Friday, December 28, 2007

Dead Cells, Live Flesh

The price i paid for savoring tamales at lunch. Two!! Homemade! (Not my home, that's for sure! LOL...) Long story...

When i had to cut off my broken nail, i traumatized the bed, and a bead of blood seeped through the crack. Like a bright red balloon being inflated. It was kinda cool!

If the tamales weren't worth it, the Tapatío certainly was! : D

And now, having viewed the montage above, i am craving cocktail sauce...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I just got a papercut under the same nail. I think I should claim workmans comp. After all I was doing my own damn filing when that occurred. I need a secretary, one like the movie.