tequila, chinchilla, chinquilla, tinquilla, let's call the whole thing off

Tonight I was very hungry and was going to get some $2 tacos when I realized that I can actually afford to get some real dinner, perhaps even in a neighborhood other than East Harlem. So I thought long and hard about it, and what was I hungry for? Tacos.

I ended up with a flaming steak (covered in tequila and set afire at my table), served with rice and beans and cactus leaf. I love cactus! It's like if a pickle were mild enough that you could just eat a whole slab of it.

This was, however, in East Harlem, so the whole thing was still only $13.

I'd like to give a mad shout-out to Megan for trekking up to East Harlem to hang out, a feat which a number of male suitors have failed to accomplish, much to the detriment of their prospects.

At right is a (completely adorable) picture of Megan and her chinchilla, Monte. After I previously mentioned having met Monte and watched him eat an almond by holding it in one paw and taking bites out of it like an apple, several people told me they had no idea what a chinchilla looked like, so here we are.

I did, in fact, crash my own comedy show -- tonight was the night for Comedy Show & Tell, but since I expected to be off donating eggs, I lined up Michelle Maclay of The Social to guest host, but then I ended up back in town earlier than expected, so I just sat in the back and watched. Michelle did a lovely job. You'll be able to see me at her show, The Social, coming up in October, and you can see me run the next Comedy Show & Tell myself on October 10 -- scroll down a bit to check the schedule in the righthand sidebar of this blog.

Come see me at Pete's! I am there so often, it's like I keep office hours.