M.C. (as in EM-CEE) Nugget cannot decide which team is more important on Sundays… The New Orleans Saints or the New England Patriots.
I’m a Patriots fan, so I hold the deciding vote, I guess. Right?
M.C. Nugget
I do this daily
It was a usual Saturday morning by the beach…. M.C. Nugget was itching to get out of the house, prodding me to finish what I was doing so we could jump on the bikes and cruise before the dreaded tourists made our lives miserable.
I did what I always do when I am rushed. I hummed, said something nonsensical, and I think I made up new words to a familiar song. Hell, I don’t really know what I did, but it made Nuggie laugh.
“Oh my GOD! You’re going over the edge!” he laughed…”It’s over! Over the edge!”
“Honey,” I quipped, “I am ALWAYS over the edge.“
“It’s a daily thing?” he joked, “The Daily Edge?”
Of course he was making a pun, because of The Daily Mischief and The Daily Nugget verticals here on the blog.
We get it.
And this is how our day starts on a regular basis. It’s not easy being “Cheevy.” It’s all chuckles and giggles until someone loses an eye.
Honestly though, I could call my posts the daily edge… but then again, edge could be defined as mischievous. Am I right?
Why yes, Ms. Cheevious, you’re right.
Thank you.
I’ll be here daily to deliver the edge (I’ll be close to the edge too).
My work here is done.
Head toward the light
Because heaven is most certainly on the other side.
For those times when losing doesn’t suck
I’ve learned that the most brilliant ideas and life’s funniest moments happen when you least expect it.
Also, I do not need alcohol to wax brilliant… or funny.
Imagine that.
That said, it’s officially NFL Season; the time of year when M.C. Nugget pays good money to join an NFL football pool. I’m not at all against this. In fact, I’m totally FOR winning. It’s the losing part that bites.
So, when Nuggie and I went out to our neighborhood bar for some football action, we had every intention to enjoy the slaughter of the Denver Broncos by the Baltimore Ravens (the reigning Superbowl champions), even though the game was played in Denver. Our intentions were due to the fact that Nuggie did not “pick” the Broncos who were favored by seven points. It would have been OKAY if the Ravens lost… they just couldn’t allow the Broncos to win by more than seven.
BUT WAIT!
There is a point to this that has nothing to do with football. If you aren’t a football fan, it’s okay. I’ll break it down for you. The Ravens lost. Like the WORST loss any team can almost EVER, in a gajillion years, lose by. This didn’t bode well for our NFL watching experience. It certainly didn’t stroke our spiritual egos either, since we sent every kind of positive intention and telepathic mojo out to the Ravens to stop dropping the ball, to crush the Broncos who had the ball, and to actually SCORE points.
As a result Nuggie, our friend Bogey and I were given to sheer utter silliness. We joked, made faces, even reenacted the especially funny parts more than once. This aided in turning the evening into an overall pleasant experience… a miracle, people, trust me.
But then I had the brilliant idea: Remember Mystery Science Theatre 3000? We’ll do that for football and call it The REAL NFL BS. All we need is a camera crew so people can see and hear everything first hand and experience the brilliance. Funny how a camera crew always seems to be required when we’re at a bar. Huh… At least we can’t blame the alcohol this time.
But you see? Losing doesn’t always suck.
The difference between humans and chimps
When a man like M.C. Nugget gives a gal the key to his apartment (not to mention, allows her to move in a year later), it is a momentous occasion worth submission to Ripley’s Believe it or Not.
I admit (and so would he), Nuggie had never met anyone like me before. He was caught unaware… more like shocked into sharing. His little black book didn’t know what hit it.
So imagine my surprise the other day when while out for a snack he said “Wait… look at me. Smile?”
I said, “What? Do I have something green in my tooth?”
“No… (reaching over the table) a piece of pepper.”
AND THEN HE SCRAPED THE PEPPER FROM MY TOOTH.
I was a little shocked and secretly flattered, but I couldn’t resist asking with a chuckle “So, are you grooming me now? Are you gonna’ eat it too?”
“Yes,” he joked. “Me and the chimps baby! We’re not that different!
The difference is that I have dipping sauce!“
I laughed, “What do you mean? Like hot sauce?”
“Nope… Chocolate. That’s right baby. The difference between humans and chimps? DIPPING SAUCE.”
Yes, I live with this ball of non-stop humor AND I have a key. Get in line people.
Daily Nugget: Which came first, the Chicken or the Egg full of money?
I’m happy to announce the start of a daily post “Daily Nugget” that will feature a photo taken by M.C. Nugget (my beau, for you newbies). Every photo will be offered up by Nuggie, from his mind, and promises to scream everything CHICKEN, and RAPPER… like no other posts can.
I’d love to say this inaugural image is one for the Who’s Who of America book … but it’s more of a What’s What… and it begs the question: What came first, the chicken, or the egg full of money?
I dare you to answer.
