Mrs. NFB's younger brother sloshed himself to pieces by polishing off a nearly full bottle of tequila with their older brother and the older brother's live-in. Surprisingly, the older brother, the one who usually screws up everything, was the one to keep it together enough to call someone else for support.

So, Mrs. NFB and her sister went over with the carpet cleaner (yes, necessary), the upholstery cleaner (also necessary), and the desire to make sure baby brother wasn't going to finish himself off in his stupor.

They got him taken care of, and Mrs. NFB got to see the fun of cleaning up massive amounts of alcoholic vomit from furnishings and carpet. Previously my job when she got a little carried away.

We had a nice chat about the differences between my family and her family then. My family, we have a built in safety mechanism. When we get drunk, we start missing our mouth when we try to pour more in. So, we get covered in the drink. Her family, they never miss, so they get covered in the drink coming back up.

We debated the merits of each method at length. No solid decision was met. We feel more research is required.

Besides, baby brother should have to pay Mrs. NFB back for the cleanup.

BREAK

We tried out this new bread place. No preservatives, best ingredients, blah, blah, blah-de-blah. We just grabbed two bagels each and a tub of their cream cheese. I got some Asiago Cheese bagels and made a sammich from one of them. HO-LEE-CRAP! It's the best sammich I ever done et. And I've done et some sammiches. I'm a sammich-a-holic. I freakin' love 'em. To death.

So the next day we picked up a few more bagels and a couple loaves of specialty bread. Tomato basil, and Asiago Cheese because damn it all, that shit is FINE.

Then I made grilled sammiches with the breads, some lunch meat, and some cheeses. And deemed them . . . YUM!

Holy crap. I may have a new sammich bread for permanent realz yo. Mrs. NFB made my lunch sammich (every day for seven fucking years there) with a bagel for the first time ever today. I'm hooked.

Also, I may be becoming addicted to Asiago Cheese. Asiago. More fun to say than to write.

Asiago.

BREAK

We went to Hulk on Saturday. Pretty good considering what it could be. I geeked out like a stalwart seeing the TV Banner in one of his movies when they were flipping through channels and seeing TV's Hulk as a security guard.

One loose end leaves me wondering what up. The professor/doctor dude. He's laying there cut up, Banner's blood sample dripping into him, his head starts pulsing all hulky. What up with that? They don't mention it again. Cut scenes? Or, "NEXT TIME, ON THE AVENGERS!"

I'm really starting to like the development work they are laying for the eventual Avengers movie. Looking forward to seeing the two movies they have planned for next summer at this point.

Enough. Outz.