afterbirth

I feel blecchy.
My tummy hurts.
It hurt yesterday.
Do you need to know this?
No.

Last night the 3 of us were drifting off to sleep, having turned off the light about 15 minutes before, when all of a sudden some stupid travelling jazz/swing/marching band starts playing outside our window.
There are a couple of "al fresco" restaraunts downstairs (why anyone would want to eat while inhaling fumes from the trucks waiting for red lights on 2nd ave is anyone's guess), and these 3 or 4 guys thought it would be a great idea to go around playing their stupid trumpet, tuba, and snare drum for all these idiots and pass a hat around afterwards.
Well sorry, asswipes, but not on MY block!
I got up, went to the fridge, got out an egg, and tossed it out the window in their general direction.
Problem solved.
The trumpet player yelped and jumped (that's all I saw) and they stopped playing (during their 2nd song, mind you).
This morning you could still see the egg.
We actually know the guy in this photo - he used to be our super (I think he's mildly retarded - or simple, if you will).
I don't think you can really see the egg in this one (it's 3 squares in front of him):

Here's a close-up:


And now a bit of my favorite book:


A shout out to Aijin who I was fortunate enough to have call me "sassy":


She's great no matter what I say.

JUST WONDERIN:

What's the longest you've gone without bathing (yes it's a theme)?

What color are your panties right now (I'm asking you too, SurlyMike)?

Who are the three SG's (or members) you would choose to play spin the bottle with?