Uncle Baby

This past weekend we celebrated my friend's Cecile's Birthday. I was able to make it to one of her festivties by joining her for dinner and having fried chicken at Knott's Berry Farm.

It was good to see friends and hang out with fun people including Nick, Isa and their little one Zavyer. He's totally adorable.

Anyhow she brought him over to say hi and she was like look it's Uncle Babe. Nick chimes in and says Uncle Lusty or Uncle Babe and eventually it led to Uncle Baby. I guess it's a combination of Lusty and Baby.

Now they're adamant at making sure that I'll be Uncle Baby.

For those who are Filipino who have a Tita Baby - I have a Ninang Baby - imagine a family party and someone yelling out Uncle Baby. I could see all the confused faces from the parentals.

All in all it's funny but not sure if I want to be called Uncle Baby. Sorry Isa and Nick.

Jeez

We had an event today and I had volunteered to help out. After the even my co-worker and I decided to have lunch at City National Bank Plaza in Downtown. One of our usual spots.

Anyhow, we're having lunch and I spilled some soda on my hand. I continued to have lunch but my hand was getting sticky so I excused myself to go to the bathroom. A lady was in front of me and I guess she needed to use the bathroom. She peered into the Men's Bathroom, exhaled and said Jeez!

I guess she didn't realized she was looking into the Men's Bathroom. As she stormed off she let out a couple of farts.

I started laughing and couldn't tell her that she looked into the Men's Bathroom. With all that farting she must've really needed to drop the deuce. hahahaha!!!

Steak Fries

This happened years ago but it's funny.

Another night of drinking and another post meal after drinking. We sit down and order food. My one friend orders steak fries. You know - the fries that are cut thicker and wider than normal french fries. The order comes and he looks at his plate puzzled. He turns to the waiter and asks "Where's the steak?" Hahahaha!

Shows you what alcohol does to the brain.

Cleaning the Grill - Barbecue Grill not Teeth

July is almost to an end but it was quite the birthday month. Many of my friends turned 30 this past month. Here's a memory for you to enjoy from Andrew's Birthday.

Friday after my chriopractor appointment I went to Andrew's house to help him out with some setting up before his party on Saturday. He gave us a list of stuff to do. What I was assigned was cleaning the chairs that were going to be used and the barbecue grill. The chairs went fast since Trevor came to help.

What I was dreading was cleaning the grill. I asked Larnie if she had metal brush and all that good stuff that is needed to clean a grill. She gives it to me and I get into it, brushing the inside grill, getting my hands all dirty and in the end it was nice and clean. Ready to be used.

Party day comes. We head to the back and I see the grill in the corner of the backyard. I asked Andrew if they used the grill for the food.

His answer - No. Ummm...no? He said it was more for show for the backyard. He didn't expect me to clean the inside. Andrew just wanted it wiped down.

Pretty funny, eh? Andrew you owe me!!! (AGAIN!)

Being Nice

From time to time I will write about a random memory - mainly the funny ones.



A long time ago one night after drinking at the bars a couple friends and myself had decided to eat. We had ordered so much food that we had a couple boxes of leftovers. When we left the restaurant and walking back to our cars I saw a homeless person. Since we had so much food and I wanted to be nice so I handed a box of our food to the homeless person.



She opens the box and says "What's in the other boxes?"