Last joke

To be funny you have to always put yourself out there and try to laugh.  And sometimes things aren’t funny or you aren’t funny or both.

What if when you die and Saint Peter asks your occupation and you tell him you’re a comedian, he sends you down the hall to the patron saint of comedians to review your final joke to see if it’s funny?  And if it’s not funny you go to hell.  And if it’s funny you get to live again and go back to earth to smoke crack with the other comics.

And if it’s not funny, imagine that.  For trying to bring light to darkness.  I tell the absolute worst jokes to the nurse at the doctor’s office  just trying to get a laugh before they knock me out and cut me up.  So they’ll think, he’s funny, let him live.  I’ll say to the nurse have you heard of the man who asked the doctor why am I sick and the doctor said because you deserve it you’re sick, you’re a sick person, your mind is sick and now your body is sick.  God help me, if I die right now I’ll go to hell for this crappy joke.  

YOLO

Why is YOLO associated with crazy stuff like: “drove all night YOLO,” or “bungee jumped from a bridge YOLO”?  Why not, “I got married and had a family because YOLO.”  I made up this joke, YOLO.

Happy and you know it Freestyle

If you’re happy and you know it,
Clap your hands,
God knows why.

If you’re happy and you know it,
Clap your hands,
Not anyone knows why.

If you’re happy and you know it,
Then your face will surely show it,
Because your face is a mirror to what’s inside.

Bridge Over San Antonio Street, Part Two

lanes

Over the weekend they added bike lanes to the bridge over San Antonio Street.  Two weeks ago I encountered a road crew and blogged about it here.

As I approached the bridge two young guys were riding across with cargo bikes.  It was forecast to be 100 degrees out and these guys wore dark jeans, t-shirts, and baseball hats.  They carried no cargo, but the bikes were heavy.  They had a hard time getting up the hill.  One of the guys dismounted partway up, and walked his bike to the top of the hill, in the bike lane.  I rode past them.

Salmon heads

Salmon heads

Wild salmon heads.  The guy at the James Lick farmer’s market told me, “Now you are Filipino!”  I was flattered.  $2.99 a pound, it weighed almost four pounds and he gave it over for ten bucks.  Marinated with sesame, mirin, soy, and some maple syrup, to be grilled later.

Falafel’s Drive-In

Falafel's Drive-In

Falafel’s Drive-In is the best falafel I have ever had.  It’s on Stevens Creek Boulevard in San Jose.  The sign makes it out like the place is run by a person named Falafel.  Signage errors are usually a plus for a lunch spot.  The falafel balls are green inside because they use a lot of parsley in the mix.  It’s owned by a Palestinian family.  The hot sauce is famous, it’s not very hot, it’s based on harissa, but sweeter.  It is good.

Falafel's Drive-In Menu

This is the menu.  It’s been mostly the same.  I always get the large falafel and banana shake., with extra hot sauce.

Falafel and Banana Shake

You get a number and take a seat, and it comes quick, they call your number on the microphone.

Falafel's Drive-In Seating

The seating area has a big mural and a bunch of pigeons live there.