Monica is…being punished for eating Farmer Boys.

March 11, 2009March 11, 2009Leave a comment

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When you’ve been eating like a peasant for weeks on a limited budget, you start eating mounds of fast food because sometimes its cheaper than grocery shopping. My best chum & boyfriend, decided to have a quick bite at Farmer Boys, a 24 hour fast-food place off the 10 freeway. It’s awkwardly settled between all of these factories & truck stops in downtown LA. You have to hope your car is in pretty good shape because chances are you will lose an axle driving through the pothole-ridden street. Rough, but if your looking for cheap, semi-decent burgers & chili fries not bad if you don’t mind some company when your eating near a window. There’s always a new hobo-y friend, staring right at you as you take a bite of your juicy burger. It just gives me warm fuzzy feelings that you will almost always pay for later. Anyways, here’s their newest ad…geez quite the feast. All fried, all bad. Farm fresh?

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Monica is…hanging out with the oldies.

March 9, 20092 Comments

bunny-007

By no means is this place the premier place for fine dining, but Coco’s is rather delicious for a few dollars & a couple of laughs. It the Ivy of geriatrics. I truly think its the place, where if your old (other than your local mall at wee morning hours) it’s the place to be seen. At peek hours, you can catch the oldies being wheeled in by the local retirement homes. The decor is Florida-retirement circa 1979, & the service is really fucking awful, but its a place where you can get a pancake filled with bacon-bits inside or see an old person eating with a breathing tank. Coco’s keeps it real. Its a parallel universe if your young. My best chum & I, love to go there because that’s where we see our lives flash before eyes over a plate of cream of broccoli soup. Need a moment of clarity & a slice of cream pie, that’s your place.

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Monica is…sick of these flyers on my car!

March 8, 20091 Comment

bunny-006

If you live in the ghetto, advertising is done in the way of these damn little pieces of paper! Ahhh! Almost everday I will come out of my apartment & find one of these little prizes wedged into my door. Insurance, rug cleaning, ehh I don’t even know anymore. It’s hard to keep track. I could probably start collecting these like trading cards. I wish I could catch these guys & scream off the top of my lungs “No Mas cards!” Perhaps I will counteract this by putting my own flyer saying this. Arrrg!

Monica is…amazed Barnum cookies still exist.

March 7, 20093 Comments

animal-crackers

I had this as a quick snack earlier & was deliciously satisfied. I saw these at the market the other day & forgot about them since grade school. They still come in a nifty box with rope so that you may look completly riduculous carrying them around other grownups at your local Starbucks. I admit I was a little embarrassed at first to unleash the box, but felt better after receiving 5 or 6 comments about how much they forgot about them too & wanted to buy some. Rite-aid next door may have sold out that day.