you don't want to stand too close to me right now.......

I really don't know who started it all, I think it might have been gordon biersch a few years ago, but garlic fries are everywhere now. The first time I had it was like five years ago, when I visited the then pac bell park in san fransisco for the first time. I thought it was awesome. It is not often to get fries that actually tasted like anything other than just starch. Also, I really hate ketchup (not as much as warm soda, however), and a lot of places don't season their fries that well, probably because they assume all the stupid fucks are going to drawn them in ketchup anyway. Anyhow, ever since then, I have noticed garlic fries being sold everywhere, at least the bay area.

I was in santa cruz the last couple days for a small conference. On sunday night, a few of us went to a couple local dives for some beers after some really really cheap wine at dinner. After my judgement became impaired, I saw a restaurant across the street advertise that they have the best fries on their window. This place is pretty weird, it looks like a dinner, in a hippie but also star trek-ish sort of way, just can't really describe it or remember it that well. I got an order of garlic fries to go, paying 50 cent extra for some jalapenos. The fries came in a paper box probably made with recycle paper. They were a little soggy, but they were also really fucking good. I said there were at least 20 cloves of chopped up garlic in there, plus a shit load of jalapeno. We finished the whole box of it on the side walk in like 35 seconds.

I am sorry this is becoming a long and boring blog. But the next day, oh my god, I and anybody who come closer than three feet of me paid the price of me eating those fries. I was a walking exhaust, it was fucking disgusting, just a complete disaster. I want to apologize to the people that were unfortunate enough to be around me on that day. Next time when I am drunk, no more jalapeno garlic fries, maybe just thai food, like usual.

to do list is gay

A couple of weeks ago, I hurt my back, it was one of the most humbling experience for me in the last few years. It makes me feel old. Also, I really feel my memory has started to go little by little since I have been out of the college. The reality of aging (or brain cell death) is setting in now. But I will kill myself if I turn into one of those jackasses with their to do list or their daily schedule on their PDA bullshit. What the fuck happens if you lose your to do list and you can't remember what is on there? And besides, see these items that would be on my to do list if I ever have one, and you will realize how useless and queer a to do list is:

toothlesschinaman's to do list:
1. nothing
2. not a whole lot of anything
3. sitting around and talk shit
4. checking baseball scores (skip between november-march)
5. more of nothing
6. making no effort to graduate from school
7. nap
8. get wasted

As you can see, all the things that will be on my to do list I do them instinctively anyway, again, a to do list fucking usless and stupid, like a warm soda.