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| Without the Bitter: we'd never know how sweet the sweet really is...
Day 2: Saturday, October 24, 2009
So the weather called for lots of rain today, so we were gonna do all the indoor activities we could...of course this didn't hinder us from eating up the good shtuff.
Boo wanted to order everything on the menu again.
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gobble gobble gobble...munch munch munch...LOL.
we can see the creature in her natural habitat....scarfing down some wholesome goodness.
We got the lobster crepe and the salade crepe...both were really fresh and good...and she was happy to eat both...and give me some.
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look how clean her plate is.
Well since it was raining cats and dogs we did all the indoor activities. Went to some of the lighthouses that were raining, jeepers it was uber foggy. We went to the brewery to pick up some shtuff, also saw the brewery tour...which was free...and very short...and kind of funny.
Boo picked up some shtuff for her pops. We walked around into some souviner stores, and we walked with an umbrella around...i thought it was quite romantic...as she held my arm so tight to stay out of the rain.
she had suddenly become interested in getting a tattoo...*shrug beats me.
just traipsed around town...The weather was really crap...so it was really difficult to do anything...so i took her to the spots that we could park and enjoy the view.
Soon it was dinner time, so i took her to Dimillo's floating restaurant.
it was quite busy there, and there was a 45 minute wait for a table...so we decided to eat in the lounge...which served the full dinner menu.
We had a great waiter. Got some really good white wine mussels, and she got the captains meal and i got lobster with rice pilaf.
we were soooo full after our meal we had to walk around the entire town to help our digestion. It was nice, we walked along the water and the docks at night...though it was still really soggy, we got some good walking into it.
I admit it was a dreary day...and i forgot my camera a bunch of times...so i didn't take too many pictures. Its ok...I'll make up for it the next day. 
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| Need to Escape: Run fatboy Run...Run as fast as you can.
Day 1: Friday, October 23, 2009
So I decided i needed a quick escape from the repetitive mundane task of existing in NYC. Clubs/partying = yawn. And not to mention Boo wanted to be whisked away. And who am i not to play the part of Romeo?  then again Romeo kills himself..and Juliet inturn kills herself....ok fine i'll be Batman....hahahah shutup.
Whenever i leave on my escapes...i feel a HUGE SIGH of relief whenever i get the fuck out of the city. vrm vrm...ok ok I'll join Club Lexus later.
So Boo and I were watching Foodnetwork and Guy Fieri was doing a review of this place that looked amazing....and i googlemapped it...and it was TOTALLY ON THE WAY to where our destination was...SO WHY NOT?!?!
Gmaps said 45 minutes. took me 30 minutes to get here from NYC. brag brag brag...a nice quaint joint. We found seating pretty quick cause it wasn't a busy hour.
So i ordered the food, Boo ordered the drinks.
We were eager to try the food, as the place smelt wonderful. The Chef that was on the show wasn't around 
 I'm usually quiet before the food arrives.
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Of course that all changed when the food arrived.
Four Arepas. and the ones that stood out most:
The Carne...which Boo liked so much she decided to inhale it...and i didn't get to try it...at all. 
And Zach, which is crispy chicken with honey in an arepas...I cannot iterate how good this simple arepas is, it easily became my favorite.
And to wash it all down: Mango Iced tea that babe ordered for me...they give you the syrup and you can add as much as you want...which was awesome, and the sugar cane was the BOMB! Boo got a Papaya Batidos which was also really good, but a bit on the thicker side for me, but perfect for her.
Our belly's were full and we were really happy with the food as it was really really freaking good.
Back to our drive!
Through connecticut the leaves were beautiful...the lavalike oranges and yellows pouring through the hills/mountains...made the drive quite enjoyable. Not to mention the great conversations and the laughs...and the catching up...It was nice to finally disclose to her about how i had missed her...and how she had missed me. 
WOO HOO!!! OUR DESTIONATION!!!!
shtoopid traffic prevented me from doing record time...but i made ok time (~4 hours)....After we got to our hotel, unpacked the car, hopped back in the ride and went to eat! (i have to admit this is definitely made possible by driving a Lexus. I remember when i came up in my Accord the first couple of years, i was so dead tired from the drive...but the luxury aspect of the Lexus removes all of that, and i find myself ready to go out after unpacking even after a long 8 hour drive. Hooray to Lexus! and to think i drive the cheapest Lexus!!!)
And of course all my readers know i always start out with Gilbert's!! woot!
We sat indoor cause it was a little too nipply out to be eating outside.
Babe was so happy that we were here and going to eat some MAINE LOBSTAHS!!!
 she wanted to order everything on the left side of the menu.
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Our Chowder's came first...delicious as usual!!! but i think a little much for babe.
Then our FEAST! Twin lobsters all around!!!!
 Happy Babe. |  Ecstatic Azriha.
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A Closer Look at what was getting into my belly.
Check out Babe's lovely bib. LOL
She wasn't too happy with the picture takings...hee hee hee. Of course i'd later find out that Babe is a napkin hoarder...i' ended up having to use toilet paper to wipe my face...or as she likes to put it, "you used asswipe for your face." 
Afterwards, We were so full and food coma was hitting us hard so we went to Shaw's to get some necessities, some light grocery shopping for the hotel room.
Then back to the Hotel to Knock the fuck out and wake up early to start an awesome day.
It had been a great start to what would become a wonderful escape. (I figured it would be better on you guys if i broke up the days into separate entries.  )
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its been 9 years since my father's passing.
the dreams of him still come and go. almost at the weirdest times and points of my life.
i miss him greatly still..i miss the times where we'd set up multiple tv's in the living room when there were multiple football games on at once.
he'd start screaming and i'd go "which tv which tv?"
then i'd start screaming and he'd go "which tv which tv?!"
love ya pops. and still missing yaz....
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| She was 18
I had won a Kick Boxing Class raffle in my local supermarket. Surprisingly the class lasts for about three months.
So one of the top students is this 18 year old girl that weighs almost about half of me. She claims that kick boxing is the best martial arts in the world, whereas i said the philosophy of Jeet Kune do is far superior to just that single art.
We have a constant back and forth.
Finally, in frustration, I blurt, "I'm gonna kick your ass then sit on you." 
of course this is a free kick boxing class, there is no sparring...
BUT TODAY!!!!
I had arrived early, and at the end of the upper class kickboxing class, there is sparring!
Coach (yeah i don't call him Sifu, as he hasn't earned my respect yet...=P) said it'd be ok for us to have a 3 minute spar since next class didn't start for another 15 minutes.
ooooh yeah.
Geared up and good to go.
I'm in my stance, i'm gonna use my weight to my advantage, i go into a jenga...back and forth back and forth back and forth....
as she side steps i notice her weight off balance due to her inexperience towards other fighting styles in this 'ring'
I push forward, realizing at that off balance there cannot be anyweight in her attempts at a counter, which my weight should break easily even if she tried and be able to smash her.
my right arm tucks back, as my left heavy jab comes forward aimed at her face. I start to think of Takumura..."a man that rules the ring with his left....rules the world". HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
she disappears from my lefts visual, and i peer down as she dodges....time slows down...in this time slow my body is old...and i can not compensate....
her right foot...straight kicks....perfectly into my unguarded solar plexus.
my body feels the violent rip through all my nerves as though every tv in my body turns to snow and the sound of static is like pins and needles. my respiratory system shuts down.
through the five years of sadomasochistic training by my former sifu, reflex and programmed responses are unleashed. I have to hit her, hit her to buy me time to recoop. I HAVE TO HIT HER.
My left tucks under as guard as my right moves forward, this time i aim for a body shot, but not all the instructions are translated through the snow. my right twists and my fist doesn't fully close till i make contact to her chest.
ERROR. the weight of my punch was lost in transport....i might as well have been groping her...
The architect in my mind furiously smashes on the 'return' key on his keyboard, displeased with the retract rate of my right arm....too slow....
She gunts my right arm.....the nerve hit is more than it can handle right now...and i can't close my fist properly as my hand shakes involuntarily.....
She sees the desperation in my eyes....and hesitates....signs of an 18 year old....how could she have had so much weight behind her initial kick....
Respiratory systems still offline...i'm suffocating in my own body....
i change my stance to left advance as my right arm is dead and useless now....its only less than a minute into the round, and there's just too much damage....i need to breath....i need repair....
i'm desperate. i hate desperate...desperate always leads to doing desperate...fucked up things....i don't care how much of a nice guy you are, or how well your programming is...when you're desperate...the human moral factor goes out the window....
as she kicks me again with her powerful right, with reflex i catch and hold her leg. desperate.
i yank her leg as i turn to bum rush her with the right side of my body. due to lack of oxygen my legs can no longer support my weight...
she falls and i fall onto the ground. as i hit the ground respiratory functions restart...and i suck in air like a fat man at a cake eating contest.
the body resets. there is still static...right arm is unresponsive to specific commands. it can move bluntly, but i wouldn't be able to slice vegetables very well right now.
my opponent gets up....i try to....but the oxygen distribution is not quick enough...
she then proceeds to sit on me.......
*sigh...its going to be a long three months..........
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| I haven't picked a fight in well over 9 years...
Friend: "Where you goin?"
William: "goin to pick a fight"
Friend: "can i come?"
- Who would have known with those words, William Wallace would start decades of war against the british oppression of the Scottish?
My friend Jen and Jay announced that they'd be getting married by the end of the year...man i feel old as i find more and more of my friends getting married and having kids. I knew Jen from Facebook, who inturn met Jay from xanga.
So some visiting friends really wanted me to go clubbing with them...which i am too old for...but i went to appease them...
so in this club, great music, i didn't drive, so i get to get krunked...i start out with sissy drinks to get a buzz and bump with shots later.
While i'm nursing my kamikaze guess who i see!!! JAY! YO WHAT UP BRO!?!? and he's making out with Jen. heheeheh I come closer and yell, YO SAVE SOME FOR THE HONEY MOON!!!! JAY turns to look at me wide eyed. I gave him a strange look...What the fuck? i got something on my face? Then...i notice....that's not Jen....
My face turns awkward, then turns to anger. but i'm in anger management. so i tell myself a joke in my head. none of my personalities laugh.
Jay gets up and says lets talk outside. Now Jay is a big motherfucker. I mean i consider myself a pretty strong guy...but Jay is naturally ridiculously strong. All i have to offer is retard strength when i'm in a berserk.
J: "yo man...you can't tell this to Jen..."
i stay silent and say nothing....
J: "seriously, this girl don't mean nothing...its my last hoorah before i get hitched man...come on man, i know we ain't tight and all, but just do this for me..." sad begging face on J's face.
i'm still silent. gears churning...oh i'm not contemplating whether or not to tell her....i'm trying to place the girl he was making out with..i've seen her before....
then he gets angry at my silence..."listen, fuck you man, this isn't any of your business anyway, if you tell her i'll fucking kick your ass...i'll fuck up your car and your life."
i start to smile a little. I know i might not be able to ultimately beat J in a fight but i know i'll do some permanent damage...loss of an eye....kneecap...so he's quick to change his words...as Jen has told him about that side of me...."come on man, say something...what are you going to do."
still silent...then started to wonder if my friends would be looking for me inside.
i laugh, and proceed back to the entrance of the club...
he grabs me by the deltoid and throws me against the wall.
I grin and say, "oh Jay, how did you know i likes it rough?"
J: "Listen motherfucker, if you say anything to Jen you're a dead man."
he re-enters the club before me....i go and find my friends. and enjoy the rest of my night.
What would you do?!
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