Disappointing Picadillo

Cooked picadillo again tonight, but it turned out kinda watery and slushy. Maybe I underbeefed (less meat than the recipe), or undercooked (medium heat) or maybe I underqualitied (lean ground beef v. fat shit.)

Tomorrow, I go to lunch with Jo Marie for sushi. She had a Down's Syndrome cousin who (with the TV in his head) would suddenly CLAP and exclaim, "BOB HOPE!" and then giggle for a few seconds.

I've been paraphrasing this quote from "There's Something About Mary" for quite a while.

My version goes:

"But I'd have to say that my real joy is working with retards. God bless 'em, I love the goofy little bastards."