My pops called me yesterday because his HP Smart app on his computer wasn’t opening and he had to scan some documents. This was how our convo went:
Me: IDK how to help you with that. Dad: But you installed it. Me: When? Like 10 years ago???
I just walked him through taking pictures of the documents on his phone, then attaching the photos on an email from his phone. His navy friend told him that the VA will pay for you to take college classes plus pay you $2500 a month on top of that for 4 years and give you a laptop. He’s retired, so he wants to fill his time and make some extra cash money, too. So he’s submitting paperwork for that.
I was like, ‘You could not pay me to go back to school!’ You guys, I was the only one of my friends who didn’t graduate high school in white (an honor student I was not), I took a single AP class my senior year (statistics) and I failed the AP test miserably, I took classes at every single community college in SD before transferring to SDSU where I only went for a year before I left to go to The Art Institute (which has since closed down), and I didn’t finish, but I left with $80K in student loan debt 😅 (which I’ve since paid off, because you don’t need a degree to be a successful graphic designer).
Anyway, if anyone knows how to fix the HP Smart app on an old PC, please help my dad because this B-sian ain’t the one 😆
And then, she came up to my knees Begging, ‘Baby, would you please? Do the things you said you’d do to me, to me?’
Oh, won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?
When you get a taste, can you tell me what’s my flavor?
I don’t believe in God, but I believe that you’re my savior
I know that you’ve been worried, but you’re dripping in my favor
And when we’re getting dirty, I forget all that is wrong
I sleep so I can see you ’cause I hate to wait so long
I heard this song on KROQ and shazam’d it. I saw that I had already shazam’d this same song earlier this week! When I got home, I googled the song and was surprised it was sung by a woman. She sounds very masculine and the song is about a woman, but it turns out she’s a lesbian 😆 It’s like when I first heard The Mars Volta, and thought they were women!
The Mars Volta – The Widow
Freeze without an answer Free from all the shame Then I’ll hide ‘Cause I’ll never, never sleep alone
They opened for Deftones at their show earlier this year in LA, but I was in Japan. The last time I saw The Mars Volta live was nearly two decades ago at SDSU, and I have yet to see Deftones live 😢
One thing about me, I’m a vodka seltzer girlie whenever I’m in the pool. If I’m the only adult, I make sure the kiddos all know how to swim before auntie gets her seltzer on 😜
I went to the resort with my bathing suit already on (and my bathing suit has a built-in bra), so I forgot to pack my regular bra. I showed up at breakfast the next morning in my bathing suit with a sheer cover up over it and my sunglasses on to block the haters 😎 I expected to see some other people wearing their bathing suits (people come to this hotel for the pools), but I was literally the only one and severely underdressed 😅
My sister’s ex was there with his family, and I ran into his wife and kid when I went to the pool without my sister when she was back at the hotel room getting her rash guard. When I posted my story to IG about being there, an ex of mine DM’d me that he was there 2 weeks ago. Moral of the story: don’t go to the Gaylord Pacific in San Diego unless you want to run into your ex 😅
They have water slides, but I have an irrational fear of getting stuck in one and having to be cut out like Homer Simpson 😆
It’s v expensive to stay here ($500+ a night 😵💫), but it’s a Marriott hotel, so I’m down if anyone with Bonvoy points wants me to come float around the lazy river with them 😎
You don’t know wealth until you’ve milked a pecan.
Erewhon just opened a location up the street from me in Manhattan Beach. You guys, there’s a Trader Joe’s across the street from my apartment (plus two more within a 3-mile radius) and two Whole Foods within the same distance (the beach cities love their organic food). All that to say, I have options. So I won’t be hitting up Erewhon anytime soon for Hailey Bieber’s $20 Strawberry Glaze Skin Smoothie or new salt (enough of that old shit) 🤣
Pammie’s husband is in Vegas and her work trip got canceled, so I stayed at her house in San Diego a few extra days. I’m going back to LA tomorrow night, though, because I have a concert at The Orpheum on Wednesday.
As a rule, I don’t eat baby animals (lamb, veal or suckling anything)—just adult animals who have lived a full life LOL. I also don’t eat pork anymore after playing with the mini pigs at mipig cafe in Japan. According to Google, cornish game hens are slaughtered at 4-5 weeks of age, so they’re off limits for me. My mom loves cornish game hens, though, so I air-fried her some following this easy recipe.
Actual footage of me rubbing their raw tiny bodies with spices:
(Yes, BBQ is also my love language. And so are gift bags. Your girl is hella lingual.)
You guys, I think I’ve perfected the art of making sourdough bread. My first bread tasted good, but didn’t rise as much as it should’ve. I googled and found out that feeding my starter whole wheat flour instead of bread flour might remedy that, and it totally worked! I got so much height in these new loaves, they look like the bread bowls we used to eat clam chowder out of at Boudin!
Since Christine is the one who suggested I start making sourdough, I gave her a loaf, along with her favorite garlic dip from Del Mar Fair, and some Milky tablets because this girl eats dairy like she’s not lactose intolerant as fuck 😅
I usually start my 4th of July morning by watching Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest. Last year, Joey Chestnut, who’s won every year since I started watching this contest over a decade ago (except The Great Upset of 2015 when he lost to Matt Stonie), was disqualified from competing because he had a sponsorship with Impossible Foods, and Nathan’s considered it a conflict of interest. Apparently, he’s signed a deal with Nathan’s since then, and was able to compete this year. I didn’t know he was competing, so I skipped the live competition in the morning. Luckily, ESPN showed reruns throughout the day 😆 Anyway, Joey Chestnut reclaimed the Mustard Belt, of course! I went to Nathan’s at Coney Island the last time I was in NYC, but I would love to watch the hot dog eating contest in person one day 🌭✨
My sister’s rooftop has a perfect view of the fireworks from the Olympic Training Center. Apologies for the Katy Perry song—I had to cover up the audio of my mom’s sister singing God Bless America LOL (IDK which is worse, TBH).
If the President of the United States dies, resigns, or is removed from office, the Vice President automatically becomes President. If the Vice President is also unable to serve, the Speaker of the Housethen becomes President. After the Speaker, the President Pro Tempore of the Senate and then the heads of the cabinet departments in order of their agencies’ creation would follow in the line of succession.
Here’s the breakdown of the current presidential line of succession (along with links to unsavory articles about 99% of them):
Vice President: JD Vance 🤢 (I don’t have the bandwidth to list everything I despise about this man, just google his ass)
Speaker of the House of Representatives: Mike Johnson 🤢 (said California Governor Newsom should be ‘tarred and feathered’ for his opposition of Trump sending the National Guard and Marines to LA during the ICE protests)
President Pro Tempore of the Senate: Chuck Grassley 🤢 (he’s in his fucking 90s!)
Secretary of the Treasury: Scott Bessent 🤢 (gay and married and had children through a surrogate, yet has not said one word about Trump’s anti-gay and anti-women’s reproductive rights agenda)
Secretary of Commerce: Howard Lutnick 🤢 (said the ridiculously high tariffs on foreign countries won’t matter ‘if you build in America and produce your product in America’ and his flabbers were gasted when congresswoman Madeleine Dean said, ‘We cannot build bananas in America’)
Secretary of Labor: Lori Chavez-DeRemer (A pro-union republican? Isn’t that an oxymoron?)
Secretary of Health and Human Services: Robert F. Kennedy 🤢 (an anti-vaxxer in charge of America’s health!)
Secretary of Housing and Urban Development: Scott Turner (I searched everywhere for a negative article about this man, but his only fault is that he used to play in the NFL for the San Diego Chargers 😆)
Secretary of Transportation: Sean Duffy 🤢 (a frat boy from MTV’s The Real World: Boston. True story!)
Secretary of Energy: Chris Wright 🤢 (doesn’t believe in renewable energy, and continues to push the use of coal, oil and gas)
Secretary of Education: Linda Mcmahon 🤢 (wants to privatize public schools)
Secretary of Veterans Affairs: Doug Collins 🤢 (plans to cut 80,000 jobs at the Department of Veteran’s Affairs. My dad and uncles are veterans, and it already takes forever for their claims to go through. How is cutting 80k jobs from the VA workforce gonna help that???)
Secretary of Homeland Security: Kristi Noem 🤢 (I can’t fucking stand this woman and her ICE commercials. If the 17 people before her die, and she’s appointed president, we’re cooked)
I was so excited when Nori sent me this video, that we went to Trader Joe’s during lunch so I could pick up this dip (along with a bunch of other shit).
I found the dip a little bland. I’ve also had Trader Joe’s Buffalo Chicken Dip before and was underwhelmed. Everyone and their mama who went feral over this dip has obviously never had the garlic dip at Chicken Dijon. It’s Last Meal worthy. I’m not a food snob (Nori and I have the 3-for-me special at Chili’s once a week!), but I know good food, and this Trader Joe’s dip ain’t it.
The bestie took me to Cracker Barrel once, and her husband loves the french toast there and had me try some of his. It tasted like the basic ass french toast I could make at home!
The best french toast I ever had was at this french resto in LA, République. They add an automatic 4% service charge to your bill to cover their employees’ health benefits, which I’m usually so against (I think I’m paying enough for this overpriced albeit delicious kouign-amann), but the food is so good.
Anyway, save your money on this Trader Joe’s dip 😆 Or better yet, come visit me and I’ll take you to Chicken Dijon for their much superior garlic dip.
I have a tiny ass kitchen. I’m taller than my fridge, I have a single-bowl sink, my stove/oven’s electric and only 24″ wide, and there’s barely any counter space. I just bought two more dutch ovens to bake sourdough in, and I have no where to store them.
My sister bought the biggest model home in her community, so she has a gourmet kitchen with all Kitchen-Aid appliances, two full size ovens, a convection microwave, a wine fridge, a dishwasher, a double-bowl sink, a huge quartz island counter, a Kangen Water System… You could fit 9 of my kitchens in her kitchen 😅 I do all my baking at her house, and I keep a lot of my appliances there, too—my Vitamix, slow cooker, Japanese knife set, dutch oven (plus the two I just bought), charcuterie boards, cookie sheets…
I’ve lived in this studio for over a decade, and it might be time to move into a place with a bigger kitchen. Maybe even a place with a bedroom 😜 My friends from the east coast are visiting LA in a couple weeks, and they asked to stay at my apartment while they’re here. I don’t mind, of course, but they’ve been to my apartment before so they know it’s gonna be tight. Plus, they’re a couple and I only have one bed. I was like, ‘Someone’s gonna have to sleep on the couch. What side of the bed does your husband sleep on?’ 😜
When I first moved to LA, I worked with this guy from SF who made his own sourdough. He would bring a homemade sandwich to work every day for lunch, and as the days passed, his sandwich would get smaller and smaller as he got towards the end of the loaf 😂 We only worked together a few months before his dad passed away and he moved back to his hometown to help out his mom, but I still think about him and his little sandwiches whenever I have sourdough 🥹
Update: You guys, it turned out sooo good. We already ate half the loaf! My sister’s husband said he’s gonna slang it at the farmer’s market and Chel said she’ll sell her earl grey calamansi juice (that she makes from the calamansi tree in her backyard) and we can go halfsies on a booth 😆
I was weary because I haven’t had much luck with yeasted doughs in the past—the first (and last!) time I made babka, I was in tears because I started so late in the evening and didn’t know the dough had to rise multiple times. I finished at like 3 in the morning and was so tired. Now, whenever I’m super tired, I say I’m ‘babka tired’, and my sister knows I’m not fucking around. I also tried to make homemade cinnamon rolls from scratch once, and it just didn’t rise like it was supposed to. Now I just use the pop tube cinnamon rolls and do the TikTok hack for it to taste homemade 🤪
Anyway, this is the first of many homemade sourdough loaves to come!
I have two sourdough starters that I feed daily – regular and gluten-free (for my seester). To differentiate between the two (the regular starter is fed with whole wheat flour while the gluten-free one is fed with brown rice flour), I’ve added pictures of the Property Brothers to the lids of the jars (since that’s who the starters are named after). Jonathan is regular and Drew is gluten-free, obvi 😆
Fun fact: I just googled, and Drew actually follows a gluten-free diet!
I was at my old friend Kelley’s apartment in the mid-2000s, and we were perusing Craigslist’s Missed Connections ads LOL and stumbled upon a post that was about her! She would roller skate around her complex with her dog, and someone described a girl who looked like Punky Brewster LOL (she totally had Soleil Moon Frye vibes) rollerskating with a dog around Mission Valley 😅
I used to watch her dog when she’d go out of town, and he was the goodest boi. That had to have been nearly 20 years ago, and my parents still talk about him to this day 🥹
I used to have this picure of him printed out on photo paper and pinned up in my office cube like he was my dog 😆
I would take Rocky to her apartment for play dates, and I found him in one of Kelley’s pictures of Q 😭 Q always froze in place whenever you’d try to put clothes on him 😆
This hat was Q’s, but Kelley gave it to Rocky because he didn’t mind wearing clothes 😆
IDK if this is true or if I’m even headed to heaven LOL, but it’s a nice thought. I would love to see these sweet boys again 🥹
I had on the true crime channel in the background while I worked, and there was a docu of a lady that had been murdered. I didn’t blink an eye when they said that she had been fatally stabbed 80 times, but I audibly gasped when they said her dog was also stabbed once but survived 😅
Update: It was sad to hear that a gunman (posing as law enforcement!) fatally shot Democratic leader and Minnesota House Speaker Melissa Hortman and her husband in their home, but I just saw he also wounded their beloved Golden Retriever, Gilbert, so bad that the dog had to be put down because of his injuries 😭 Minnesota doesn’t have the death penalty, but exceptions are made for federal cases. This asshole deserves nothing less than death by firing squad 🖕🏼
Jessie used to work for corporate at SeaWorld, and they would use her sometimes when they needed someone for promos 😆 Might have go to SeaWorld this summer, partly so Jessie can get reacquainted with the beluga whales, but mostly to see the Ying Yang Twins 😂
I have alarm reminders set up several times a day—one to wake up, one if concert tickets go on sale, four to take my meds throughout the day, and now one to feed my sourdough starter 😆
My mom says I would lose my vagina if it wasn’t attached. Nori and I once spent half an hour looking for my car after a Dodgers game because I couldn’t remember where I parked. I never remember where I park, even if I just run an errand at Target. I drop a pin now 😅 Whenever I’m at my sister’s house, I’m like, ‘Do you know where so-and-so is?’ and she always knows, down to the exact location. I’m like, ‘How do you always know where everything is?’ and she’s like, ‘Because I live here!’ I misplaced my Apple watch last week, and have just been walking around with a strip of white skin exposed on my wrist because I still haven’t found it. I can’t even use the Find My app on my Macbook or iPhone, because my watch is dead 😅 You guys, I live in a studio, so there’s not a lot of places it could be ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Is Marshall Lee, the cartoon gender-swapped human version of Marceline the Vampire Queen in Adventure Time (voiced by Donald Glover) fine as hell, or has it just been a long time since I’ve been with a man? (Don’t answer that).
Fun fact: My friend used to date an animator who was the lead character designer for Adventure Time, and he drew this necklace she used to wear all the time onto Marceline in one of the episodes.
I ordered this 233-year-old sourdough starter from San Francisco and have been feeding this baby daily. This bakery near my apartment, Tommy and Atticus, is named after their sourdough starters. I decided to call mine ‘Seymour’ after Little Shop of Horrors since I’m always feeding it. Yes, I realized afterwards that ‘Seymour’ is actually Rick Moranis’ character’s name, and not the name of the blood thirsty venus fly trap, but I’ve already been calling him ‘Seymour’ for 5 days now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I give names to all the dogs I used to see while walking around my sister’s neighborhood. Lucille, Chico, Thierry Henry (named after the French pundit on Ted Lasso), Oksana…
When I first saw Oksana, her pawrents had a Ukranian flag on their balcony. I thought for the longest time she was a he, so I originally named her ‘David’ after David Bogdanov, a convicted murderer I watched a true crime docu of who fled to Ukraine after he killed someone 😅
All that to say, it’s not the first time I fumbled a name 😆
Update: With the daily feedings, the sourdough starter was multiplying at a more rapid rate than one of my quart mason jars could contain, so I had to split it into two jars. I was gonna name them ‘Dylan and Zoey’ after Christine’s twins, but didn’t want her other daughter, KD, to feel left out, so I’ve now renamed them after the Property Brothers, Jonathan and Drew 😆
It took me nearly 4 hours to drive down to SD today. Was it just normal Friday afternoon traffic or because 2 Chainz and Lil Jon have a show at Del Mar Fair tonight? 🤣
I’ve lived in SoCal all my life and take advantage of the fact that I get to look at the Pacific Ocean for sometimes 4 hours at a time while driving in traffic, and I literally live on Manhattan Beach Boulevard, 2 miles from the beach ✌🏼
I drove down today to watch Materialists with the girls tonight. It hasn’t gotten good reviews, but I’m just there for Pedro Pascal, the company, and the in-seat service at THE LOT La Jolla (in that order).
Update: Good drinks, great company, and excellent movie! I actually loved it. I think people were just salty there wasn’t enough Pedro Pascal in it, but I loved the storyline and was entertained throughout the whole movie. 10/10. Highly recommend 👍🏼
When you bring your own crab scissors and vinegar to dip the crab in. Yes, that’s Datu Puti, yes, I’m Filipino as fuck, yes, I remade that logo in Illustrator and cricutted that sticker, and yes, I know I’m extra ✨ Next question 😜
We took my dad to his favorite seafood buffet for Father’s Day. Since my sister’s been on a gluten-free, dairy-free, soy-free diet, there’s not much she can eat at the buffet, but she can eat her weight in crab legs (without the butter dip, of course). The legs were hard for me to open last time (that’s what he said LOL they aren’t pre-cut like the ones I used to eat on Sycuan Sundays pre-covid 😅 and the stroke caused weakness in my hands—it doesn’t really affect my day-to-day unless I’m opening a jar, cracking crab legs, or taking a cardio pop dance class where I have to use my hands and arms LOL).
Every time I get off the phone with him after he calls me (weekly!) with a computer question, I always tell myself, ‘You need to be nice and calm the fuck down.’ He thinks since I’m a graphic designer, I know everything about computers. He has a PC, and I’ve been using a Mac for the past 20 years. Also, how am I supposed to help him from LA??? It’s not like he’s facetiming me with questions. I can’t see what’s going on.
Anyway, happy Father’s Day to all who celebrate! I hope your kids are nice to you today 😆 (Please don’t facetime us).
I didn’t even know there was a curfew in place until I checked in with my coworker, Thalia, who lives in DTLA, to make sure she was safe. I’m so disgusted with everything happening right now, and these posts on social media are fueling my rage 🤬
And as if Instagram knew I needed some reprieve from all these videos, my algorithm showed me this sweet genre crossover cover that I never knew I needed in my life 😆
I used to LOVELinkin Park in my twenties, and was heartbroken when their frontman, Chester Bennington, committed suicide in 2017. I didn’t want to like them when they got a new lead singer, Emily Armstrong, especially after it came out that she supported Danny Masterson during his rape trial (that he was convicted for), but I do understand that the show must go on. The rest of the bandmates still have to make a living and have families to feed. I loved Mike Shinoda’s solo endeavors, though, and I wish I saw him live at the inaugural Dia De Los Deftones Festival.
I just thought sourdough bread was something white girls started making during covid. Am I wrong??? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I’m just waiting for the 233-year-old sourdough starter I bought from San Francisco to come in. You guys, I don’t half ass anything—I always use my whole ass 😜🍑
My mom called me to make sure I was safe from the protests happening in LA right now. I’m v far from DTLA. ICE isn’t doing any raids in Manhattan Beach! Is this really where Trump wants to focus his resources? 🙄 Deploying the National Guard and Marines to LA? Where the fuck were they during the January 6 Insurrection that Trump incited???
I was eating at a cafe the other week, and they were playing Spanish radio. I almost spit out my turkey and brie croissant when I heard a commercial of the secretary of homeland security threatening illegal immigrants:
Are they buying ads on Spanish radio now??? I get emails from Redondo Beach News Update, and I can’t take them seriously when they allow Kim K. to buy ads in their emails. Everything I know about the Kardashians, I learned against my will.
Also, this Trump-Elon Twitter feud is wild. I used to be active on Twitter, but I left after Elon Musk acquired it, changed its name to ‘X’, and reinstated Trump’s account (he was banned while I was using it). I still can’t believe this man-child is our president (again).
I don’t usually commit to things like exercise on a Saturday morning, but I ended up signing up for the class, partly because everyone else was doing it and I have serious FOMO, but mostly because I’m extra and made the girls self-care gift bags.
All the gift bags contained everything below, but I added some goodies (like Scotchmallows for Shi and fake lashes for Christine LOL):
Goli Apple Cider Vinegar Gummies – when we had our wellness weekend in Joshua Tree, we were talking about how good apple cider vinegar is for you, but most of us couldn’t stomach the taste. IDK if these gummies have the same nutritional value as actual apple cider vinegar, but they taste like candy! If I could take all my medication in gummy form, I would 😆
Also, is this a flex??? Because this is how I swallow my meds every day (16 not counting the 3 I take in gummy form LOL). Should I add this skill to my Tinder bio? 😜
Update: The last time I took a cardio dance class was before covid with this same instructor at Culture Shock in Old Town. I walked 2 miles with Pammie around her neighborhood afterward and my knees were cracking like glow sticks.
‘Cause sooner or later, this is bound to stop
Come on, let’s savor what we’re falling for
I have loved Young the Giant since my twenties, and I’ve seen them live several times since then across different cities – LA, SD, OC, SF, Tempe… Their ‘In the Open’ live acoustic sessions fill my heart with so much joy, and they’re taking them on tour this summer. I’m def gonna see them, but where should I go? Hawaii for their first show at the Waikiki Shell? Pappy & Harriet’s in Pioneertown (the only drivable option)? At The National in Richmond, Virginia (Poppy the pygmy hippo lives at a zoo over there LOL)? Their last show at Red Rocks Amphitheatre in Colorado (a beautiful venue I’ve always wanted to go to, but it’s right before my dad’s birthday)? All of them? 😜
I used to leave lengthy voicemails telling people about my day, but that was 20 years ago when I was young and stupid and forced people to hear about my life. I mean, I still have this blog after 20 years, but looking at it is a choice 😆 Also, if you leave me a voicemail now, I probably won’t check it.
There’s a Trader Joe’s kitty corner from my apartment, and I was craving something sweet after dinner, so I put my bra on and went over there 15 minutes before closing specifically for Japanese Taiyaki. I didn’t see it in the dessert freezer section I got it from last time, so I picked up some random sweets and went back to the freezer section to check if they restocked it in the minute I was gone LOL. There was this bearded white guy there telling his girl about the taiyaki – ‘I heard they have these Japanese waffles filled with custard that are supposed to be good.’ I was like, ‘OMG, they’re soooo good. I came here for them, but it looks like they’re out of stock.’ He was like, ‘I’ll have to try them then! I asked someone, and they said it’ll be back in stock June 1st.’ Meanwhile, his girl is looking at me like, ‘Dafuq are you???’ 😅 She was not amused by me talking to her man about creamy Japanese fish 😆
I was off, because they gave the Advertising department the extra day off for Memorial Day, so they had to give it to the web team because we’re part of their department again. So I slept in a little and planned to leave for SD before noon. Noon turned into 1pm, then 1pm turned into 2pm. By the time I got my shoes on, I checked Google Maps, and it said it would take 4 fucking hours to get to SD. I was like, nah, I’ll just wait till later tonight to leave. I was going to take a nap (I’ve been really tired this past week and have had very little appetite, so gonna go to the doctor’s next week if it continues) when I got this alert on my phone from my mom:
I’ve never gotten one of these alerts before, so I called her, and she was fine at her sister’s house. Her phone was sending random SOS alerts all day (I got it four more times), and it never even sent me an alert when she fell and broke her wrist months ago.
I had a nightmare during my nap, woke up again around 7pm, and as I was leaving my building, I had to creep my car forward over the sidewalk so I could see the cross-street traffic and tell when there’s an opening for me to make a right turn. I live on a main street, and there are always cars zooming by. There was this guy jogging with his dog and another dude walking by himself about a block away. I was still waiting for an opening when they got to my car, and the guy jogging with his dog passed behind my car because I had left plenty of room, and the asshole walking by himself banged on the back of my car with his fists. Are you fucking kidding me right now? I almost lost it and drove after him. I had to fill up before heading down, so I bought some strawberry belts at the gas station to make me feel better LOL. I could see the bumper-to-bumper traffic on the 405 as I filled up, and I was like, ‘WTF, Google Maps said no traffic.’ I got on the freeway, and could immediately see police lights. They funneled three lanes into one, and I drove by four mangled cars, one with all the airbags deployed in it. It really put things in perspective. No matter how shitty I thought my day was, these people were having a worse day than I was.
I just put on my julian playlist and ate my strawberry belts.
I saw that Julian Casablancas’ side band, The Voidz, have a show coming up, but I just like The Strokes and Julian’s solo tracks, nothing by The Voidz. Plus, the show is in fucking Riverside. I’ve seen The Strokes a few times, and each time they sucked. IDK if Julian just hates LA or what, but every time I’ve seen him, he has either left early or just so obviously didn’t want to be there. And I feel sorry for the band because he’s the only one being an asshole. It’s like whiskey dick, drugs and alcohol are all fun and games till you actually have to perform 😅 So I just listen to his music on Spotify now where he can’t disappoint me 😆
Nori and I play Wordle, Strands and Connections on the daily. In yesterday’s Connections, I was like, ‘All these characters are green: Shrek, Grinch, Hulk… El-PHAY-ba. El-FA-ba. How the fuck do you say her name?’ Nori was like, ‘It’s EL-pha-ba.’ I’ve never seen Wicked so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I remember being at the movies with a guy, and the credits were rolling at the end, and he was like, ‘Who the fuck was Zo?’ I was like, ‘Zo? It’s pronounced ‘Zo-ee.’ The main character?’ He had never seen ‘Zoe’ spelled before so didn’t know how to pronounce it. I remember thinking, ‘You stupid bitch 🤣’ and now look who’s a stupid bitch now 😅
I spent the weekend at the bestie’s. She’s been having a rough time dealing with chemo, so I brought her a few gifts – another @wearebewell IV zip hoodie for her weekly treatments and some comfortable head wraps, because she lost her hair from the chemo and doesn’t want her husband and kids to see her like this 🥺 And the best gift of all, my presence, of course 😜
I wore my Capitals shirt, and her husband was like, ‘You like hockey now?’ Mostly just the Capitals’ right winger, Tom Wilson. Also, my eyes are up here 👀 He complimented me on my Let’s Watch Horror Movies shirt when I visited last month, and I said the same thing 😜
The first time I went to Rise was a magical experience. So much has happened since then… The pandemic, all my grandparents passed away, three of my dear friends got breast cancer, our dog died, I had a stroke, I like hockey now LOL.
The musical artist who performed when I went was Vancouver Sleep Clinic, a band I knew and reminded me of Bon Iver, but were relatively unknown. People def weren’t there for the musical artist. They really stepped it up for their 10-year anniversary! John Mayer (my guiltiest pleasure) and Patrick Watson (singer of my favorite sad French song). Vegas in October, anyone?
I want you in the worst way
Is the gate code still your birthday?
Et quand tu es seule pendant un instant
Ramasse-moi quand tu voudras
Embrasse-moi quand tu voudras
After such an unforgettable experience at Rise, we returned the next year, and it was TERRIBLE. It was raining that weekend, and we kept checking to see if the event was canceled, but they kept saying it was still happening, just to arrive earlier, because they were gonna do the initial rise of the lanterns earlier because of the weather. So we arrived early, trudged through mud because it was raining in the desert, hours passed with no update, and while I was waiting in line for a hot dog LOL, an announcement came over the speakers that the event was canceled, and we had to leave immediately and could not take the lanterns with us. Everyone was PISSED. Nobody who goes to this event actually lives in Vegas, so everyone had travelled just for this festival.
I wouldn’t mind so much if the event got rained out again this year, as long as John Mayer and Patrick Watson still performed. The rain would mask my tears (though nothing can hide my ugly crying face 😅).
Our tickets had access to the Stadium Club. Listen, it doesn’t matter what team is playing. Your girl loves club seats, exclusive club access, and air conditioning.
It was a blowout. 19-2 Dodgers, and Ohtani scored 2 homeruns. It’s sacrilege being from SD and rooting for the Dodgers, but NGL, it feels nice to root for a winning team (the Padres have lost the last 3 games I attended – 2/3 of those games against the Dodgers 😅).
I’m so sick of lemonade
All the squeeze ain’t worth the juice
Pour some sugar over mе
Still not sweet enough for you
Got a lotta shit to say
Even more you nеver do
Tell me, what’s it gonna take
To make a good thing out of you?
I shared Maren Morris with my cousin’s daughter after she told me she surprisingly likes country music now after watching Ransom Canyon on Netflix LOL. I don’t really like country music (or the conservative values associated with it), but I love Maren and have seen her live at The Greek. To me, she leans more towards pop (she has a song with Zedd, after all), and I thought Jay would appreciate Maren’s songs about female empowerment ✊🏼 She’s a single mom with twin baby girls and such a baddie 😎
Girl, won’t you stop your cryin’?
I know that you’re tryin’
Everything’s gonna be okay
Baby girl, don’t you hang your head low
Don’t you lose your halo
Everyone’s gonna be okay
This is where it’s gonna end
Not gonna try to be your friend
All I want is you to get
Out of my heart, out of my head
This is how a woman leaves
Even though it’s killing me
I’ll make it look so easy
That even I believe me
She DM’d me Maren’s new album, and I am obsessed. Maren has a show at my favorite venue in SD, and I might have to go.
One of my favorite things to eat when it’s hot as balls outside is this chicken salad. It’s cold and refreshing and naturally gluten and dairy-free, so Pammie can eat it, too. I used to eat it when I’d do Whole30, so I always made it with Primal Kitchen Mayo (it’s free of gluten, grains, soy, canola oil, processed seed oils, refined sugar, and dairy). It’s good by itself, but I like to eat it on a big ass Costco croissant. Or crackers. Pretty much any vehicle to get it in my mouth 😜
Make it and thank me later (and invite me over for lunch).
Chicken Salad with Grapes and Walnuts Adapted from Bowl of Delicious
Ingredients:
Rotisserie Chicken Breast Meat – Costco sells their rotisserie chicken meat fully cooked and hand-pulled. You could def boil and shred your own chicken breasts, but why??? I’m not trying to use my stove on a hot ass day.
Primal Kitchen Mayo – it’s pricier than regular mayo, but you can sub regular mayo if you don’t want to spend $12 on a jar of mayo have any dietary restrictions.
Seedless Red Grapes sliced in halves
Diced Red Onion
Diced Celery
Walnuts
Salt & Pepper to taste
Directions:
I made a huge batch, so I used an entire package of Rotisserie Chicken Breast Meat (46 oz.), a whole jar of Primal Kitchen Mayo (12 oz.), a bunch of seedless red grapes sliced in half (2 lbs.), half a diced red onion (you can usually find the onions already diced in the refrigerated produce section of the grocery store) a bunch of diced celery (you can also find them already diced), chopped walnuts (16 oz.) and salt & pepper to taste. Combine everything in a large bowl and refrigerate. Enjoy!
I told my sister’s husband that if the Washington Capitals win the Eastern Conference and the Vegas Golden Knights win the Western Conference, then I’ll go to Vegas for a Stanley Cup finals game. He was like, ‘IDK why you’re single. You like hockey. You like baseball.’
Additionally, my stupid tits look excellent in team gear. I’m 3 for 3! 😜
I was today years old when I found out that there’s such a thing as kangaroo leather, and also that Adidas’ iconic shoe is called the ‘Samba‘ 👵🏻 To be fair, I don’t really know the names of any shoes, even though I’ve worked for a footwear company for over a decade 😅
We did a Star Wars collabo once, and my coworker had to tell me what a Death Star was, an X-Wing, a Stormtrooper… I’ve never seen Star Wars, so I couldn’t make the kids’ presentation without that nerd 😅
Everyone’s been hitting me up today, because my employer for the past 13 years publicly announced to the world (and to their employees) that they were sold to a private investment firm this morning.
Well, everyone except for my dad, who sent me this video of a squirrel eating nuts in my parents’ backyard 😆 Yes, we’re the kind of people who feed wild animals (I also gave my dad a Birdbuddy last Christmas).
They haven’t announced any big changes yet, but I’m ready with my online portfolio in case shit pops off ✌🏼
I actually did it for my sister, who’s on a gluten-free, dairy-free, soy-free diet 😆 These cookies were… eh. The texture was off, and they weren’t very sweet. I guess they could work in a pinch if you’re craving something sweet, but I’d rather eat something sweet that’s naturally gluten and dairy-free, like a piece of fruit 😆
Pammie said she liked them, but she’s been eating clean for the past 2 months. I’ve been eating dirty for 43 years, though, so I could tell 😅
We gave some to my parents without saying they were gluten and dairy-free, and this was the response:
Did you make these?
– my dad 🤢
If I’m at a resto and a dessert says it’s ‘gluten-free’ or ‘dairy-free’ I automatically pass on it. The worst dessert I ever had was this vegan churro abomination from Tocaya (a resto that has since closed down in El Segundo, but still has other locations throughout LA). We didn’t know it was vegan when we ordered it, but we sure found out after that first bite.
The girls and I try to get together at least once a month to stay updated on each other’s lives. One of them has an upcoming colonoscopy (lovely dinnertime conversation), and she joked that she used to ask for a ride to a boy’s house, then a ride to the club, now a ride to her colonoscopy 👵🏻 She said her doctor suggested rubbing petroleum jelly on her booty hole to prevent it from getting raw and irritated during prep 😳 When we toasted our drinks, Jessie was like, ‘Cheers to anal!’ and I nearly spit out my sake. Some dribbled down my chin, but I swallowed most of it like a good girl 😜
Jessie’s mom got harassed in Eastlake of all places (a predominantly Filipino/Mexican community) by a Mexican! And Baby Isaac is half Mexican! I never walk around my neighborhood in LA without my box cutter, pepper spray, and stun gun. Come at me, bro!
They just finished building this nice house that I pass by every day in Manhattan Beach. I looked it up on Redfin, and it’s selling for $6.3 million 😅 I’ve never felt unsafe in this bougie ass neighborhood, but you never know when you’ll need to cut a bitch!
…or what happens when I go to Trader Joe’s hungry 🤪
I went there for oatmeal (not pictured).
Update: Just had some of the papas rellenas for breakfast, and they taste just like the potato balls from Porto’s! 😲 I will def be buying more of these!
No more standing in this ridiculous line in the rain (@ Porto’s)
So much on my mind
I think I think too much
Read between these lines
But time comes to rest
When you are by my side
It blurs
Just got tickets to Kevin Garrett @ Gold-Diggers in Hollywood next month. He’s celebrating 10 years of his first EP, Mellow Drama. It was the album that made me a fan of his, and I try to catch him whenever he’s in LA. He was the last show I saw before the pandemic hit, and the first show I went to after the stroke. I’m a bit of a masochist 💔
Tom Wilson (my favorite hockey player and general light of my life) got into a brawl on the bench (he was suspended for six games last year for cross-checking another player in the face with his hockey stick, has previously been suspended five different times before that, and currently has the most penalty minutes in the league 😅). All the while, these two softies on opposing teams are holding hands in the back watching the fight unfold 😆
My favorite dessert while vacationing in the Philippines was taho – soft silken tofu with brown sugar syrup and sago (tapioca pearls) or boba. It’s a cheap, refreshing snack that’s available almost anywhere. In populous areas, there’s usually a man walking up and down the street yelling, “Tahoooo!” They have two metal covered buckets balancing on a wooden pole on their shoulders filled with taho accoutrements.
I was craving taho after we came back to the. U.S. so I made some for me and my family following this easy recipe. My parents said it tasted just like home, and my mom volunteered me to make it for an upcoming party at my Uncle’s house.
I bought some metal pails for the tofu and boba, a coffee carafe to keep the brown sugar syrup warm, and clear cups for people to build their own taho. I decorated the table with a festive Mexican blanket, a letterboard with instructions, and these hats made out of palm leaves that a hospitality worker from the resort we stayed at in El Nido made for us on our first trip to the Philippines 5 years ago.
You guys, I don’t half ass anything—I always use my whole ass 🍑😜
It’s been crazy at work this week, since they let go of six designers and expect the rest of us to pick up the slack. I haven’t even lunch’d with Nori once this week! I fell asleep right after work yesterday, and it was way too late to eat dinner by the time I finally woke up, so I just went back to bed.
I had to wake up butt ass early this morning to go to SD, so I double doordashed a breakfast burrito from Caps & Corks Liquor and a cold brew from Coffee Bean. The burrito arrived and was left on my front doormat while I was in the shower. The coffee arrived half an hour later. I was like, ‘I’ll just grab it on my way out and eat/drink it in the car.’ I opened my door to leave and only saw the coffee there. I checked my Doordash app and the dasher took a picture of it on my doormat so I know he delivered it to the right apartment.
This guy is the nastiest skank bitch I’ve ever met. Do NOT trust him. He is a fugly slut!
I emailed Michael Douglas (my building manager, not the actor LOL), to ask him to look at the security footage to see who took my burrito. There’s cameras all over my building and signs everywhere that you’re being recorded. It turns out it was the dasher who delivered my coffee who stole my burrito. Eat a bag of dicks, Germano!
I was already hangry from skipping dinner last night, then this asshole stole my breakfast burrito, then a stupid Rivian truck cut me off on the 405 on the 3-hour drive down to SD where it was pouring rain the whole time.
Why do I have such bad luck with burritos in LA? Both literally and figuratively 😆
‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love Not knowing what it was I will not give you up this time
I’ve been following this guy ever since I heard him sing a cover of Ed Sheeran’s ‘Perfect’ on YouTube. I can’t stand Ed Sheeran, and Leroy Sanchez made this song more palatable and 1000x better 😆
So let’s just say goodbye for now Who knows one day our time may come around
He finally dropped his first full-length album, and it did not disappoint! This is my favorite track 💔
Actual footage of me listening to this album on the drive back to LA last night 😅
My sister’s mother-in-law always treats my family out to lunch on major holidays at Barona (where she’s a Diamond member), so I made her an Easter-themed charcuterie board. I also made one for my mom, because I know that crazy b will be butt hurt if I give one to my sister’s MIL and not her 😆
Pammie has been having serious thyroid issues, so her doctor suggested she cut out gluten, soy and dairy before it becomes full blown Hashimoto’s disease.
She has been doing so well, and I wanted to make something special she could eat. One of my favorite dishes ever is the Spicy Fusilli Vodka at Jon & Vinny’s in LA. Carbs and alcohol? What’s not to love? Luckily, vodka is naturally gluten-free, so I just found some gluten-free pasta, dairy-free parm, and replaced the heavy cream with coconut milk. Normally, I don’t like coconut in savory food, but you couldn’t even tell I swapped the dairy out. The result was *chef’s kiss* 😙🤌
Usually, I hate meal prepping for myself, but I don’t mind doing it for my sister, or even for our old dog, Rocky. I used to cut up vegetables and cook chicken for him when we started feeding him fresh food during the last years of his life 😭 You make concessions for the ones you love…
I’ve been meaning to try this breakfast burrito spot since I first saw @hungryinla post about it. It’s nearby and down PCH in Hermosa Beach. They only have breakfast burritos Friday-Sunday, and you have to pre-order them on instagram starting on Wednesdays. Only in fucking LA do you have to pre-order your food on instagram. It seemed like a lot of trouble for a breakfast burrito, so I never thought to do it till earlier this week when I was having lunch across the street from it and remembered they were there.
I ordered the no-meat breakfast burrito (I love me some bacon or chorizo in my burrito, but I’m still not eating pork 😩). I got home and cut this baby open and it was full of fucking bacon. I tried to pick around it, but it was stuck in there with all that gooey cheese. I’m just gonna give it to my sister’s husband when I head down to SD this weekend. Bah! I DM’d the resto on IG, and they were super apologetic. I’m gonna come back next Friday to take another stab at the no-meat breakfast burrito.
It came with red and green salsas, too. My go-to breakfast burrito spot up here was Phanny’s in Redondo. The burrito was good, but I asked for salsa, and they gave me a dang Tapatio packet. I would have given them five stars on Google for the burrito and the ocean view, but had to knock off one star for not having housemade salsa.
What’s a girl gotta do to get a good burrito in LA? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I make gift bags for my friends every holiday—it’s my love language (yes, BBQ is also my love language… your girl’s hella lingual). I always include stuff for their husbands because I get along swimmingly with all of them 😊 I always pack extra Nerds Gummy Clusters for Jessie’s husband because it’s his favorite candy. She knows that, so I think she ate them on purpose 😜
Nori and I always play Wordle, Connections and Strands on our lunch break. We stopped by Starbucks to split a brownie, and they had a bunch of board games, so we played a couple rounds of Connect Four, too.
The last time I remember playing Connect Four was at a dessert cafe in Los Feliz with Deane after a concert one night. I was so drunk, that I dropped the cookie I was eating into the grid instead of a token 😆 Apparently, I’m no better at this game when I’m sober, because I lost every single game to Nori today 😅
My AOL screen name used to be GUMMYI3EAR, and I used to watch the Adventures of the Gummi Bears cartoon every Saturday morning when I was a kid. All to say, my special relationship with gummy bears spans decades 🤪
When I visited the bestie earlier this month, her youngest daughter was telling me about the viral TikTok trend of gummy bears soaked in Sprite and frozen. She said she tried it and it turned out sooo good, and she also tried it with ginger ale and it tasted better than the ones soaked in Sprite.
This reel popped up on my feed yesterday, and knew I had to try it myself. I had leftover gummy bears from the gift bags I made for Easter, and since I don’t drink soda, I picked up a prebiotic Olipop Ginger Ale to soak them in 😆
Were they worth the hype? Ehh, I’m a purist. I’d rather eat plain gummy bears. I also don’t think I like Olipop in any flavor. It contains stevia instead of real sugar, and I’d rather have no sugar than fake sweetener. I’m the kind of girl who can tell the difference between Coke and Pepsi (if the resto only had Pepsi, I’d just get water!). I was so bummed when Costco switched from Coke to Pepsi in all their food courts back in the day, and this year they switched back to Coke, but I don’t drink soda anymore 😭
I had a routine mammogram last week. They found breast cancer in two of my dear friends during routine mammograms in the past few years, so I already have anxiety going in. I got a message that they have to redo my mammogram because they didn’t get a good image of my left breast. The tech who did my mammo was too distracted figuring out what kind of Asian I was to do her job, and now I have to go back.
To be fair, I never know what kind of Asian people are (Japanese, Korean, Chinese… I can’t tell the difference 😅), but I would never ask someone what kind of Asian they are. I was at Sugarfina last week, and this black dude visiting the cashier asked what kind of Asian I was, and I was like, ‘Filipino’ and he was like, ‘I love Pacquiao!’ 🙄 I haven’t liked Pacquaio since he made some homophobic comments. Please don’t associate him with all Filipinos.
At least my bewbs are very squishy and malleable like stress balls LOL, so mammogram machines flattening the shit out of my tits isn’t painful for me. Plus, the women’s imaging center is next to Torikizoku, so I’ll reward myself with some yakitori afterward 😆
We always have little earthquakes in LA, but they never feel them in San Diego and vice versa. This morning, as I was in a group text with the girls chatting about one of their employees at UCSD asking to come in late today because they were still recovering from Coachella (like just say you aren’t feeling well and be on your way!), an earthquake hit SD, and it was so strong, I felt it in LA!
I hope everyone’s okay. Also, if this is an indication that the big one is coming, I should probably start wearing pants to bed.
It’s no secret that I love Moo Deng the pygmy hippo, but IDK if I’ll ever make it to Thailand to see her in person.
Also, I always have my Pic Stitch app cued up whenever the opportunity arises to do a side-by-side comparison 😆
Another pygmy hippo, Poppy, was born last December at Metro Richmond Zoo in Virginia. Domestic flights to Richmond from LAX are pretty cheap, plus I have hella Southwest points. Anyone want to go with me on a weekend trip to Richmond? 😆 If pygmy hippos aren’t your thing, CNN Travel also named Richmond #1 on their list of America’s Best Towns to Visit in 2024!
Do I like hockey now? Or just Tom Wilson from the Capitals?
Or just whatever the hell is happening in this video? 😏
According to Google, ‘Average professional hockey players retire between the ages of 25–30, but most players hang up the skates long before this’. Am I too old to be a puck bunny? (Don’t answer that).
I get my nails done off of PCH, so it’s always a nice drive to and from the salon. They had Kitchen Nightmares on as I was getting my nails done, and I was tearing up because Gordon Ramsay was yelling at this dad/owner of a Greek resto that needed help. I couldn’t even wipe the tear rolling down my cheek, because Cindy was doing my nails LOL. I watch a lot of food shows, but they’re all on The Food Network. I’m much too sensitive for these off-network shows! The family on TV was sad, too, that the dad was getting yelled at, and the girl getting her nails done next to me yelled, ‘If you can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen!’ I was thinking, ‘Is she yelling at me or the TV?’ 😅
Anyway, here is part of my drive home set to the saddest song ever 😭
I also got an apple pie churro empanada for dessert. Or shall I say mmm-panada 😋 (I’ll see myself out).
FYI, I hate raisins in empanadas, and I tell anyone who will listen. I don’t mind them in sweet stuff, but I don’t like raisins in savory food. I also don’t like coconut in savory food (coconut shrimp, thai food, etc.), but don’t mind it in dessert. I also don’t like pineapple in savory food. Ordering a Hawaiian pizza is blasphemous and a dealbreaker. You should be writing this down 📝
She was recently diagnosed with breast cancer, and has been getting weekly chemo treatments. She was just telling me how she has to keep her arm out of her jacket for the IV, and how cold it gets in the treatment room, so this gift was perfect!
I gave her some souvenirs from my Japan trip, most notably this amulet I picked up from the Meiji Shrine that’s supposed to be for recovery from illness. I got myself the amulet for finding a good partner 😅
I also sent her this stuffie, partly bc I love getting surprises in the mail, but mostly because I know she hates capybaras but this stuffie is so cute! It’s out for delivery, so IDK what her reaction is yet 😆
When Alicia’s husband complimented me on the shirt I was wearing, I was like, ‘My eyes are up here, Ray.’ 😜
I was subscribing to Factor meals for a while, but there are some nights I’d rather doordash a chalupa from Taco Bell than eat a nutritious pre-made meal. After two weeks of giving the meals to Christine (because I didn’t want to waste a week of dinners, plus I knew that they’d make that busy mama’s life easier), I canceled my subscription and she gave me a bunch of girl scout cookies in return 😜
She asked me what flavors I liked, and I was like, ‘I’ll have one… One of everything!’ 😅 Her kid’s connect didn’t have the new french toast cookies (toast-yays), so she reached out to an old friend (who also happens to be my ex’s ex-girlfriend) because her kid is a girl scout and was selling that flavor. If that’s not a ride-or-die, I don’t know what is ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
My blood-glucose levels spiked after eating a sleeve of Thin Mints, so I need to slow the fuck down on inhhaling these 😅 *checks expiration dates*
The girls ask me who I’m fucking on the regular (my married friends like to live vicariously through me and think my single life in LA is way more exciting than it actually is).
You guys, the only thing keeping my bed warm at night is this Beetlejuice squishmallow Christine’s kids gave me for Christmas and this Moo Deng plushie my mom’s baby sister gave me as a thank you for treating them out in Japan.
Sidenote: The first thing I did when I found out about the tragic 7.7 earthquake in Thailand was make sure Moo Deng was ok 😅 (she’s at the Khao Kheow Open Zoo in Si Racha, Chonburi, Thailand).
On an unrelated note, I just completed the company-mandated sexual harassment training in Workday this week, and can confirm that I’m wildly inappropriate 😅
Update: I was born and bred in San Diego, and it’s sacrilege to support the Dodgers there 😅 I never wear my Dodgers hat when I’m in SD or my Padres hat when I’m in LA (except for that one time I went to a playoff game at Dodger Stadium and the Padres got murdered). But my rack really does look fantastic here LOL, so I had to post it, if only for the one person who still reads this thing (Hi, Shirley May 👋🏼).
Not sure if I’m sad because I’m watching Adolescence (Netflix’s #1 show right now about a 13yo boy accused of stabbing a girl to death), because they let go of 6 designers from my web team at work this week with zero notice and now the rest of us have to pick up the slack, or because I ran out of anti-depressants 😅 The pharmacy won’t have it for 3-5 business days, so do with that information what you will.
You guys, I ate 10 egg salad sandwiches while I was in Japan. I was only there for 7 days, and I didn’t eat one on the first day. You do the horrifying math. All the convenience stores had it, and there was a 7-Eleven across from our hotel room. There was one on every block, really. I didn’t discriminate, either, I tried a convenience store egg salad sandwich from 7-Eleven, Lawson’s and the 24-hour store inside my sister’s hotel—all were equally delicious. There was even a 7-Eleven at the airport, so I picked up a sandwich for the plane ride 😅 I don’t ever eat egg salad sandwiches in the US, and the last time I remember eating one before my Japan trip was at my Grandpa Robert’s funeral in 1989 😳 I def had to try and recreate it.
I was looking up where I can get authentic Japanese milk bread in LA, and I found Ginza Nikishiwa, this ghost kitchen on Santa Monica Blvd that sells out of loaves daily within minutes of opening. The owner found out that someone was reselling loaves and marking up the price (like the dude who sells Porto’s out of his car in SD!), so she limits how many you can buy per order now. I don’t need all that stress in my life, so I just instacarted some milk bread from Tokyo Central 😅
I followed this recipe and was transported back to Tokyo.
I’m about to relive my youth this summer! I just bought tickets to see Incubus and Hoobastank.
The last time I saw Incubus was at this same venue two decades ago (@ North Island Credit Union Amphitheater when it was formerly known as Coors Amphitheater, and has since been called Cricket Wireless Amphitheater, Sleep Train Amphitheater, and Mattress Firm Amphitheater)
The only difference between then and now is that I’ve got money to buy front row VIP tickets now 😜
The last time I saw Hoobastank was more recently at their 20th Anniversary Show (@ The Echo) But before that, it had been well over a decade!
Is it 2003? Am I 21 again? My first ever blog post in 2003 was about Hoobastank, and here I am, 22 years later, still talking about the same shit 😜
It once took me 4 hours to drive down to San Diego for Christine’s baby shower, and I arrived with less than an hour left to partake in the taco cart. After stuffing myself with 5 tacos (the 5th one was a mistake!), I was told that the taco guy was staying an extra hour, and I didn’t need to eat all those tacos in record time.
Today, it took me 3 hours to drive down to SD for Chel’s twins and Rhea’s daughter’s birthday party in PQ. I forgot people do things differently above the 8 😅 At the last kids’ party I went to in eastside, there was a birria taco bar, a tostilocos bar, and an open bar 😆
When I got to the party, Shi’s daughter was running down the street and this is how I tried to stop her:
Also, this is me when someone asks me to watch their kid:
After four very long days of jury selection, they called up and dismissed over half of our 100+ group, and my number wasn’t called once. I had to listen to each potential juror answer the same questions from the judge and attorneys day in and day out, though 😵💫
They ask if you’ve been the victim of a violent crime, and a lot of people admitted to having been raped, molested or sexually abused 😳 The follow up question was always, ‘Would that incident affect your judgement in this case?’ and people always answered ‘no’ so why put your shit on blast at all?
There was a lady who said she was date raped in her 20s. The judge asked what happened afterward, if the perpetrator was convicted, etc. She said she was too embarrassed to tell anyone, so she never pressed charges. But you’re telling a bunch of strangers right now??? Long after the statute of limitations has passed? Don’t even get me started on the statute of limitations. I don’t understand why you can’t charge someone for rape after 10 years, but murder has no limit? Are both not serious crimes???
Actual footage of me in the gallery:
Anyway, not sure what I regret more: not getting the cute court bailiff’s number (he wasn’t wearing a wedding ring, but I’m finding that lots of married men don’t) or eating four po’boys from Orleans & York this week! I was there so often, the cashier remembered my name and order 😅
Tell me the truth
Was it worth it? Was I worth it for you?
‘Cause we were perfect, we workin’ ’til you
Forgot to tell me
You been seein’ someone else for six years
If you thought I was gonna get a po’boy for the third day in a row while serving jury duty at the Inglewood courthouse, you weren’t wrong (@ Orleans & York)
We started half an hour late because one of the jurors picked yesterday was an attorney who had to prep a witness this morning in DTLA and was late to court. They ended up dismissing him and 8 other jurors, called 9 more people, and I still wasn’t picked. But I had to sit in the gallery for hours listening to the judge and lawyers ask them all the same questions from yesterday 😵💫 Then they dismissed 7 more jurors and picked 7 more, and I still wasn’t picked! After afternoon recess, they called out 20 more ID numbers (none of which were mine), and the rest of us thought we were getting dismissed. Turns out those 20 were free to go! Of the 7 new jurors they picked, I could tell some of them will be dismissed from their answers, so there will definitely be another round tomorrow which I have to report to for the fourth day now. I feel like I’m on an endless episode of Law & Order. Not even SVU, just the regular one without Ice-T 😆
Being here is actually more akin to a lesser known procedural drama, For The People (a Shonda Rhimes show whose cancellation in 2019 I’m still salty about), because the sassy court clerk has been keeping us entertained. She told us the story of when she broke her arm in Colombia that involved drug cartels, volcanoes, and a canoe. Worse, it happened during covid, so she had to wait a year to have surgery on her arm that was broken in eight places! Shoutout to the court clerk for Department ‘O’ at the Inglewood courthouse! Thank you for making this whole experience less painful for all of us 😆
They started jury selection today, and 80+ jurors and I didn’t get picked. We did have to sit in the gallery for hours while the 18 selected for the jury box answered questions from the judge and attorneys. We have to report again tomorrow, because they haven’t decided on the final jury yet. At least there’s good food spots in Inglewood, and the court bailiff is nice to look at 😅
I gave up soda after the stroke. I used to drink my weight in Coke, but my blood glucose levels were through the roof. Everything in moderation, but as long as I don’t have Coke at all, I don’t crave it. I don’t even indulge in a Coke Zero once in a while.
So today, when I craved something sweet, I had an Olipop—a prebiotic soda that’s low in sugar and high in fiber. What has become of my life???
I’ve never had jury duty in LA where I had to show up in person, but today I got summoned to the Inglewood courthouse. They were short-staffed and running behind, so it was a lot of sitting around while they got their shit together. All 100+ of us got assigned to one courtroom where a man with tattoos on his face was being tried for murder 😳 We had to fill out a questionnaire before they dismissed us for the day, and we were told to return tomorrow for jury selection.
The silver lining of having jury duty in Inglewood (besides getting PTO from work) is that the courthouse is down the street from my favorite cajun deli, Orleans & York. I usually only go here when I go to a show nearby at Kia Forum or SoFi Stadium. I got a po’boy (Big Mo’s Favorite with fried shrimp and beef hot links) and banana pudding. I will probably go back here tomorrow after it’s decided whether or not a man’s fate rests in my hands 😅
