I’m out for the night:
For all you bloggers out there…do you ever find cryptic messages to people in your blog, messages you would never tell them in person in a place that they’ll probably never find? Maybe not consciously, but do you ever get the feeling that sometimes when you post, there is subtext directed at someone specific?
All of the writing here is stream of consciousness for me but sometimes I read an old post and wonder who the hell I was talking to.
And off the topic, Spencer, I owe you an email. Thanks for the response.
Today’s mood: drifting out to sea
6/29 Recap:
I had a busy, somewhat stressful day at work today. Plus, I was feeling a little bit low so I kept to myself. I stayed a little later than usual at the office IMing, then headed over to Starbuck’s to return a video next door and to see if Calvin was working. It was just the new girls tonight so I just dropped off the video and went home. I watched a new episode of Reno 911 that I was pleasantly surprised to find on my Tivo. I read in Entertainment Weekly that while the show was filming in a real police station, Thomas Lennon (Dangle, the cop in the daisy dukes) had a formal complaint filed against him by a female police officer, requesting that he not bend over so much.
Fucking. Awesome.
It was the one where they think Weigel’s boyfriend is a serial killer. I loved it when Weigal comes back into the room, pissed at them and says, “‘F’ you! ‘F’ you and…FUCK you.” She’s one of my favorite all-time television characters. I think you have to be insane to improvise a character like that.
We went to Wahoo’s for dinner and then over to Ralph’s because I was going to experiment making a key lime pie martini. I picked up vanilla stoli, malibu, pina colada mix, lime juice and pineapple juice. I didn’t want to use cream for this martini so I was hoping the pina colada mix or malibu could smooth out the kick at the end to make it taste more like pie than a citrus drink. I also figured the malibu and pina colada mix were interchangeable. I knew the malibu would work but a mixer would have been ideal to more fully tone-down the aftertaste. I tried some combinations and threw in graham crackers. The graham crackers are to simulate the taste of the crust but the milder taste of the graham crackers too greatly constrasted the sharpness of the citrus and the bitterness of the alcohol, causing the drink to taste stronger than it tasted without the graham crackers. I’m not sure if I need to make the drink sweeter or the graham cracker sweeter in order to make it taste more like pie, but next time, I’m going to experiment with Teddy Grahams and some real fruit juices.
An Open Letter to a Former Employer:
When you have a cancer working from within, it will eat away at all that is healthy until you collapse one day, finding yourself left without any legs. What has been the common denominator through all this? Why can’t you hang on to good people? Think about it. I warned you. There’s something really dysfunctional going on.