At least I felt like sleeping like it was Saturday morning and had to convince myself that it was not.
Read Along With Me
Today’s passage from Notes To Myself.
Raping, hunting, throwing stones at wild-life, buying exotic pets, picking flowers, criticizing prominent people, may at times be an attempt to make contact with, even identify with, that which is free and beautiful and so frightfully unlike us.
To all who have helped me — Thanks.
You Know Something’s Not Right When I Pass On Free Food
One of the dilemmas I suffered last night was how not to be starving throughout Jay Maisel’s lecture. The doors for the event opened at 6:30pm, the lecture started at 7:00pm and ran until a little past 9:00pm. Since I drove to work yesterday I had the potential opportunity to stop somewhere prior to the lecture, but had convinced myself that it would be best to wait until I got back to East Atlanta (spread my cash locally and all that sort of stuff, and besides our newest establishment The Midway Pub has a couple of really pretty waitresses.) And then the people running the event brought out free food. While it was mostly standard fare, they did have a cheese tray and I have been on a cheese kick for the past two weeks. Remarkably, I didn’t eat any of the food.
My reward was a fairly tasty Mahi Mahi sandwich washed down with a Lagunitas Censored at The Midway Pub.
ITP Flickr Pic
The Atlanta Zoo has meercats…
… who are very willing to pose in amusing ways for photographers.
RealiTV Update: Top Chef
I got around to watching Wednesday’s episode last night. I am here to say that I thought the idea of working the contestants that hard was despicable. And who wants to have their wedding on Top Chef Top Chef anyway? Oh yeah, some girl from Marietta that’s who. There was something oddly familiar about that couple, perhaps it’s just that they looked like your average American couple?
I’m not the least bit sorry to see Nikki go. I didn’t care for the way that she cooked and I was truly bothered by the way she seemed to be leading the task then took a complete “I’m not leading this thing” attitude; leaders don’t do that.
I was impressed with King Richard’s move to give Stephanie the victory. I don’t know if he was being humble, she did make the wedding cake after all, or he simply wants to stop having a target on his back.
I was unimpressed by my girl Antonia’s attitude toward Andrew’s chicken idea. Even if she is 100% correct about it getting soggy in chafing dishes, and she is, she should have fought for the team victory over taking a passive-aggressive toward Andrew figuring he’d take the fall if they lost.
A Simple Request
Tonight I’ll be making a pork tenderloin; it’s possibly a test-run for next weekend’s camping trip. However, tonight I am making it for myself and can’t decided what I should pair it with. What side dish(es) would you you pair with a pork tenderloin? Would you apply a rub or cook it nekkid?
I guess vegetarians need not apply. 😛
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – okay, but wish I had taken the day off from work
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing The Kills — “U.R.A Fever” (I don’t much care for this song)
Website Of The Day – I have dug my own grave many times, mostly with relationships. However Dig Your Own Grave will have none of that pain; it’s a cool place to get Flash-based games and watch strange videos.
Exercise (b)Log – nothing
Monthly Foot Mileage – 6 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 25 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – Marta
Monthly Marta Rides – 7
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 39 (39)
1) Run no fewer than 75 miles
2) Ride no fewer than 100 road miles
3) Ride Marta no fewer than ten times (five round-trips)
4) Read at least one book
5) Make my bed every day