Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Tweeze Me

Ah yes – Another busy weekend. The Warden took the day off on Friday and gave the house a complete makeover. She did a marvelous job. I feel so inferior ;-)

Early Saturday afternoon our niece and nephew, and their three kids, arrived from near Austin. A we dragged them and another nephew (and his two kids) down to the Jazz Alive jazz festival at Travis Park downtown. It was a relaxing afternoon, and the kids had great fun, but the music sucked. Correct me if I’m wrong, but aren’t jazz festivals supposed to feature, um, jazz? They had some music, but it was very poorly organized (between the two stages), and it wasn’t very good. The music is usually better in the evenings, but the size of the crowd is prohibitive and not exactly conducive to a good time.

So we headed back to the house. We (about 15 of us) ate burgers & dogs for dinner. The kids played games. The adults drank a good bit, watched pay-per-view boxing, yapped and had fun.

Sunday I cooked a heaping breakfast and we the niece, nephew and kids on their way to visit a few other people before heading up north.

It was a good weekend.

We’re visiting them next month. I want to take the kids to see the bats. We’ll do Sixth Street too I’m sure. My liver hurts already!


Memory du Jour:
Arizona, 1976 (or so)
I’d got some cactus in my arm or hand or both. Not having any tweezers of my own, I borrowed my sister’s and walked down the hall toward the kitchen. My sis was sitting at the dining room table as I came around the corner, intently trying to tweeze the spine(s) from my flesh. She asked me if I was using her tweezers. I answered in the affirmative, to which she replied with something like, “Gimme my tweezers!!!!!” I refused, telling her I was just taking out some cactus spines. She insisted, as only an adolescent sister can. After a little back and forth I said, “Fine. Here.” And threw them at her. They stuck neatly in her thigh. We both looked at the tweezers sticking out of her leg, then at each other. “M-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-m-m-m-m-m-m-m!!!!!!” Shit. I screwed up again.

I think my mind blocked out the punishment. You know; a survival mechanism ;-)


Quote of the Day:
It's only when you look at an ant through a magnifying glass on a sunny day that you realize how often they burst into flames. -- Harry Hill

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jules said...

Laughing at the last picture!

The_Gator said...

lol...that dumbass gave the wrong answer...he was supposed to say..."baby, you are beautiful without the make upso either you get make up and i get beer or you get no make up and i get no beer.

Dawn (webmiztris) said...

damn, those must have been some sharp tweezers! no wonder she didn't want you to use 'em!

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Bunny ~N~ Early said...

It's almost impossible to find the perfect tweezers. Did no one tell you that a woman's tweezers are sacred? Sounds like your sister had the perfect pair if they stuck in her leg lol.
Will you have a drink at the old side of Maggie Mays on 6th street for us and see if our names are still on the walls? I miss that place...

Sheila said...

If you had deliberately tried to throw the tweezers at your sister and make them stick in her leg, there is no way on earth you would have been successful lol.

Sounds like you had a nice weekend even if the music sucked.

BTW I plan on trying the clam chowder recipe this weekend. One question - do I add the sour cream (or "sire" cream as it is generally pronounced in these parts) when I add the half and half? Or do I add it with the potatoes, clams and pepper?

Karlos said...

Jules: Made me chuckle too. ;-)

Gator: Yeah…not too bright; but who would we laugh at if not for the idiots of the world?

Dawn: I’m not sure if they were really sharp or if I just threw ‘em really hard!

Y: I think I’m finally figuring that out after all these years. I’ll have a couple of drinks for ya at Maggie’s!

Sheila: You’re right. I’d never have been able to do it if I tried! Add the “sire” cream about 15-20 minutes before you serve it. Hope comes out very tasty!

Margaret said...

The Warden did the house and you noticed!! OMG!! I didn't know this "notice what is done" gene existed in a guy. I've thrown up my hands and gave up on that possibility years ago. What is she feeding you? Glasses? Contacts? There has got to be an on switch there I haven't found on my model prototype. What is it?