09/15/2010 - burning hot chilis
I tried one today from Kung Pao chicken, just to see how hot I could stand it. Turns out, not very hot. That thing reamed out my skull like an acid wash, made all my facial bones and aponeuroses seem thin and stretched. I love the drunken walk into the land of the strange that we have to do to accommodate so much heat: shake the head, flail the hands a little, look for a liquid or a carb to douse the flame. The thin feeling inside the head, like the weaker gravity of a smaller planet, Pluto say, or Mercury. Wow! It's great to be alive!!!