Ah, the beloved pancake circus, a place that evil people invented to make children even MORE scared of clowns than they already are. Imagine a diner filled with bad clown artifacts and terrible pancakes. It's enough to make anyone eschew carbs and stick with Atkins for the rest of your life.
But enough of Felini-esque remnants from Sacramento! Last week we went to Santa Anita, (the Turf Club, mind you, we were not with the hoi polloi, we were lunching in an area that has a dress code and a wine list along with the mediocre food) to watch the ponies run and lose some money. It's lovely there, the hills behind the race track, the gorgeous thoroughbreds, the little men in brightly colored silks, the beautiful Hollywood building. The names of the horses are pretty funny, I had to bet Mango Frappe in the fourth race, while Nasty Mood ran better. Here are some names of thoroughbreds: Hit it Skip, Wee Jinky, Where's My Halo, Swedish Radar, Run to Me, Ecstatic, Kingdom Come (Is this one of the horsemen of the apocalypse?), Guillame Tell, Speedy Cajun, Rhythm King, Noble Masterpiece, Adorable Emily, Intelligent Male, Roanwiththepunches, Buck Tuddy Buck, Fly Forrest Fly, Bye Sweetie.
Someone's been thinking overtime on these names.
And yet, they sound vaguely like the names of the people who email me about chinese herbs and viagra. For example, Altiplano V. Milksops is interested in selling me black market viagra, as is Valerius Millan, Clambered Q. Papacy, Masochism D. Squirmier, Hypercritically J. Terminal, Servicemen L. Befouls, Odessa J. Heron, Donnie Decker, Emitted F. Grunting, Citbore Terrones, Exiled S. Personalizes, Absorbency R. Enameled and Tabby jejuneness. Someone with a dirty mind and an English dictionary is coming up with these viagra spam names. I think they're pretty funny, so I've been saving my spam.
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