I have a theory that my super power (everyone has a super power though it may not be very useful) is to bleed through the nose (like I said, everyone has a super power but it may not be very useful). I do the nose bleed thing really well. Look at any of my sheets, clothes, floor, possessions, etc. carefully enough and you will see blood stains. I am that good at bleeding through the nose. But I now believe that my nose bleeding ability actually makes me LESS likely to bleed in other areas. “That is my blessing, that is my curse.” So today I learned something new about my powers. I also learned that having a needle stuck in your knuckle may sound painless (“It’s my knuckle, I don’t feel it now, how can it hurt?”) but it, in fact, hurts like a maniac.
After being stuck 5 times and having a sore hand, what else can one do but buy a milkshake? Though the macha (green tea) milkshakes at MOS Burger are delicious, you need something a bit more rugged after seeing your own blood. Yes, a man needs a straight up chocolate milkshake. No gimmicks, no cream on top, just cold refreshing pain numbing chocolate ice cream and milk shaken together to form a magically smooth blend that delivers Zen in a glass. It’s like drinking a hug. So I bought that milk shake and went home for the day. I just hope the staff at Tanigawa do not think I disappeared because I had TB and had to be quarantined.
John Kerry may have gotten three purple hearts, but I earned 5 Red Badges of Courage today. And if the right wing under handed dirty sons of… - I mean “Swift Boat Veterans for Truth” are to be believed - and why not? – I also suffered a lot more than John Kerry did to EARN my Red Badges of Courage.
Now for a cup of really good green tea in my "Cheer Up!" mug. I love that dog.
