Can I Interest You In A Microcosm?
Would you like to know how one becomes forty and single?

On Friday night my “original” plans to go to Alcove fell through. No worries, the new and improved Paulie plays everything by ear and I decided to go to the hash happy hour instead.

After a few hours at the hash happy hour I decided it was time to go, and that I would walk a friend to her car. Wouldn’t you know I made eye contact with an attractive girl on her way to the restroom? (It’s rare for me to look over my shoulder to get an extra look only to find the girl doing the same). What did I do? Kept on walking to my car of course. Guess who went home alone… again.

Burning Man
I am of Irish and German decent, not exactly what you’d refer to as tanning stock. So it is no mystery that when I stripped off my shirt this weekend and exposed my large white underbelly to go swimming some burning would be inevitable. I was right. Luckily I am wise enough to know when to apply sunblock or put my shirt back on, but what burning occurred is still a bit bothersome.

Food For Thought
The reason I was able to spend time swimming and burning was the gritcakes. Still uncertain of my ability to pull these off, I decided to forgo hashing and stay at the house prepping.

While I think that I over-fried them a bit (some were a little beyond Golden, Brown, and Delicious) and had a brainfart on the making of the sauce, most people seemed to find them edible. A big “Thanks” go out to my friends Betsy and Laura who provided a great deal of help with the frying process.

My Car Is Great For Driving, Not So Much For Sleeping
Since I was only spending one night up at the Lake Hartwell campout I decided not to put up a tent, and sleep in my car instead. Generally I can sleep anywhere. While I did sleep, it may have been the worst night of sleep that I have had in a long time. Note to self: don’t do that again!

W00T X 2
It’s a great football weekend for me when my beloved Florida Gators and NY Jets both win. It’s even more enjoyable when they beat the Tennessee Volunteers and Miami Dolphins. What makes beer taste better? The addition on victory.

Nano Nano
There has been a lot of hype the last few weeks over Apple‘s announcement of the Nano. Sure it is small and sexy, but 4GB? I can easily fill up 4GB in a the blink of an eye. I think I’d rather sink $250 into a Playstation Portable first.

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – burnt and guilty for not mowing my lawn yesterday
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing The Giraffes — “Man U.”
Website Of The Day – Here is an interesting photography site, the photos by Charles W Cushman.

btw- if you ever want a quick glance of the sites I’ve picked for my Websites Of The Day, you can check them out on, my user name is InsideThePerimeter (go figure), and they are all tagged as “blogged.”

Yesterday’s Exercise (b)Log – nothing, too lazy this weekend

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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4 Responses to ITP, OTP, ITP

  1. Anonymous says:

    What happened to you on Sunday?

    I’ll take responsibility for any overdone grit cakes. Though I don’t know WHO thought it was a good idea to put me in front of a pan of hot oil in that condition.

    While still not a fan of crawfish sause your grit cakes were yummy. I might just have to try that some time.

    Thanks again for helping to feed us this weekend.

  2. Paulie says:

    I don’t think the crawfish (+shrimp) sauce had enough time to reduce to a creamier consistency. Once the meats were cooked it was out the door to a ravenous crowd.

    My cranky pants were put on Saturday night when I realized
    a) I had been skinny dipping (never a good idea for me)
    b) the beer had run out

    I went back to my car to sleep (I guess around 10pm) and when I awoke after such an awful night of sleeping I decided to jump in the driver’s seat and take off.

    I felt *much* better after the nap I took when I got back home.

  3. nobody told me there was gonna be skinny dippy.

  4. Paulie says:

    and for yours truly there really shouldn’t have been.

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