Not Even I Could See This One Coming

In With The New
Well, as you can see the new refrigerator is in. What you probably can’t tell, even with my exemplary photography skills, is that one of the installers managed to break the glass in the cabinet next to the refrigerator’s place. And here I was all worried that they were going to spring a leak in my water pipes…

On Sunday morning I had cold milk, and I didn’t have to use my foot to close the refrigerator’s door. This is going to be niiice.

Not Even Motivated Enough To Be Unmotivated
On Friday night I got into a major funk, the type that doesn’t allow me to get off the couch. Strange.

Whilke sitting on the couch I thought about strolling up to the village to get some food (I wasn’t hungry) or to have a few drinks at Graveyard (to chat with the bartender, but then I remembered that they now have Jazz on Friday nights) or Gravity (but I didn’t want to sit up there alone), none of which motivated me. I thought about the hash happy hour which was at the new Midtown bar “The Spotted Dog” on North Avenue (think old firehouse across from NationsBank Bank of America building). Nothing sounded better than sitting on the couch. At somepoint I looked at the clock and it was 10:30pm, which made everything except going up to The Earl for a show moot.

Computer – Monitor = Fairly Useless
Last week I blogged about my monitor’s death. I am now struggling with the idea of buying a new monitor or relegating the machine to the roll of headless server. It is currently my “media center”, the box I use to download, rip CDs (especially since Captain Brilliant’s 192kbps project ruined my laptop’s DVD drive), and sync up my iPod. What I have noticed is that all of these tasks kinda need a monitor. For instance, I cannot delete anything from my iTunes library remotely, at least to the best of my knowledge. Therefore, until I hook this pc up to a monitor I will keep accumulating podcasts at least until I run out of disk space.

Oh the decisions I face…

Cooking Up Some Cajun
Easy’s birthday party on Saturday night was a blast. Can you say two kegs of Abita, one Purple Haze, one Turbo Dog? I knew you could.

To prepare for the festivities I went to the grocery store for something other than beer for the first time in quite a while. Since when have green bell peppers become so valuable ($2.99/lb on “sale”)?

The plan I had was two-fold. I was going to experiment with a new jambalaya recipe, one that was made in a crockpot because I couldn’t guarantee that I’d have the time to make stovetop version. In addition, if time permitted (read “four hours”) I was also going to make Emeril Lagasse’s red beans and rice recipe (which sounds vegetarian, but this is cajun cooking I’m talking about) just in case the crockpot jambalaya sucked.

I managed to find the time to make both. Both recipes were edible, but to me the red beans and rice was a far superior dish. Now if it only didn’t require so much time to cook…

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – sore
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Beulah — “Gene Autry” (Man, they sound a lot like Wilco)
Website Of The Day – I have many old books. Perhaps I should construct a bar out of my old books just like these young chaps have. Wait, this might be even better…. Check out the aptly named “Expressionless Girl” in this series of photos. I’m seeing a “Weekend at Bernadette’s” movie in her future.

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.”

Exercise (b)Log – one tough Black Sheep trail yesterday
Weekly Weigh-In – forgot, maybe this should be a Tuesday feature?

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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7 Responses to Not Even I Could See This One Coming

  1. Anonymous says:

    I guess you didn’t Slack Sheep it yesterday eh? I’m still confused about this new hash option — so many hashes, so little time. Size Doesn’t Matter

  2. Paulie says:

    Nope, I Black Sheeped, small little tunnels and all. 🙂

  3. btw, i went on a diet now too. it sucks.

  4. Paulie says:

    Yeah, my stomach growled at two different times today. This “cutting back on what I intake” thing really blows.

  5. and what kind of diet doesn’t include corned beef? feh.

  6. Paulie says:

    Speaking of which, first Sunday of Feb is Super Bowl. Do you think they’ll push Twain’s back a week next month?

  7. that would make the mnost sense. too bad i will not be able to partake in any of hte festivities. i’ll just ist in the corner iwth my celery stick and pout.

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