brain freeze

The timing of our trip to the Dominican Republic was unfortunate.  Not because it coincided with an election you maybe have heard about.  That’s no big deal.  No, it was too dang close to Halloween, which meant my Halloween pictures couldn’t be shared here on my blog until now.

So, I’m photoshopping a million pictures today, one which gave us all a great deal of pleasure in Twitter town. Some photos for pleasure and others for work that will help the paper out with mugshots and that SQ and I were also dog-assed tired. I worked in the pajamas for awhile which is every blogger/newsperson/umm … everyone’s dream.

To recap: Last November, Irma Paz Bernstein and her sister Norma from Las Paletas showed up one afternoon at Fido, thinking they had been invited by the Food Network to participate in something called "Brain Freeze Stunt Week." To their shock, they were ambushed by superstar chef Bobby Flay.

So I got one of the new Fruitista Freezes at Taco Hell today because it’s like a million degrees outside in Memphis today.  I got the just Strawberry instead of the Strawberry Mango, ‘cos sometimes mango doesn’t taste too good to me.

I just got an email from Brian, who handles public relations for Krystal. Apparently, Brian and the PR machine at the mothership of burger-scented food squares stumbled across my recent ode to the Krystal MilkQuake.

Ouch, I just gave myself brain-freeze by eating a grape popsicle too fast.  Yeowsers.

So yeah, I know this blog has been sucking lately.  I’m just not very motivated to post regularly I guess.  Meh.  Just haven’t been into it.