Prawn, Squid, what’s the diff, when it come down to the cool factor?
Like anything timed to a clock makes sense!
Here I am trying, seriously, seriously trying to crank my internal clock around to that of a “normal” person’s, and I’m checking the hits at 2:30 in the morning and thinking “well fuck that!”
There’s a reason they called it a Clockwork Orange.
(OT: there’s also a reason Charo’s hits go up at night)
I’m simply stealing this from Raj, cuz he stole the idea from me. Thus, the Internet comes full circle; no longer a series of tubes, it’s become a series of hula hoops. And I’m not apologizing for the hotlinking, either. At least not till he’s bought me one.
Famous Japadog
Japanese hotdog? Sound appealing? Well it is! On Lorraine’s reccomendation, I took a chance at the hotdog stand on the corner of Smithe and Burrard, close to the Sutton Place Hotel.
So what’s in a Japadog anyways? There’s two varieties that this particular stand sells.
The Terimayo which hosts Teriyaki Sauce, Mayo, Japanese Seaweed and Fried Onions on a 100% beef hot dog.
The Oroshi is composed of special Soy Sauce, Oroshi Daikon Radish, Green Onions on a Bratwurst (white pork) sausage.
I tried the Oroshi on my last visit and look forward to trying the Terimayo next time. Delicious! The Daikon made the bun a bit soggy towards the end tho but upon comment to the ‘chef’ she said that she’ll endeavour to squeeze the radish out a bit better next time. Photos posted below.
It appears that no force, however decadent, can resist the sheer human power of Cloris Leachman, in her eighties, giving it her showbiz all. Both the Fuggers and Defamer, two of the most selfconsciously jaded sites around, have fallen for Nurse Rached.
The Fuggers:
If you had said to me a year ago, “Heather, sometime in August 2006, you will see a photograph of Cloris Leachman wearing a foot-eating boho skirt, a strange, puffy white shirt, and a belt made of strips of leather that sits Federline-low — and she will not only look drunk, but she will be holding a keg over her head like she’s about to Donkey Kong that thing through a row of frat boys,” I would have smiled, told you that you looked very pretty in that outfit, and promptly delivered you to the nearest House of Bedlam, where you and your insane babble clearly would have belonged.
And from Defamer where, for once, no one dared defame the star:
Defamer Frozen Moments: Cloris Leachman Shows The Kids How It’s Done At ‘Beerfest’ Premiere
At last night’s Grauman’s Chinese Theatre premiere of Beerfest, once octogenarian star Cloris Leachman was gently lowered back onto her feet by director Jay Chandrasekhar after completing a potentially life-threatening, five-minute keg stand, she punctuated the unexpected display of her incredible drinking capacity by hoisting aloft the fully drained keg and emitting a belch so powerful that it cracked the slab of concrete in the nearby courtyard containing Judy Garland’s handprints. “Top that, you little bitches,” challenged Leachman as she strolled past her much younger, tragically lightweight castmates and into the screening.
Thus, a Hollywood legend is born.
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