tonight it has been confirmed that i am a well nurtured wisconsinite. i won at both pool and fooze ball. my competition would tell you that the games where close, but all that matters is the end score. as a sage elford once told me "almost only counts in horse shoes and hand grenades..."
i enjoyed the bathroom at little chichuchuchuuula due to the bowl type sink and banana seat faucet. although my bladder almost burst right there at the cash register while i was waiting. and they put onions in the quesadilla... which i think was to simply dilute the carnitas. unacceptable. and? do you think that it's weird when chic fashionie shops smell of goodwill? geez. could have at least sprung for a citronella candle or shomething...