Leftover Chinese Notices Something

Remember when Cartoon Network's Adult Swim paid their bills by selling 90 second spots to candy makers and jewelry machines? That was about all you saw back then. It's a different game these days. I'm watching the Superman trailer right now. They barely run self-promoting tile sequences these days...and I think they changed the font. I'd like to see the balance sheet on that operation.

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Leftover Chinese Toys with the Hyper Animal (cat bolg)


Might as well Jump.

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Leftover Chinese Leaves Town for Twenty Two Hours


Car


Patio


Living Room


Bar

That about sums it up.

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Leftover Chinese didn't Get Enough Instant Hilarity Last Month

In catching up with the aforementioned international man of mystery this morning, the ex-patriate told me that he was mentally drained after working on job applications. The conversation was concluded in the following manner:

- Friend: Drop me a line some time, pal.
- Leftoverchinese: Will do. get some rest, mayne.
- Friend: I'll send you naked photos!...no?
- Leftoverchinese: what??
- Friend: Me in compromising positions!

Oh sorry. Wrong [chat window].

lol

*friend logged out*

Yikes. Get some rest, old man...and watch what you accidentially say to your buddies. He'll post it on the internet. Instant hilarity indeed.

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Leftover Chinese Finishes That Book

You'll see why I'm again writing about Helter Skelter in the last paragraph.

Spoiler alert: the defendant was found guilty along with members of 'the family'. They were sentenced to death, but California abolished the death penalty sometime in the seventies. That answers my question regarding why the guy is still alive.

According to the afterword published in 1994, the other convicted killers were for the most part rehabilitated and waiting out their life sentences as reborn Christians. Guns'n'Roses covered one of his songs and a no-name named Marilyn Manson was staring to make a name for himself with few references to the man himself. Ha. 1994. Who'd have thunk GNR's best days were behind them and Marilyn Manson's best were still ahead of him?

So I closed the book (while on the train), did some quick reflecting on the whole story and filed it away under: "don't convince a group of people to murder for you." I transferred trains and had moved on to other thoughts. Once the train started moving, I was casually glancing at a commuter's newspaper and noticed that she was reading an obituary...for the presiding judge on the case. Woah.

Coincidence? I hope so. Tip and Shout, Judge Older.

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Leftover Chinese Makes the Healthy Choice

The day stared with a quick breakfast of those Creme Wafer sticks while I waited for things to get done. Before I knew it, I was staring at the largest gyro this side of last weekend while discussing a day in life of the cubed employee. Between the day job and night practice, I purchased three McDonalds hamburgers for consumption in heat and humidity. When the day was done, I stood at the grocery store freezer without any idea of what to eat. I needed something...healthy.

It's been years since I bought a microwave meal becuase my parents insisted on home cooked meals. I see a lot of these meals packed in the community corpo-fridge and was kind of curious. Nothing ever smelled bad when I saw this prepared, so I figure give it a shot. Swedish Meatballs? Nope. Meatloaf? Looks good...but no. Salsbury Steak? That's more of a celebratory TV dinner. Vegetables and noodles? I'm not a cheese man. So many choices, so little that looks appealing.

I eventually went with Healthy Choice brand Country Glazed Chicken. Everything tasted like plastic. The chicken was...soft. The mushrooms were...barely noticed. The rice was...there. I'm not sure what a five-star microwave meal tastes like, so I'll give this a...two and a half.

Mmmm...plastic.

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Leftover Chinese Tracks a Picture's Voyage To MySpace


Back when I'd take my bulky Digital-SLR everywhere I went, I caught some commotion at a Sox game. 'Git-R-Done' was a catch phrase I had never heard before.


That night I cropped the picture and posted the hilarity on the web log used by my circle of friends to kill time.


Fourteen months later, I randomly happened upon this page on a myspace profile of a virtual stranger (i.e. friend of a friend). One can't be sure that the image jumped from that particular web blog to myspace, but it's the most likely scenario.

Ever wonder how far random, non-newsworthy images travel from their original source? Hmm....

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Leftover Chinese Tries Watermelon

...and again my tongue gets swollen. Same thing happens with cantaloupe...well, cantaloupe makes my throat itch. I guess fruit is bad for me. Sweeeet.

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Leftover Welcomes Back Spring



Street Festivals are usually conducted in warm weather. This time it was relatively chilly. You almost don't mind the crowds, crowds, noise, and the wonderful 'tickets for dollars' system.

Average weather around these parts progressed from winter in February to Late-Spring in March to Late-Winter in April to Late-Summer in May and now to our current Mid-Spring in June. Good times

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Leftover Chinese is Reading Another Book

The 2006 book parade continues into the summer with Helter Skelter. I didn't really know much about this particular piece of 1960's history going into the book, so starting the story with a clean slate has been nicely entertaining.

Rather than internalize the gruesome details of the crimes, I've been fascinated by the author's steps to investigate, compile and prosecute a strong case. Due to a lack of cooperation between investigative teams, the he had to act as both prosecution and what amounts to head detective. So far all the guy has a weak case based mostly on who confessed what to whom. It's not merely enough to find the evidence or corroborate statements. You apparently have to piece together a show that will work its way through the court system.

It's proving to be a quick read, so I'll let you know how it turns out. I think they're found guilty (sarcasm).

My interest in how lawyers reason their way in and out of situations or theories continues. Perhaps lawyer school is a challenge worth considering.

Anyway, the point of that story is that I found the book on my street a month or so ago. Medman Dan was along for the walk and told me it was the first 'adult' book he read during his pre-teen years. That must have been one big eye opener.

When I'm done with the book, I will put the universe back in balance by tossing it back on the street unless someobdy out there would like to read it before I toss it. Whomever lost the book (based on the books location and relative wear, presumably a bicyclist) should pick it back up. There's a dog ear on page 672. They're due closure.

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Leftover Chinese Doesn't Really Appreciate That

So my landlord has been showing my apartment to prospective tenants from time to time. I don't mind so long as it doesn't look like anybody touched anything. They should come in, look around, ask a few questions and be on their way.

I came home to a different scene today. There was a different vibe welcoming me into the home. I took a look around and drew the following conclusion: I'm definitely not a big fan of coming home to an apartment of pulled blinds, open bedroom closets, wide open bedroom doors and...yes, the ol' duker left in the open seated toilet. I'd rather they have stolen stuff (not really).

At least whomever did it wiped. Bleech.

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Leftover Chinese Won't Try THAT Hard to Solve the Mystery

So this morning, I'm getting my tri-weekly lunch sandwich together. Lunch meat? Check. Bread? Check. Lettuce Leaf? Check. Slice of tomato? Che-waaaah? I'm pretty sure I picked up a tomato at the grocery store on saturday. I'm pretty sure that while I was bagging my groceries, I remember thinking that the tomato was probably going to suffer a bruise or two. I used the rest of last week's tomato at the cookout. Whaaaa?

Check that. I will try hard to solve the mystery and dig the receipt out of the shallow trash.

*picture me digging the receipt followed by filling the trash with the spoiled food in the fridge*

Nope. No tomato. Then what the hell did I think was going to suffer?

meh, I'll let that mystery ride.

Got a mystery to solve? Leave a message.

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Leftover Chinese Admits Stuff

Yeah. I spaced out on my laundry sitting in the dryer today because I got caught up watching a movie about a high school girls basketball team. It wasn't even that good. The 'messages' were introduced and filed away in a matter of a few seconds. Seemed tacked on there to me. One of the characters did star in Wings...the TV show, not the band.

Um. I had too much to drink last night and as a result, I was a) late to a relative-in-law's 70th birthday party at an all-you-can-eat chinese buffet and b)had to limit myself to only soup and some noodles.

Let's see. The price of last night's fun means I'm going to challenge myself to go dry for a little while. Seriously.

What else. There's a fuzzy beanie baby doll that was originally meant as a present for my niece from a previous girlfriend. I repeatedly forgot to give it to her. Yesterday, the cat pulled it out of the coffee table's cubby hole and has claimed it as a new favorite toy. Sorry.

Oh. The razor will not be used until I have a really good reason to shave it off...like a date, job interview, or portrait.

It's time for sleep.

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Leftover Chinese Opens up Summer

"Winning Moves"

Lyrics by Will Komassa. Transcribed on the train ride home last week.

Well, I'm two bills down and alone to boot
didn't use my head, now I'm out of loot.
Can't feel the groove but then along the road (?)
lady luck, she back at home.

First I lay it down then I take a hit,
and the natives here can't hurt my ship.
We all come to play, some win, some lose
Better look out now I brought my WINNING MOVES.

*breakdown*

Droppin' twenty-five 'n now I'm feelin' fine
Dame table limit ain't no friend of mine.
It was an hour drive but it was worth the wait
through the darkened 'hoods of the Badger State.

He's got the WINNING MOVES
(I got the WINNING MOVES)
He's got the WINNING MOVES
(I got those WINNING MOVES)
He's got the WINNING MOVES
(I got the WINNING MOVES)
I never ever lose, I got the WINNING MOVES.

*solo*

Well they say that she's a lady, but she's not a tramp
gave me all she had and now I'm a champ.
There's a lovin' skin so sticky sweet
and the girls be jazzed (?) time to have a treat

Can't stop me now, i'm like a pig in slop
cause tonight my house was a bumper crop
and to leave my city is like a dream come true
i really club those hearts with my winning moves

He's got the winning moves
(I got the winning moves)
He's got the winning moves
(I got those winning moves)
He's got the winning moves
(I got the winning moves)
I never ever lose, I got the WINNING MOVES.

*call and response*

*dice rattle*

(spoken) Somebody take me to the tables!

Welcome to Summer, Folks. Guess the casino reference and win a suggested Roulette number. I had to transcribe and post these lyrics here. I'd forget otherwise. Sweet.

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