Very few turtles were at Harrah's gangplank today. I took my camera, which has lately turned into a lame piece of shit. Although probably at least 100 pics were *taken* only about 15 are on the drive, and out of those 15 maybe one or two is worthy of salvaging. I'm pissed. I need a new camera.
Anyway, I must have gotten the Harrah visit dates mixed up. I need to get there earlier in the year in order to see the hundreds and hundreds of turtles - when its still really hot outside - like July or the first part of August. Apparently the turtles are already starting their hibernating for the year. Bah. Turtle trip = FAIL.
I did get a plate full of grilled oysters - a dozen or so from Paula Deen which were relatively yummy. I tried to contain myself with the rest of the buffet since I know it's loaded with butter and other evil things. Dammit. I actually choked down a plain boiled potato with my oysters. Yuck.
I am never again supposed to eat raw oysters due to health reasons. I am also not supposed to consume sushi, however last night I actually had an entire spicy tuna roll from Benihana with no ill effects. I did eat about a teaspoon or so of wasabi on each slice - supposedly the wasabi kills the bad stuff in the sushi. I always ask for extra wasabi. They bring me a golfball sized lump on its own little plate with my order. "Oh look, it's that wasabi woman again...I wonder what she wants this time?"
I am so looking forward to my next exotic disease/strange sushi parasite due to my hazardous lifestyle. Yes I am a sushi eater. Dammit, I can't help myself. At least spicy tuna rolls are fat free...mostly...what fat there is is in the tuna, and it's the good kind of fat.
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