Highlights of Trip Home

I know it’s been a while since I’ve updated. I guess it’s been hard to blog since I got back from my trip up North for my brother’s graduation from high school (I’m old) and realized that my father’s friends are actually reading this…guess that puts the kabosh on writing about salsa sex scandal 07 (just kidding…?).

Anyway, highlights of the trip (I know you’d rather read about my trip than salsa sex scandal…) include the giant full roasted pig my father bought for the catered graduation party to ostensibly “feed the guests”…do we really live in an age where we want to know what it is we eat? Let alone have it stare at us all afternoon?! I think he was really just acting upon his unconscious perverse desire to horrify…forget about the vegetarians (not that any came, or stayed once they saw that adorable slaughtered pig head…). Anyway, I managed to sneak some pig meat into my suitcase and onto the plane. Not that there’s a law against bringing meat on a plane (yet), but as my father’s friend pointed out, it could read as a body part on one of those x-ray machines…(so the perverse desire to horrify runs in the family).

Other highlights include the wine, cheese, and salami (it was a very pork-filled trip) lunch with my oldest friend of 25 years. While we were at the deli buying the food, we ran into another girl/woman (she’s, like, old now…what is up wit dat?!) who I used to play JV basketball with. She always got kicked out of all our games for swearing at the refs. As an anti-aging effect the capsule fight against wrinkles, fine order tadalafil lines, grey hair, poor vision, lack of energy and lack of stamina. Sufferers may also have erectile dysfunction, and some patients have even developed cataracts, liver dysfunction, and purchase tadalafil online diabetes. You generico cialis on line pelvis should also be checked. Low testosterone is canada pharmacy viagra also known to be the most potent drug for ED in men. Which I would have admired had she not then left me (team captain), stranded with only three other players (all skinny freshman) to get slaughtered time and time again in a humiliating defeat. To this day, the feeling of abandonment is still with me. Lucky for her I have a soft spot for Jewish girls who date black guys and lack any cliquish vibe, and so it was still good to see her. After lunch, I fell into a wine/cheese/salami coma/nap before taking my mother salsa dancing, which required more wine. She enjoyed the lesson, but I have to say the LA dancers are far superior.

I realized that I’ve relayed the events in the wrong order, but memory is non-linear.

Just for today, I had a good trip home.