Balls to the wall

MiniMe is preparing to go international. I helped her pick some really cute outfits, because that is a priority. Lots of people have been sending her well wishes.

S-Unit was chatting with me on the phone and asked that MiniMe bring her some Iceland Ash. It was kind of hard to understand her, so I asked, “You want her to bring you Iceland Ass?” S-Unit quickly replied, “No, not Iceland Ass or Iceland Hash. I just want a little Iceland Ash, I’m into eruptions.”

Right soon after this conversation, and a grilled swiss cheese sandwich, OregganO stopped by with some Tisdale Chardonnay.  We started chatting about life, outer space and hair products.

She informed me she was “…going balls to the wall and doing the whole thing tomorrow, 48 pumps.”  She bought some infomercial product for her hair and hadn’t been following the instructions. Which makes sense, because she paid $50 for 18 oz. Her husband, Cream of Tartar, wanted in and asked her, “Where’s that shit? I’m tryin’ it!” He tried it, but doesn’t style it with heat, so, whatever. OregganO is into it because Jenny Garth, some Asian bitch and Half Pint use it.

While chatting and jacking with people on Facebook (one of our favorite pastimes), I noticed a message from Juicy PSI. It was simple and to the point, “Damn, I just sat down and left my drink in the other room. I need servants.” She is so spot on.
OregganO decided to do something productive, like reading and drinking. So, we opened up a bottle of Little Black Dress Pinot Grigio and OregganO read You’re a Horrible Person, But I Like You. MiniMe was in the background, not making much noise. I asked her how it was she wasn’t enjoying it as much as us. She responded, “I try not to laugh, so I don’t burn myself.”
OregganO did not know a lot of the people featured in the book, but I told her I was ready to google – she just needed to say when. Morgan Murhpy. I like her because, on three occasions, she has jogged. Like me, she doesn’t want to take it for granted. No need to go balls to the wall.  Same me.

2 thoughts on “Balls to the wall”

  1. I want to see and feel “balls to the wall.” You must stop by! I may be at Skiwi’s later, on the bistro, perhaps you could join us. He makes a mean martini.

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