A Summer Day in the Life of Sax

8:30am

Gets out of bed "I got to take a piss"

Yummicoco: guess who finally has hot fudge?

Sax: what? who?

Yummicoco: Baskin Robbins (in our neighborhood. we thought there was a shortage in Brooklyn)


9:15am

Kisses Yummicoco (who is always late for work) goodbye.

9:30am

Goes back to sleep.

1:30pm Conversation with Yummicoco

Sax (talking about his older friend Tom) : so he was like "you know I can't just hang out and do nothing all day..." And then, I was like iight, dude, I just wanted to meet up for ice cream or something.

Flashback to 12 Noon

Sax at Baskin's: Let me get mint chocolate chip with hot fudge

Baskin's Arab Server: how many scoop?

Sax: one

Baskin's Arab: what? ump.

Sax: why? what the standard for a sundae?

Baskin's Arab: oh, two scoops for a sundae

Sax: iigiht, Dude, give me two scoops

Continue: 1:30pm Conversation with Yummicoco

yummicoco: did you eat the whole thing (I flushed most of my ice cream down the toilet the night before)

Sax: yeah, I ate the whole thing.

And that was his day.

Its My Birthday!!!

Yeah it was fun.

A party goer: I love yummicoco! I read it all the time.

Yummicoco: yeah, but its lame though (gave a thumbs down hand symbol)

A party goer: yeah but I still read it.

Thanks!!!!

Sexy Summer Solstice went off without a hitch and then the cops squashed the fun.

p.i.n.k vodka co-hort: It wouldn't be a great party if the cops didn't bust it up!

Kind of like Adam Goldberg's assumption (in DAzed and Confused) that the first punch ensures a win -the party ended in the first round and we came out scratch free.

Jonny Lives is a gentleman and a rocker, cool cups are cool and Heartland Brewery brews a bitchin beer.

please violate my backside, part 1

Sax ( to friends at Hookah bar in West LA): I wanted to check out the cultural center cuz it looked tight but they didn't want to go...

Yummicoco: Yeah, cuz we were trying to find a donkey show!

Drove to Tijuana with Sax and Shrone this past weekend while hanging out in LA. Thanks, Lex for taking care of my kitties!

They decimated my home with feline pine cat litter in effigy.

Lex: I think they're mad at you for leaving them.

Pressure!

Not only do my cats put pressure on me but someone's mother does too which can be overwhelming and makes me want to dive off the highest Hollywood Hill and into the mouth of a sabertooth tiger. But sabertooths no longer exist so that statement makes no sense but do you know what I mean?


highlights:

had to sneak into hotel room because conceirge thought that I was a prositute for Mike and Sax.

found no visible bedbugs in our bed

Did not drink a spot of water until we returned to California--stuck to beer and tequilla. NO ICE!!!

Bought a black velvet elvis portrait cuz kitsch is cool

sang "Breaking the Girl" with my travelling companions on the ride back to LA while reminising over narrowly escaping hepititis and not getting the shits.


Something I learned:

Tijuana prostitutes will still lunge after your man even if you are holding his hand while walking down the street. Also, the strippers let you touch and fondle their whosy-whatsits but they never take off their g-strings. Last but not least, most of these strippers and prostitutes are trans-men.

To Be Continued...

Part 2: The Donkey Show

Japanese cock harder than diamond!

Went to a book event last night for a book that is too big for me to read.

German guy: its a fast read. i really enjoyed it.

yummicoco (in her head): whoa, that book is pretty thick, he must be a real smarty.

Then we talked about German guys and their obsession with games like Magic the Gathering.

Lex thought that he and his girlfriend looked like swingers.

Lex: are all Germans freaky?

yummicoco: yes! Its something in the blood. I don't know what's wrong with them.

Sax's dad (Swiss German) sprayed his Japanese neighbor with the hose because she wouldn't leave him alone and she threw a piece of plywood at him. Turns out that she also knows his estranged brother.

crazy neighbor: I talked to him the other day and he told me that you don't talk to him that much....

Are Japanese crazy too?

As I left the party with Lex, we started talking about B.O and how we are not on the same wavelength when it comes to detecting it on a person.

Lex: that's cuz yr from Haiti.