss, a perfect Greggyswara-Hanumanji Sunday: half the day smoked away in naps, the other half lollygagging in the mindful exercise of cake and beer consumption.
myrrrrrrrrrrrrf.
Comments
I'm proud of you...I want beer.
Posted by: beefcake | February 21, 2006 01:24 PM
i need to go to theosophy sometime... i think it would be right up my alley, and by alley, i mean you mom's ass hole... or maybe greg's ass-hole... it's all the same to a clam (hat)
Posted by: psychadelic fur burger | February 26, 2006 04:58 PM