Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad
The weekend almost went as planned. On Friday evening I made it to Smith’s Olde Bar for the Trampled By Turtles show, but I arrived a little before the doors opened and in the time sitting there waiting for them to open I got depressed and decided to head home. I’m sure that they put on a great show, but because of my mindset I doubt that I would have gotten my money’s worth.
I’m A Cynic, I’m A Convert
When Six Feet Under moved to its new location I was very skeptical of Tin Lizzy Cantina, the Mexican restaurant which took its place. East Atlanta has three Mexican restaurants, so why should I drive to Cabbagetown to get Mexican, and if I’m going to drive there, why not eat at Mi Barrio?
I now have reasons. I met up with my friends David and Victor at Tin Lizzy for drinks and dinner prior to heading to Smith’s as mentioned above. The food and drink were delicious; along with a mass of chips and different dips I ate two tacos — a greek, and a southwestern chicken.
While I didn’t need another Mexican option I’m glad I have one.
Autos, And Ivy, And Snakes, Oh My!
Two out of three ain’t bad in this instance as well. A handful of us met up and drove to Old Car City in White, GA for a morning of shooting old cars. We were warned of snakes in the grass but thankfully none were seen. We identified plenty of poison ivy and thankfully none appears to have gotten to me yet.
ITP Flickr Pic
Strolling around the Old Car City was a great lesson in American Industrial Design from the past seventy years.
This is a hood ornament from a Cadillac which sat in the yard. I’m sure these ornate hood ornaments killed gas mileage, but damn they are cool.
Well, That’s One Way To Lose Weight
I purchased a small bottle of milk this morning. I really should learn to look at expiration date before opening it and taking a swig. YUCK! It turns out that the bottle I selected had a expiration date of June 13th!!!! It should go without saying that I didn’t consume any more, thus saving me about 250 Calories.
Stats & Goals
Daily
Current Mood – tired and trying to get my head around all that I have to do this week
Current Music – listening to the “Sound Of Young America” podcast
Website Of The Day – I’m not a girl, but I’m usually hungry so I can still recommend Hungry Girl. One out of two ain’t bad.
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Exercise (b)Log – hashing yesterday
Monday Morning Weigh-In – 202 pounds (not good, not good at all)
Monthly
Foot Mileage – 4 miles, Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 22 (22)
Vegetarian Days – 0, Carnivorous Days – 22 (bacon eaten this morning)
Marta Rides – 0
June Goals
- lose four pounds… plain and simple (not going to happen)
2009 Goals
- Reduce my weight to 190 pounds (today’s weight was 199.5 pounds)
- Completely read the book 1001 Paintings You Must See Before You Die
- Earn at least $150 through photography sales in order to cover the cost for the renewal of the Jalapeño Beach SmugMug account I opened the other day.
- Save $500 for the sole purpose of donating to charitable organizations of my choice
- Attend at least one professional photography workshop
The Unmeasurable
- Continue backing up all data, including the off-site storage
- Become a proficient programmer in Objective-C (iPhone development) and Ruby on Rails (Black Sheep web page concept)
- Do not create a solution for something which is not a problem
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Dude, if you want to lose four pounds just stand outside from about 2 – 4 pm today, shouldn’t be a problem.
Update on Veni Vidi Vici:
14th street is FUBAR, parking was not easy. We did make our reservation, I don’t think it would have been much of a problem if we were late, the place was less than half full.
The food was pretty good, yes a little pricier than beer and wings but a nice change of pace. We got out of there for around $100…
We started with a plate of prosciutto and cantaloupe and a glass of prosecco, Jerry had pasta with duck and mushroom ragu (pretty good), I got the spinach and ricotta gnocchi. I’m a big fan of the idea of gnocchi but usually disappointed in the execution. There were perfect, very light, fluffy, pillow of potato goodness with tons of flavor…a bit rich, I was only able to eat about half of what they gave me. We washed it all down with a bottega vinaia pinot noir.
I’m glad I had a nice dinner on Friday because I spent the rest of the weekend, sick from running in the heat.
I just reread today’s blog. Is it as clear to anyone else that I am half-asleep and really not with it today?
It’s Monday, I bet everyone is still half-asleep and really not with it today.
Less than $100? Is that with tip? The Martha I used to know used to rack that up in drinks alone! (I keeed! I keeed!) It sounds like it was a nice dinner.
The heat was brutal yesterday. I’m thankful for the invention of the Camelbak (or at least whatever brand I own).
[workus interruptus]
btw – Did you all hear about the “Elderly” (as described by Channel 11) man who fell approximately twenty feet off an embankment in Roswell and had to be rescued on Saturday? Did you all know that man was Dribbles who fell during the Atlanta Hash? Read the YapYap Room for more details.
I was wondering why there was no Blacksheep update, or a mention of Dribbles accident. Now I know, you are half asleep.
Wheelhopper was brutal too – Yoron & Weenie had an okay plan for the hash, but the execution was terrible. We started out with a long, dark tunnel – good place for a chicken/eagle split???? It was hell with bikes, not much too much taller than the bikes. After getting thru that, the marks were sporadic at best, so lots of circling around. Then I somehow missed the second creek, another good sport for a chicken/eagle split? (from what I’ve been told, a very excellent thing to miss). I just hate doing a bike hash that would be so much easier without the bike. The only good thing about the hash was the ending – there was a pool.
All I can say guys is that you don’t want to get hurt in Roswell. Initial EMT response was good, but the rescue crew couldn’t find their ass with two hands once they started to try and get him out. It took at least 1 hour 42 minutes to get him to the top of the cliff… and this is with lacerations, head trauma, and incoherent. He was knocked out at least 5 minutes at the beginning and just moaning in pain the rest of the time… it was very, very bad.
Well you know those Asians, can’t hold their booze (his response to that is to tell me to try to get a tan). Never fear, I had a beer before we left and two more at McCray’s on the way home.
We did have a $30 coupon, so $130, still not bad. Next month we get to try out Bluepointe.
I got a call from Frank (AKA Who Flung Doo), I guess he is the one that found Dribbles, he was pretty shaken up by the whole thing.
I think it was Crack Pusher that said it best, that “elderly” man is in better shape than most of the guys trying to rescue him. I don’t want to be that reporter once Eddie is back on his feet.
I hear ya Gentri, what a horrible turn of events. Paramedics arrived within 5 minutes, there is NO excuse to take an hour and a half to extract a victim. What a joke.
Anyone else’s office hot today? I guess our building mgmt decided to be brilliant & cut the AC off for the weekend – it will not cool off. Sucks – because I like not freezing to death most days, but this is ridiculous.
I’m glad that Dribbles will recover. It’s too bad that the EMTs had such difficulty, but since I wasn’t there (now glad because this would have overshadowed the fact that it would be my 100th Atlanta Hash) I shall not comment.
Oddly, the temperature in my office is nice, almost chilly. Now if I were at home that would be a completely different story. I’ve come to the conclusion that I installed an a/c unit which cannot defeat these temperatures for my house size. Bummer as I am not about to pay to get another.
seriously, blow off mi barrio for a GREEK taco?
and dammit, if you’re going to drive across town to see a show, next time stop and consider the silliness of leaving. The minute they started playing I doubt you’d have wanted to leave.
Actually I think every time I think of eating at Mi Barrio they are closed. Same thing happens when I think of eating at Nick’s. Chalk it up to bad luck/timing.
I was in the mood to go to the show, but as I sat in Smith’s sweating I started to reconsider my decision to stay. If Tramples By Turtles were the only band on the bill it would have been easy to tough it out, but there were three bands listed on the bill and I didn’t have the gumption to wait around for the probable ninety minutes until they took the stage.