It’s bloody cold outside! Why did I leave Florida? Oh yeah, old people.
Thankfully I remembered to stop by the hardware store on my way home yesterday and pick up some insulating covers for my outdoor spigots. Hopefully that will keep me from adding another task to my “Paulie Do” list for the house.
So Jonathan Was The Only Married One?
On last night’s heart-tugging episode of Survivor we found out that Parvati can’t swing a machete, works well on a bucket brigade, and doesn’t get ousted as I predicted (fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck!)
Hey CBS there was a good reason I didn’t go to Medical School, I don’t want to see all of the injuries in depth. Me no likey the blood and stuff, hell I didn’t even like it when they were describing it on the show.
Jonathan was the only married one? Was CBS trying to stack the deck for hooking up? I so wish CandyAss was still in the game and that CBS had Billy come out and greet her as her loved one. That would have been fantastic!
I wish the Rules of Survivor would be altered so that food couldn’t be brought back from the Reward Challenge to share with the others — this is supposed to be competition, not Band Camp.
Since Parvati didn’t get the boot I will be forced to purchase another tune from iTunes this weekend. The Decider this week is Phil, who although he picked third (out of three), correctly chose
Alan Alda Jonathan. I hope cameras are rolling back at the sequestered location so we can see what happens when Jonathan joins Nate and CandyAss.
Whose Cuisine Reigned Supreme?
Because there was no new episode of The Office (boooo! hissss!) I caught up on a couple of shows that were parked on my DVR. One of those I watched was one of my favorites, Iron Chef America.
Little did I know that the episode of Iron Chef America I watched last night would contain many Atlanta ties. In addition to the show’s normal host, Marietta’s Alton Brown, one of the judges was Maureen Petrosky, one-time employee of Brown for his Food Network show Good Eats (I met Petrosky once at Gravity Pub when my old friend Sother was Brown’s executive chef for the show), and the challenging chef was Richard Blais from One Midtown Kitchen.
On the show Blais is a Mad Scientist (Randy, see if you can find this episode – I think you’d enjoy it). Watching him cook was like watching an hour-long science exhibition. However, in the end Blais winds up losing to Mario Batali. Let us all remember that cooking is an art, baking is a science…
ITP Flickr Pic
This is a self-portrait capturing my activities during the past week
Like Rodney Dangerfield I Am Going Back To School
It’s not a big announcement, but I did sign up for a Composition class at Showcase this morning. I decided that my photography skills aren’t improving the way I’d like them to and it’s time for me to return to the classroom.
Next up, finding similar classes for programming. I really want to get my programming skills back. I so miss it….
Happy Birthday, Decemberist
While she’s not a member of The Decemberists, she does have a birthday in this month (tomorrow to be exact).
“She” would be my friend Stacey, wife of my friend Andy whose birthday we celebrated a few weeks ago, and one of the six Stac(e)ys I currently know. Unlike her Old Man, she is nowhere near forty and if she didn’t tip her hand about her knowledge of old school indie/rap music you’d be hard-pressed to guess that she was a day older than twenty-five (which would make Andy a Dirty Old Man, bless his heart).
Happy Birthday Youngin’!
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – just going through the motions
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing My Morning Jacket — “Off The Record”
Website Of The Day – Wordie‘s tagline is “Like Flickr, but without the photos.” Wouldn’t that be a blank page? Eh, it’s too late in the week for me to solve another mystery.
Training Target – don’t know
Exercise (b)Log – too cold to care