As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
I really am trying to do better as Captain Kirk mentioned people like filler and as I am full of it, I try and sound normal for the day, although I did have an interesting aura reading experience which I will mention some other time.
Tonight's menu will be:
Water.
Leftover grilled brats on a bun. I like the Johnsonville little hotdogs they all brats as they do not make me sick.
I am making a muskmelon fruit salad with grapes if the grapes are not moldy.
Cottage cheese. I found some creamy farmer's cheese which again is not making me sick.
Potato salad that TL makes and is delicious, not like the mother's which was like all things in her existence, dry and disappointingly sour.
Some fresh vinegar pickles
I think we will share a Klondike bar, mint.
Followed by a dose of quinine water and vodka with a half zinc pill chaser, which I already can taste and am wincing over.
My name is Trinity (1970) - The beans were not much...
The above is from My Name Is Trinity. I never watch that movie, just the opening 10 minutes of it, as I love that part of it. I love the fat old Mexican woman sighing in disgust at his eating, and I love the line when he rides into town in the middle of a gun fight, which is brother Bambino is the target of the mob, and the lines are:
Hey you rag picker!
Who me?
Yeah you, stink weed. Loose the gun.
The drunk Mexican part is amusing too as he keeps talking about his mujair and Bambino tells him to shut up.
I do the same line with TL and begin things with, "I, I want", and then get annoying.
Anyway, when the world is filled with things not worth writing about, then you get filler.
Nuff Said
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