A couple month's ago at Dyanna's mom's birthday, we watched Beauty Shop. While not a great movie, it was funny enough. So much that I rented it for Julie and Jason to watch. Okay, I wanted to watch it a few more times too.

Some of my favorite parts are with Alfre Woodard who plays the Afro-centric , civil rights sage, Ms. Josephine. In the movie, Ms. Josephine spontaneously bursts into wide-eyed recitations of Maya Angelou poetry. Since then, I've known to spout off Maya Angelou poetry in instant messages to Adam...you know...just for kicks. He probably just closes the chat window and tries to put it out of his mind.

This afternoon, I was tell Adam how phenomenal my tuna salad sandwich was. It may seem a tad exaggerating to describe a tuna salad sandwich as phenomenal but let me tell you...this tuna salad sandwich was The Shit®.

It turns out the secret in the Crunchy Tuna Salad is green apple.

That's just crazy - huh? But sooooo delicious.

So it called for a Maya Angelou-esque poem.

does my tuna salad offend you?
with its crunchy apple surprise?
it makes me dance in the garden
holding a watermelon between my thighs

I think Adam laughed so hard, he may have peed a little.