Thursday, August 31, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 8:27 PM
Removing section of the sidewalk. Funny thing is that people are walking AROUND it!!
Man those flies are big in the city!!! I think he needs a bigger can of raid.
Falling through the sidewalk!
Digging for gold in the sidewalk. Grab a shovel!! There's GOLD in them thar walks.....
Ok, when it is THIS big, it is no longer a laptop!!
Very large sidewalk art.....
Unloading the ship.......
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 7:53 PM
Which one is real? Which one is the true artist?
I have heard of potholes, but man this is rediculous!!!
Public pool? Taking a dip in the middle of the sidewalk.
A different view of the sidewalk pool.
It is amazing what you find in potholes anymore.....
Sailing in potholes......
Stay Tuned For Part 3.....
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 10:09 PM
Fantastic! I would love to have seen this in the black and white Spiderman though...
Amazing, it really does look like he is perched on the side of a building!
It looks so real, as if the stones are actually crumbling. The artists is VERY talented.
After being so close to the hole above a nice big bottle of coke would hit the spot. Remember those days of actual GLASS bottles of coke...not this plastic bottle stuff, actual glass!! Yum.
On a more serious note, check out my new tenant The Zero Boss, as he Honors, Karen Helene Schmidt, in the 2996 Project Memorial for the September 11, 2001 terrorist victims.
Read, learn and Never Forget!
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 12:04 AM
It's that time again when we roll out the red carpet, dust off the seats and hide the silverware....
Please welcome my newest tenant.....
The Zero BossRead as he learns that he is well past his drinking prime.
But there was one small problem I hadn't counted on.
I'm old.
....and then collapsed in a drunken heap into bed, missing what my wife later assured me would have been the hottest sex of my adult career.
And you know what sucks hardest of all? I still felt like shit warmed over the entire next day. In other words: all of the misery, with none of the upside.
Go for a visit!
Click the Tenant link on the side or the above link in this post.
I want to thank those who bid, but there can only be one unfortunately.
Please come by for a visit again.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 10:00 PM
The Drama Queen
The Comedian
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 3:33 AM
Coaxing up the seals for what looked to be giving them eye drops with some fish as added incentives....
I'm a Gopher....I dig holes! Where's your lawn?
Chillin' in the mud.......
You know, it's a dang good thing Giraffes are not afraid of heights! *grins*
A giant BULL frog! Yeah, yeah, it's me making my daughter laugh....
Friday, August 25, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 4:46 PM
As any that may have stopped by to visit can see I have not posted in a little bit.
Sickness originally hit my family, thanks to our lovely nieghbors who think nothing of letting their feverish sick child come out and play with mine...grrrrr.
Get a Clue! If you have to be called home from work because the daycare says your child is too sick to be there, why the hell are you sending her out to play with my kids?!?!?
Also, had my mom and sister come down from up north (Grandma and Auntie) to come visit the kids since Tuesday. I took an extra couple of days off (Thursday and Friday) to spend with family. Spent most of the day Wednesday at the Zoo, first time for the kids and they loved it. Perhaps I will post a few pics later.
Unfortunately, me in a tank top, ended up getting nice and red (sunburned). They had nice water misters that spray a fine mist in different sections to keep people cool in the heat. I have seen something similiar when I visited the Las Vegas strip a couple of years back. Anyways, I imagine that helped amplify the sun and helping me burn a bit..heh.
Took off my shirt that night and looked in the mirror and said WOW afer seeing how bright red I was. Wife walked in the bathroom and looked at me and said WOW! I told her, I just said that. *chuckles*
A good lotion up, and the next morning I was barely pink with the red mostly turned to brown, the heat that radiated from me like a heating pad was completely gone.
Other than that, not alot going on...
Also have not accepted any renters during the week since it would not be fair to my tenant if I don't plug for them, which I normally do with a introduction and at least 2 or more plugs during the week. I will get back into the swing of things shortly and get posting more.
Normally a Friday Funnies post, I suppose you can laugh at me for getting burnt, or wait till a bit later and I will post something to hopefully laugh about....
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 6:26 AM
Christopher Walken can sure cut a rug in Fat Boy Slim's "Weapon of Choice".
Windows Media Player @ 300kGive it a listen, it's catchy...
While your listening, why not head over to my tenants place and give a read as she explains the hardships of her husband losing his wallet, the Age of "Y", and the fun of being puked on.....
I don't think I would like that last one....or even the first one come to think of it!
Friday, August 18, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 2:41 PM
A man walking along a California beach was deep in prayer when all of a sudden he said aloud, "Lord grant me one wish". The sky clouded and a booming voice said, "Because you have tried to be faithful I will grant you one wish." The man said, "Build a bridge to Hawaii so I can drive over anytime I want to."
The Lord answered, "Your request is very materialistic. Think of the logistics of that kind of undertaking. The supports required to reach the bottom of the Pacific! The concrete and steel it would take. I can do it, but it is hard for me to justify your desire for worldly things. Take a little more time to think of another wish, a wish you think would honor and glorify me".
The man thought for a long time and finally said, "Lord, I wish that I could understand women. I want to know what they feel inside, what they are thinking when they give me the silent treatment, why they cry, what they mean when they say 'nothing', and how I can make a woman truly happy?"
After a few minutes God said, "How many lanes do you want on that bridge??"
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 6:12 PM
It's been a hard day at work today.
I definately earned my keep.
I had to install several rail mounted servers in which the rails were to long.
Soooo, the rails had to be cut down. Tempered steel, fun.
Network engineer tells my boss, he should have no problem cutting through that with a hacksaw, it should go through that like butter.
Hacksaw in hand, rails out on the cement curb, me on my knees.....
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
Sweat pours off me.....
Nice shirt for work, now getting completely drenched in sweat.
Watch as boss and network engineer head out for lunch.
Walk to minvan whip off shirt and throw on tank top (a definate no-no while boss is around).
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
Swipes hand slick with sweat up across brow and into hair....hair now standing up.
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
Begins to grumble about stupid engineers that know nothing about dull hacksaws and tempered steel rails when they talk to boss on work I have to do, saying it will be easy and go through it like butter.
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
Grumbles about not calling in sick today....
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
hzzz...zzz..hzzz...zzz..hzz...zzz..hzzzz...zzz
Done.
Take off tank top and wipe the sweat from my head and body, slap nice shirt back on and stick tank top back in van to dry.
Been a fun day..........Least the pounding headache is beginning to go away to a dull throb behind my eyes.
Now that I am done bitching and moaning, head on over to my tenant as she talks about picking up some balls....
"Seriously, I put one in the bathroom. You just rub the balls in your hands and they get all creamy."
......and says farewell to her Xbox.
Monday, August 14, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 12:23 AM
OK, will the fat man sitting on my chest beating my head with a sledge hammer please STOP NOW?!?!?
Whatever got my wife seems to have wrappped its tentacles around me and sucked me in.....
Coughing so hard it wracks my body, making my throat feel as if it is on fire, and my chest has been caved in. I don't know if it is possible, but I feel like those extended cough times, I swear, my eyes are literally bugging out of my head, leaving me drained, head pounding and wanting to stop breathing.
And I am a stubborn ass.
I am at work again pulling my 2nd 12 hour shift in a row.
Damn straight I am stubborn.
My reasoning is, this is my last day before 3 days off first of all.
It didn't start getting bad till halfway though my 12 hour shift last night.
I work alone during these 12 hour shift on the weekend.
So as you can see, I will be fine unless my lungs decide to claw their way out of my body...and dang if it hasn't felt that way at times. I will make it.
Of course tommorrow I will look like this:
Don't I look handsome in the morning? **Grins mischievously**
Though I probably will feel that way though.....
Now that the self-proclaimed pity party that I used to let everyone know why I have been sporadic the last couple of days is completed, let me move on to further business.....
Welcome my New Tenant,
I need to vent, who is partly to blame for a couple of my wracking coughs that spasmed my body as I laughed at her posts. It only hurts when I laugh....
Her latest of having to deal with annoying people while trying to watch her child play some football. Dealing with the likes of the the rear-end, snatch and grab artist trying to rescue a wayward thong gone to places best not spoken of!
Now I know it isn't proper to ASK how old a lady is, but if she has it right there in the open, well, I figure it's ok to mention.
She turns the big 3-2 on August 21st. So go on by, wish her the happiest of birthdays, wish her well, and
spank her many more...
*grins*
Friday, August 11, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 9:03 AM
Jack wakes up at home with a huge hangover he can't believe. He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose!
Jack sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.
Jack looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror, and notices a note on the table: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping--Love you!"
He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.
Jack asks, "son...what happened last night?"
"Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door."
"So, why is everything in such perfect order, so clean, I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"
His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed,
"Leave me alone, lady, I'm married!"Broken furniture - $85.26
Hot Breakfast - $4.20
Red Rose bud -$3.00
Two Aspirins -$.38
Saying the right thing, at the right time.........Priceless.
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An attempt to interpret what guys are really telling.
"I'm going fishing."Really means... "I'm going to drink myself dangerously stupid, and stand by a stream with a stick in my hand, while the fish swim by in complete safety."
"It's a guy thing."Really means... "There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical."
"Can I help with dinner?"Really means... "Why isn't it already on the table?"
"Uh huh," "Sure, honey," or "Yes, dear."Really means... Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response.
"It would take too long to explain."Really means... "I have no idea how it works.
"We're going to be late."Really means... "Now I have a legitimate excuse to drive like a maniac."
"I was listening to you. It's just that I have things on my mind."Really means... "I was wondering if that red-head over there is wearing a bra."
"Take a break, honey, you're working too hard."Really means... "I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner."
"That's interesting, dear."Really means... "Are you still talking?"
"It's a really good movie."Really means... "It's got guns, knives, fast cars, and beautiful women."
"That's women's work."Really means... "It's difficult, dirty, and thankless."
"We share the housework."Really means... "I make the messes, she cleans them up."
"You know how bad my memory is."Really means... "I remember the theme song to 'F Troop', the address of the first girl I ever kissed and the Vehicle Identification Numbers of every car I've ever owned, but I forgot your birthday."
"I was just thinking about you, and got you these roses."Really means... "The girl selling them on the corner was a real babe."
"Oh, don't fuss. I just cut myself, it's no big deal."Really means... "I have severed a limb, but will bleed to death before I admit that I am hurt."
"Hey, I've got my reasons for what I'm doing."Really means... "And I sure hope I think of some pretty soon."
"I can't find it."Really means... "It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless."
"What did I do this time?"Really means... "What did you catch me doing?"
"I heard you."Really means... "I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and I am desperately hoping that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next three days yelling at me."
"You know I could never love anyone else."Really means... "I am used to the way you yell at me, and realize it could be much worse."
"You look terrific."Really means... "Oh, God, please don't try on one more outfit. I'm starving."
"I'm not lost. I know exactly where we are."Really means... "No one will ever see us alive again."
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 6:10 PM
The sound of coughing and groaning has once again hit the household.
The wife has come down with a sinus infection that is draining into her lungs. Took her to the doctor earlier this morning and he confirmed that wife had an infection and put her on antibiotics.
My son has been showing signs of possibly the same thing, but could just be a cold. Time will see if he gets worse. His eating is sporatic, and drinks alot, which is good. The drinking alot that is.
Dropped the wife and kids at home, and while they ate lunch and laid down for a nap, I went back up to the urgent care area for an ultrasound to see if I am pregnant...
Just joking...I wasn't pregnant, errr, it isn't possible ya know. Get your mind outta the gutter.
Anyways, I did go up and have an older lady play with my sides and belly, warm gel sliding off my body as she slid the ultrasound imager around by abdomen...if she would have said she couldn't find the hole I probably would have fell off the table laughing!
She told me to turn on my side and thought I would slide right of the table, unfortunately she finished and told me I could get up, as I sat up, half the paper I was on stuck to my side and ripped off.
After peeling the paper off me like I was shucking corn, she looked at me and asked if I wanted another towel to wipe the rest of it up and I nodded. Hairy body and a couple of swipes with a mini-towel is not gonna do it.
Anyways, I guess it is kinda weird that I am getting a ultrasound, but it was ordered from my doctor after getting a physical and seeing some elevated counts in my bloodwork for my liver. He said it wasn't a big deal and could be just from a fatty liver, but an ultrasound is needed to determine the condition of my liver.
So leaving the ultrasound and feeling like I just got slimed (well technically - I had been) and off to pick up meds for the wife.
I get to the pharmacy and can't find the $20 discount on one of the meds the doctor gave my wife. I know she mentioned it briefly when she turned in the meds, and I figure I will need it when paying for the meds. I search the van and can't find it and I know the wife didn't hand it off to me. I have to call the wife to find out what happened to it.
One PO'd wife answers the phone, my guess she was just laying down or asleep for a nap, but I needed to know what happened with that discount for the meds the doctor gave her. She explained she turned it in when she turned in the scripts, so they already had it.
Entering the pharmacy, next frustration hits:
They cannot find the meds! So one of the pharmacists spends the next 10 minutes combing through everything trying to find it.
Bingo! We struck paydirt! Well, sorta, as she comes back to me with a bag. She tells me that she couldn't fill one med cause they didn't have it in stock but will have it in the morning the next day. Great, just friggin great.
I figure I will head back up to the pharmacy of the urgent care I was just at and see if they have it and get the remaining meds over there.
I get halfway there when cell phone rings and an even more grumpy PO'd wife is on asking me where I was and to get home cause the kids got woke up when I called and I have to take care of them and then the sudden snap as the phone is hung up.
*sighs*
Fine, looks like the remaining meds will have to wait, and I head home to take over and watch the kids so she can lay down.
I get home and daughter is already up, wife is half-curled into a fetal position looking half-asleep. I tell her to go to bed.
I walk in and get my son, he is sitting up in his crib, head covered with his blanket and shaking his head vigorously from side-to-side under the blanket. I gather him up and go get him changed.
Meanwhile daughter is driving me crazy not listening at all, and every time I tell her to do something she tell me "NO!" and sticks her face out and makes a spitting sound (no spit though), which gets me to grinding my teeth. I think any time she wants something from now on, I am gonna turn around and tell her "NO" everytime she asks, then explain to her that she doesn't tell mommy and daddy "NO".
All I know is I have a wicked headache.
Dinner is cooked, kids are fed, post is done.
Time for some Motrin and a fresh cup of coffee......
PS: If you haven't had a chance, go to take a look at my
Tenant of the Week: Full Metal Photographer. A good place to go to lose yourself in some excellent photos.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 11:40 AM
Children laugh at the strangest things.
I am sitting at the computer, taking a break after doing the dishes, and the kids are running around in circles chasing each other.
Every few laps they would both run up to me, and I would slowly turn to them, eyes wide and bugging out and send them into fits of giggles. Reaching out with a clawed hand, slowly reaching for their bellies as they giggle in anticipation and literally roll on the floor laughing as I tickle their sides.
And it's off again running around in circles till it's time to slowly and cautiously creep up to visit ol' Crazy Eyes again...knowing what is going to happen, and giggling with nervous laughter as ol' Crazy Eyes slowly turns toward them......
Friday, August 04, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 2:55 PM
As my old tenant has pulled up stake and moved on to find another spot to roost, we say farewell and y'all come back now, y'hear!
And in the words of the immortal Motel 6, "we'll leave the light on for you".
It's sad to see them go, but it is also good to meet and see new and interesting people, so without further adieu....
Welcome my newest Tenant -
Full Metal Photographer.A blogger of few words, but in the keeping of a picture is worth a thousand words, then he speaks volumes!
Browse through his site and see the pictures he has for you to view, click on the side drop down and see the pictures by each month.
My personal favorite are the grove of trees in the snow, but maybe that's cause I am a Michigander...*chuckles*
So, don't just look at my side bar when you come through, click on my new tenants site and show him some love, or at least take a gander at his artistic view through his pictures....
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Posted by Break from Sanity @ 11:53 AM
This will be a double update since I failed to post anything on last weeks, plus I missed the showing at that time, and caught it on replay before the next showing.
Hell's Kitchen is now down to 3 people:
Keith, 28, a chef/bartender from South Hampton, NY
Heather, 25, a sous chef from Port Jefferson, NY
Virginia, 25, a salad chef from New York, NY
It has been an interesting couple of episodes, but sad to say not as good as last years Hell's Kitchen. This seems to be more drama and not more on the cooking / competition.
Those that have been cut from Hell's Kitchen:
Gabe, 27, a marketing executive from Chicago, IL
Garrett, 27, a former prisoner/chef from Cedar Park, TX
Giacomo, a pizza maker from Euless, TX
Larry, 38, a fishmonger from Arlington, TX
Tom, 43, a former stockbroker from Belleville, NJ
Maribel, 31, a cafeteria chef from Brooklyn, NY
Polly, 43, a caterer from Ben Franklin, TX
Rachel, 39, a personal chef from Dallas, TX
Sara, 31, a deli manager from Dallas, TX
I will start with last week, this is when Garrett was cut.
It was more drama, and soap-opera than anything else.
Chef Ramsay gave each of them 20 minutes to make dishes out of items that was set up on a table which included, veal, saffron, spinach, prawns and other ingredients.
Chef thought each dish was good, but narrowed it down to a pick between Garrett and Virginia's dishes. Once again Keith has impressed Chef Ramsay and will be accompanying Chef to Las Vegas, but Keith will have to pick between Virginia and Keith's dishes, the winner will come with them to Las Vegas.
Because Keith was to pick someone, Garrett thought wrongly that since he was the only other guy there, that Keith would and should side with him. It would make sense if it was still the guys vs the girls like it started out, but it has morphed into something like it was last season, keeping with more on ability than on gender.
Keith picked Virginia to Garretts obvious disgust.
Away from Chef Ramsay, Garrett's anger boiled over and he railed at Keith, asking him how he could actually choose Virginia over him. When he doesn't like what Keith has to say, he calls him a liar. When Keith tries to explain it was about the food and the quality, Garrett tells him to "F*ck his apology and he hopes the plane to Vegas crashes".
I thought Chef Ramsay was the only one with anger issues. Sheesh.
One thing about Keith that I can't stand is how he dresses when he is out of the kitchen. Keith is 28, looks over 30 and dresses like a 16 year old deranged rapper. At least he finally caught the hint since the beginning of the show to pull up his dang pants!
As Keith and Virginia tour the restaurant site they will be in charge of, which is in the middle of being constructed, Garrett and Heather are back talking, Garrett still very angry and Heather seemingly worried that Garrett may lash out and strike someone, perhaps even her.
Keith and Virginia return and the dinner service begins.
Garrett I figured would be cut last week, mainly because of his attitude, his cooking was subpar and ever since he flipped off the limo that carried the girls and Chef Gordon Ramsay he has slowly declined in his ability to cook even the simplist things.
So it was no suprise when he rushed an order and sent raw chicken up to Chef Ramsay, but what he said was a suprise when Chef confronted him. Garrett tried to explain he was just trying to rush and get it to Chef as soon as possible. Chef Ramsay was sufficiently shocked, and I would be too, since raw chicken could possibly kill someone, if not make someone significantly sick.
Garrett was removed from his station and Keith put in his place since he could not handle cooking chicken.
That is where the concentration of the show was at, but there were other mistakes.
Virginia was making items not even on the ticket, when Chef Ramsay asked her what she was making she said tortellini, in chich Chef Ramsay covered his head with his arms telling her
IT'S NOT ON THE TICKET!Sarah got a blast of anger from Chef Ramsay when she was screwing up the portions on the scallops.
The best quote of the night came from Chef Ramsay when he called Jean Phillipe over from a table of 12 Bachlorettes, and says, "What are you trying to do, lose your virginity"?
It came between Virginia and Garrett in the end, but the twist Chef Gordon threw at them in the choosing let them get their hopes up one last time when Chef said, "The person leaving Hell's Kitchen...."
Chef Ramsay says, "Virginia".
An audible sigh of relief from Garrett and a look of resignation from Virginia, when Chef Ramsay says, "Is staying, Garrett give me you jacket and leave Hell's Kitchen".
It wasn't a HUGE twist, but it was definately a twist at the last second that allowed a switch of hope and feel of failure to be switched even for a moment, before he let it be known who was staying.
That was last week.....
This week, was more melodrama of which is getting redundant and a little tiring.
This time things seemed to surround and concentrate on Virginia, her whining about how she can't seem to handle single stations by herself and she doesn't think there is any way she would even be able to handle running a restaraunt. Through all this Sara is once again her smug self-important self.
This time, each chef is to run a restaurant of their own, what they don't know till they get there is the "Restaraunt" is a catering truck. Their clients? Construction men from across the street, who will be judging the food, not Chef Ramsay.
Each chef has a limited amount of time to compose and prepare their menu before the construction workers break for food.
Being that these were contruction workers, I thought Heather's idea of Chicken Sandwiches and French Fries would probably be a hit with them, but they ended up picking Virginia's Turkey and Feta Cheese Sandwiches. Plus I think Virginia made an attempt to connect and sell her menu item to the Construction workers, going beyond just making it and waiting, but coaxing and smoozing the workers to her catering truck for them to try her food. That definately made a difference.
Heather on camera interview has a mini-meltdown and crys because the Construction workers didn't like hers food the best.
Virginia's prize is a $1000 shopping spree at "Sur La Table", a type of kitchen outlet. This is not an inexpensive store by any means. Virginia decided to kiss a little butt and buys a Chef Ramsay book that is on display and has him autograph it.
Which brings us to the best quote of the night, which came from Virginia as she tells him, "No bitch or cow in the signing please".
Which leaves Keith, Heather and Sara back in the Kitchen killing and cracking live crab and bellyaching about Virginia winning. Big surprise they complain.
Dinner service starts with Keith on Appetizers, Sarah on the Fish station, Heather on the Meat station, and Virginia is on Vegetables. Virginia is supposedly "safe" for this dinner service from elimination. Things seem to be going well, then three Master Chefs arrive, and as a side portion to the regular serice of 100 diners, each person must complete a signature dish for each of the Master Chefs.
Heather's duck wins praise from Chef Ramsay, while Keith undercooks his spaghetti, which he puts back in the pot. Sara tells Chef that she will not have enough Salmon to complete the service, incurring Chef Ramsay's wrath and familiar frustrated phrase, "C'moooon"!
Virginia becomes distracted and burns the peas, and the Master Chefs notice this. Chef Ramsay informs Virginia that she is no longer "Safe" from elimination, meanwhile Sara takes private pleasure in this.
Heather is outshining everyone at this point and no one is able to keep up with her, so she is spreading herself out and trying to help out where she can.
Because of Heather's smooth demeanor in handling things, her praise on the Duck, and the help she spread around trying to complete the dinner service, she gets to choose the two victims to send up in front of Chef Ramsay for elimination.
Away from Chef Ramsay back in their rooms, Virginia begins a weepy moment of rehashing how she keeps screwing up, how she can't handle a station by herself and how she doesn't think she would be able to run a restaraunt because of this to Sara and saying she is thinking of just stepping down because of it.
Sara and Virginia are sent before Chef Ramsay, and Virginia begins a replay of what she told Sara, shocking Keith, Heather and Chef Ramsay that she is sounding like she is stepping down voluntarily.
Chef Ramsay tells Virginia that he is a man of his word, and that he said she was safe, but if she is stepping down, it is completely HER choice and Sara will stay. But if Virginia decides to stick it out, then Sara will leave.
Sara tries to interrupt Chef Ramsay asking, "Can I say something"?
Which Chef Ramsay turns to her and says, "Shut the f*ck up for 30 seconds will you", and turns back to Virginia to get her decision.
Just as it seemed Virginia was about to say she was going to step down, she pauses and seems to straighten up visibly, hardens her attitude and says she wants to stay. Why wouldn't she?
Sara is slightly shocked as she hears this, and Chef Ramsay asks for her Jacket and to leave Hell's Kiitchen. And in perfect keeping with her attitude, she tells Chef Ramsay to "Kiss her Grits" as she leaves.
I am not sorry she is gone.
It is now down to Keith, Heather, and Virginia.
I believe Virginia will be the next one to be eliminated. She just doesn't have the leadership skills needed, she is overly and extremely long winded when she tries to explain something, she is weepy and unsure of herself, and still making big mistakes.
That will bring it down to Keith and Heather, and that is going to be hard to judge who will come out ahead.
I guess we will have to keep watching to find out.....
Man those flies are big in the city!!! I think he needs a bigger can of raid.
Falling through the sidewalk!
Digging for gold in the sidewalk. Grab a shovel!! There's GOLD in them thar walks.....
Ok, when it is THIS big, it is no longer a laptop!!
Very large sidewalk art.....
Unloading the ship.......
I have heard of potholes, but man this is rediculous!!!
Public pool? Taking a dip in the middle of the sidewalk.
A different view of the sidewalk pool.
It is amazing what you find in potholes anymore.....
Sailing in potholes......
Amazing, it really does look like he is perched on the side of a building!
It looks so real, as if the stones are actually crumbling. The artists is VERY talented.
After being so close to the hole above a nice big bottle of coke would hit the spot. Remember those days of actual GLASS bottles of coke...not this plastic bottle stuff, actual glass!! Yum. 
The Drama Queen
The Comedian
I'm a Gopher....I dig holes! Where's your lawn?
Chillin' in the mud.......
You know, it's a dang good thing Giraffes are not afraid of heights! *grins*
A giant BULL frog! Yeah, yeah, it's me making my daughter laugh....
Don't I look handsome in the morning? **Grins mischievously**
I will start with last week, this is when Garrett was cut.
Sara and Virginia are sent before Chef Ramsay, and Virginia begins a replay of what she told Sara, shocking Keith, Heather and Chef Ramsay that she is sounding like she is stepping down voluntarily.
