Showing posts with label Breaking news. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Breaking news. Show all posts

Monday, January 21, 2008

The "C" Word

Not cancer.

Not Cindy.

The word of the day is chorizo.

For the uninitiated, chorizo is a fatty pork sausage seasoned with chili, paprika and garlic. Chorizo—and eggs—is what Susan tucked into this morning. (Oh, and rosemary potatoes, tortillas, and a dab of guacamole.)


Now that I'm over my cold, I figured it was safe to see Smooky. We decided to meet at The Taco Spot, one of our favorite hangouts, for a late breakfast. Her platter was enormous, but she ate most of it, and then packed up the rest for an afternoon snack.


I'm here to say she is chowing down the calories. But when will her metabolism get the memo?


Our girl is skinny. When she says she has "no junk in the trunk," she's lying like a dawg. There is no trunk! She has no booty.

Frankly, I don't know how her pants stay up. (Suspenders? Duct tape? Faith?)


However, now that her taste buds have bounced back, she can once again enjoy subtleties in flavor and seasonings. And if she keeps eating like a longshoreman, she's bound to return to her fightin' weight very soon.


In the meantime, feel free to suggest your favorite high-calorie, diet-busting treat. You may inspire Susan to binge on your behalf.


Here are my ideas:


1. Thirsty? Conserve water. Try a nice milkshake or two.

2. Grilled cheese sandwiches with double cheese.

3. Deep fried…anything.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Remain calm! Do not be alarmed!

Just had a long chat with Smooky and she asked me to let you know about her latest misadventure at Hotel Hope. (You recall the time her pole attacked her, right?) Let me break it down for you:

She was using her computer while a nurse was, er, examining a boo-boo in her tush region. The phone rang and, since she was expecting a call from an old pal, she lunged for the receiver. This experience showed her that:

a) Mac laptops do
not bounce when they crash to the floor, and
b) if even a
microscopic tidbit of the Ethernet socket gets damaged, you can't get Internet access.

The computer works fine, but getting online is a no-go, at least for now. Her Mac can work with a wireless connection, so she plans to hoof it downstairs and figure out how to log in to the rumored WiFi signal in the lobby. But not tonight.


So it may take her a day or more to check her email and blog again. Do not be alarmed! She sounds chipper, and is really concentrating on EATING—whether she feels like it or not.

Keep the comments coming. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone on Team Susan!