Ice Carvings

writing while watching top chef, downing shots of Chivas, and smoking an e-cigarette somehow doesn't work all that well. I can almost hear the judges of top chef giving me a rejoinder: just desserts telling me: "The idea was there, but i think you should have thought of this more..." i blow a large billow of vapor (not smoke i guess)... the hell with it. I have no expectations at this point, and the 3rd shooter is making its way to my consciousness. A newspaper article earlier kinda hit home: February seemingly breezed by 2011, and here i am, trying to come up with a blog entry at the homerun stretch. 2011 has been very kind to me, as opposed to that callous, cruel 2010. I really don't give a rat's ass about zodiac signs and horoscopes, but like a chinoy friend told me -- it's 50/50. And somehow, this year really was better - in the cards and in real life. i really just have to temper my expectations. but yeah, so far so good.

why is it so hard to find a bag of Skittles Chocolate mix in this side of the planet? I'm not even a candy addict, much less a chocoholic. But the idea of messing around with small spheres of S’mores, Chocolate Pudding, Chocolate Caramel, Vanilla and Brownie Batter is too much to resist. Arrgh. I have unfortunately tasted the forbidden fruit once, and it's not available anywhere i look. SM. Clark. Rustan's. Maybe if i try hard, i'll get what i need. which in my case, would be peanut butter candy. Sigh.