This is My Psychosis
Obviously, you don’t see an April 06, 2012 entry on my blog, I missed a day (Oops…) I know I can come up with a pretty valid excuse but really, why lie? It’s not a crime that I slept through the whole day of Good Friday. The extreme heat in the Philippines is driving my sweat glands in a frenzy and has transformed my usual insomniac being into the Queen of Lethargic-Ness. So there, it is not as interesting as getting abducted by aliens or doing something for the peace corps…
…Anyhoo, here are two blog posts for the day. I hope you guys don’t mind (because i certainly will not if this ever happens to you…LOL)
Day 06 — My worst cooking disaster involved _____________ and this person/these people…
This is funny -or at least, I think it is.
My worst cooking disaster involved porkchops, charcoal, wooden chair and my brother. We were excited on grilling ourselves a couple of meat for lunch. We don’t have the standard grill like this one:
Instead, we have a make-shift grill like this one: [
sans the legs and Gorilla SOLD SEPARATELY]
So, we have this rectangular grill with a rectangular shaped tin under it to put the coals in. We usually use a pair of rocks to balance the whole thing but for some reason, my brother forgot and used this wooden chair as a base. So we were grilling happily as if we’re on Bobby Flay’s Throwdown [Yes, our Gorilla will kick Flay’s grilling ass!] and thinking of the scrumptious meal we’re going to have.
As we were talking and joking, I noticed that the smoke was getting unusually thick that’s when we realized that the coal had burnt through the tin and the wooden chair was already starting to catch fire. Now, the normal reaction would be to hose down the flames or at least, eliminate the wood from the vicinity of the flames. Unfortunately, the tin was too hot to hold and we couldn’t very well just toss everything to the ground! I remember my brother panicking and running to get the hose. I grabbed the nearest oven mitts by the kitchen door and hefted the grill from the chair.
Oh the poor, poor chair. Let me just say that the chair can be used by our Gorilla as a toilet. We burnt a hole right through it! But we did not mind, since we were able to salvage the pork chops and still had a great lunch and an even greater laugh!
Day 07 — I went to see a psychic, and was given the opportunity to ask three questions – I would ask…
Ooh, this is a tough one. I’m a person who wants to know everything. I can’t even watch a movie without knowing how it ends firsthand! Some people might not want a play-by-play or to have their viewing pleasure pre-empted by chitchats…but not I! Tell me the plot, who dies and who hooks up and it’s going to be all good for me! So, I can’t just ask 3 questions! But of course, I’m going to adhere to the rules…
My Top 3 Psychic Questions:
1.) How Rich Will I Be 3 Years from Now?
2.) If There Will Be A Cure for AIDS/CANCER, Where Will We Find it and How Can We Create it?
3.) Will I Marry My Ideal Guy and Will I Have Children With Him?
[Technically, 1 and 2 constitutes as 2 questions asked in one breath…BUT I’ll haggle the Psychic down if I have to!!!LOL]
I’m not sure if we have to explain why we’re asking these questions but I think it’s easy to understand. I wish I had really profound and meaningful questions to ask -i don’t know, perhaps when I’m really there, on the spot, for real -I might ask something deep and highly intellectual questions [or not -like when should I get the plunger ready?] But right now, these are what came from the top of my head.
What about yours? I can’t wait to read others’ entries on this one!