Tuesday, January 31, 2006

the fishie and the ram

The fishie and the Ram.
your on, sister!

Monday, January 30, 2006

a Youngstown-ism.

pretty sure.
"AMEN4NA". Right on.

It's a STEELERS Sunday!

Last weekend I went to Pittsburgh for the game, and to spend some valuable time with the Santuccinators + Aaron.
me and some silly get up

This was a much more laid back game day than the week previous, where we started drinking at noon and the next thing we know STEELERS win and we drink more, and then we're all getting hit on by this swinger couple and she keeps doing that little " lift shirt- show-stomach, show-stomach- turn around-wiggleass-wiggleass." thing, while he is standing in back of the room watching her. They were both totally insane. Pretty good times, my friends.
Anyway, we went to Silky's first (the Dutchess loves Silky's) and since it was so packed we went to Buffalo Blues in Shadyside.
"I don't hate the STEELERS, I hate the fans." -whatever.

It was packed there too, but the crowd was off the hook.
Pittsburgh's goin' YINZ.
I love the woman in the lower right!

Mila points out, again:
Aaron, Mycol and the hosiewhatsits

Mycol thinks I'm taking his photo, but I'm really not I'm snapping a picture of what is going on in the background...see that couple there? Just as I spotted it, the Dutchess turns to me and says "Hey. look at those dykes over there. they were just frenchin' & slobberin all over each other." with that unique matter-of-fact-ness that leaves me laughing out loud. I didn't even flinch, I grabbed my camera and started snapping. "Wow. Pittsburgh's so cool." I said, as Mila laughed. She went on to explain how she thought that this was such an "unattractive" couple and how men just don't want to see two "unattractive" lesbians kissing out in public and so on...then they turned around at the same time as to head to the bar. MILA AND I LOOK RIGHT AT EACH OTHER STARTLED because, They weren't lesbians, it was a man and a woman. The dude was way smaller- OK! ahhhnd she's a creative writer, alright! We're sorry.

santuccinator and...
is he even looking at her?

This is probably the point where Mila is trying to tell Aaron to check out those two lesbians over there (we explain what big jackasses we are later) and he's looking..but has he looked at his SHIRT lately? Way to roll the Game Day look.

Mila points out:

"OOH. I DUNNO. tell her!"
"NO WAY. you tell her."
"That's a toughie."
I just left that exchange right there.

The threat

A glimpse of my Game Day. How was yours?
Yinz' watch dem STILLRS win da SuperBowl n'aT.

Saturday, January 14, 2006


ThorndikeThorndike. It should be said with the emphasis on the "-diKE!" with a really high pitched voice.
Thorndike is the name of a doggie she fell in love with, her name is really Anne but you won't ever hear me call her that. She's as compassionate as she is beautiful. She's essential when parting or crying. She screams at the television when the Yankees are playing. And Auburn. And Georgia. She'll do shots of Jack Daniels and eat pork ass. She loves Jimmie Vaughn and he lit up when her car started. She likes the woods. She'll never admit she farted seven times. She quit smoking. She witnessed that dude light his pubes on fire with me, and she had to have been convinced that the horses would come running if I whistled with my fingers- at least for a second, after all I was on a roll with convincing and reasoning at the time. She rented scary movies with me on Halloween in a haunted house (post major hauntings) that was built in the 1830's. There's so much more...
She's fabulous, charming and her smile will hook you into fun fun stuff. But most importantly, she has a new computer and internet access NOW!
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