Brain Craving Food

Things that go in the night, like bump or smack or the rumbling of an Old Fat Guy getting down to porn weight. The day went well even though I didn't sleep but write the night away. I was still up at the butt crack of dawn that's when the brain let me know that it was wanting food. A little back story on what I ended up going to get. Since most of the time I'm asleep in what most people call morning hours I don't give into brain cravings. Ah you say what the fuck is that? Well its one thing to crave something that you know will taste good but most of all it will fill an emptiness in your stomach. When it's the brain, you tend to eat things that make you feel a certain way; you make concoction. For me my mind came up with a 'breakfast burrito' not that gringo breakfast burrito but a real Mexican/American breakfast burrito. what's in it: machaca (egg & shredded beef), but I added a twist to it. My brain craved for machaca with chorizo add in some cheese & guacamole. Reads kind of what the fuck are you thinking or 'are you pregnut'? But it does taste good. After I feed my brain it was crash time. By the time I got up it was the 'cleavage of night'. Still feeling full from breakfast burrito I headed out to local Starbucks to get that 'first cup of the day' with a banana I don't remember eating. I took it on the fly. Back at the flop house I enjoyed my cup of java while watching some TV, did a bit of writing not on script but twitter and facebook, yeah that'll get the script done. Then it hit again, the brain crave. This time it was for of all things 'Jack In The Box', like a junky jonesing for cheap 'crack', or  a college student wondering how to get eats without going broke. My brain was wanting double bacon cheese burger but on sour dough. I heard myself ordering two of them. Like most junkies when I got my score I didn't check the junk. What I got was double bacon cheese burger but no sour dough. Say the lease my brain was not very pleased but ate it any how. Feeling disappointment and not very satisfied the two rocks that I ate made me sleep plus the lack of sleep within the 24 hours. I did what any good food junky would do, fall asleep. As for this pin up well I wish they still had car hops. I know this was have kept A&W Root beer going if their carhops look like this.

Abuelita style cooking or this is how my grandmother made it!

Getting right into it, last night I was wanting some home style cooking of real Mexican food. Not fast food 'Taco Bell' shit (no true Mexican/American can call TB real food, the taco meat is classified as a meat by-product. better known as mystery meat). I talking Mexican food made with stuff that my grandmother or better know as abuelita would have used. I was wanting SOPA DE FIDEO, a real Mexican dish made differently depending on what part of Mexico your family comes from. Me or my Abuelita would make it in a skillet, you brown the 'angel hair noodles better known as FIDEO, pinch or touch of garlic, she would use recycled bacon grease, (I'm not joking), when browned you add stewed tomatoes, juice and all and about 3/4 of the can of water toss in some sliced onion, dash of salt (for taste) pepper, then you let it simmer under a lid, either until you have a well bended soup (sopa) or until the moisture is gone. No do not stir. Only stir once or so when its mostly fluid, If you let it steam out don't stir. Low heat. This is great stuff- to me better than Mexican rice (white man's term) Mexican call for arroz or sopa de arroz. The other item I had was nachos con charizo. The place I got this home style cooking is a local place here in Covina called 'Casa Moreno'. Oh the margaritas rock. 
For today after sleeping in really late I got up and pushed myself out the door to the local Starbucks for that 'first cup of the day', banana, and cheesy bagel/ cream cheese. Feel full night now but I'm so turned around I'll probably get hungry around mid-night. Got to turn myself around. So for this post I'm using the vintage pin up of a Matador, I wouldn't mind being the toro for a hot MILF. Toro toro!

Wonder if President Washington crave french fries?

President's day! Bah! Anyone who went to grade school knows it Washington's Birthday... you know, the one they 'tag' (get the twitter/facebook term) father of our country or the first president! What the fuck is going on here? Why do we have to consolidate our holidays? Pretty soon it's going to be Halloween-Thanksgiving-Christmas all rolled into one. Why are we so willing to give up Holidays (better know as days off from work most of the time with pay if you're smart enough to have a union job). Why are we willing to work for less money, more time, less vacation & holiday time off and lead to believe we are the bad guys for wanting to be treated equally or with respect.
Now on to Old Fat Guy getting down to porn weight: Yesterday was about the same as any other day, Starbucks for that 'first cup of the day' banana they where out of cheese bagels. Come back home to do more writing on script I'm working on. Then got the craving for something salty... which can be more damning than craving sweets. I was giving into getting french fries-I mean the large more than you can or should eat deep fried potato. I was going over the topping, like chile cheese or animal style (anyone who's been to In-n-Out knows what that is-its melted cheese with grilled onion & thousand island) or bacon bits & cheese with sour cream (Island's grill style) I better stop there before I run out the door to get some. I settled for nachos the second most dangerous deep fried thing to get, yeah real corn tortillas replacing potatoes. I over did it having the nachos with cheese, sour cream, carda asada, guacamole. Eat till I was over stuffed. I mean uncomfortably stuffed, not hungry the next day stuffed. Today I lounged around then headed to local Starbucks for a 'cup of java' & cheesy bagel/cream cheese which made me feel stuffed again. Must fight salty craving and win next time, maybe next time a salty bag of popcorn--- and a MOVIE.
I think I might have used this vintage pin up before, but it fits Washington's birthday!

Crying like a Little Girl getting sent to facebook detention!

Well it happen again! I got bitch slap by Mark's Army on facebook. Here is funny part they block me until you get an e-mail with a link of what you did wrong. The link leads you to the picture in question, once again showing bare chested female on facebook. You check the box, cross your heart, then click 'agree'. Now here is what I don't get. The double standard of facebook-what double standard? It seems you can post on your wall 'who'll will join me to topple a government'? (which by the way is very cool-yah 60s) or 'post vid of people getting shot in the streets in a far away country for protesting [which is really sad for the people standing up against the wrongs, of their government]. But show a bare chested babe! You get put in facebook detention. I wonder what would happen if people here in America would use facebook like the people in the Middle East have been doing? Would Mark get yank out of his bed in the middle of the night by TEA PART/GOP GOVERNMENT LEADERS? Then thrown in some dark hole never to be seen again (like getmo)? Better yet, why hasn't the American people use facebook to get protests and marches going? Why isn't the American Women using facebook to band together to stop GOP from stripping them of their rights? Why isn't Middle Class worker be union members or not, facebooking about getting together protesting against elected officials trying to take their rights, cut their pay, cut their benefits, TAKE THEIR VOICE away? Why isn't the Middle Class facebooking about marching on Washington D.C. to get the idiots in Congress (mostly GOP) to stop the bull shit and work on get Americans back to work-ie bullet trains and rebuilding roads & bridges, new power grids maybe this time put them underground so weather won't effect them? Why isn't the American people facebooking about boycotting a corporation for taking jobs over seas? But yet if I post a picture of a bare chested babe I'm the in wrong? Why the double standard? Oh and the picture this time will probably get me in trouble with the Vatican.

Facing one of my food demons while dancing in the rain!

As I write this blog tonight I can hear the rain. Which is kind of cool. There is something about listening to the rain that can be smoothing. The rain can be romantic as well. Have you ever made love/fucked in the rain? Or have you ever open the curtains have the lights out and made love/fuck as the rain pit-a-patter against the window. If not you should give it a try.
Okay now for Old  Fat Guy getting down to porn weight update. No I didn't blog yesterday, come to think about I didn't do much of anything yesterday. That's really not true I did make the calls to different Hollywood Production Companies for feature that is a Los Angeles Noir. By the time I got to Starbucks I had a 'cup of java', banana and a cheesy bagel/butter (I got to say that having a cheesy bagel with butter is like having white toast and butter-boring, bland-how in the hell can Starbucks run out of cream cheese?). Later that even I was craving a 'flaco-taco' but 'Taste of Texas' shuts down at eight p.m.. That sucks. I ended up  settling for Chinese which was the wrong choice.
I got to the place that I get my 'okay' quick order out the door Chinese food but this time it was on the cold side and 'bland'. look more like leftovers. I should have turned around and left but I didn't. Okay this is what I got in a leftover manner, orange chicken (bit cold), chicken & mushrooms (luke warm), shrimp & veggies (cold-only picked out shrimp). Then cold noodles, egg rolls and a cup of warm egg drop soup.
Today, I made it to local Starbucks for a 'cup of java', banana and that now famous cheesy bagel/cream cheese! Yup they found the cream cheese! As for tonight it might be pizza! I got to face my demons sooner or later. Why did I write that? Because pizza with the right topping can be like crack to a fat guy. Yup you can't stop at just a couple of slices you got to have it all. Or maybe-nope I got to face one of my many food demons.

Taxes and Eats/Or Sexual Safari for Valentine's Day!

Got up around noon to get over to the bank so I could get money out to pay the Proof reader. Text her to meet up at local Starbucks, she didn't show so I had my 'first cup of the day' and banana. I watched the female costumers come in and drool over the Valentine's Day rose arrangement (most knowing that they aren't even getting any thing close to that-see facebook or twitter pic I did yesterday). Got a two packs of package air with cranberries & cashews to nibble on later. Got back to my place and did something I don't like doing at all!!! Pre organize my tax stuff (gather all necessary papers-receipts). Which took more hours than I really want to spend time doing. Well I was sorting papers I nibbled on Starbucks package air & cranberries & cashews about an ounce & half serving. Now that its close to kicking back and have last meal of the day, avocado/cheese/double burger on sour dough. As for the pic? I say why not? Wouldn't you like to be met at the door by your lover/buddy with benies (friends with benefits) wearing an safari outfit? Ready to take you on a sexual adventure! Come on live outside of the coloring book lines. Do something that isn't expected.

Writing leads to hunger

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