MSG!

Mrs. talked me into going to the Chinese buffet for dinner.  When is that ever a good idea??  300 items!  All of them bad!  Funny thing about that buffet, there were Mexican families at the restaurant.  It got me feeling fantastico.  I miss my hermanos.  There are only like 20 Mexicans living in Pittsburgh.  I don’t know what Juan, Carlos, Jose, and Fernando have against my adopted city, but they seem to stay clear.  Or they’re all getting poisoned at the Chinese buffet.  The landscapers here are white.  Madness!  Oh what I would give for an El Milagro taco from Blue Island Road in Chicago.

As a teacher, I made liberal use of my sick days.  Upon my (triumphant) return, I’d look over the sub’s attendance sheet sign-in.  Inevitably some clown would sign in as Hugh Jass, or Anita Amanda Hugandkiss.  Isn’t that supposed to make the teacher mad?  Not me.  Those names made my day.  Ooooooooo I loved me some goofy names.  Of course I’ve matured since then, right?  *Ahem*  We’re friends here, right?  I have a terrible confession:  I can no longer deny that my favorite TV show is iCarley.  You don’t know what iCarley is?  Of course you don’t!  Its targeted audience is 11-year-olds.  How I got mixed up with that crackhead show, well, I’ll never know.  The over-acting is so over-the-top, it’s ridiculous.  Even Zach shakes his head in disgust.  It makes Mad TV look like subtle sophisticated comedy.  So I’ve got that going for me.