Met Alan and his new girl at Hell’s Kitchen for breakfast this morning. I got a glimpse into why people accept the shitty generica of the suburbs, it took me 30 minutes to find a damned parking spot and it wasn’t exactly close by. Luckily there wasa long wait and Alan got there early enough to put his name in but notso early that he lost the table because we didn’t get there in time.
Sure, the food in the suburbs is shitty and generic but at least you havelarge, easy to maneuver parking lots to negotiate. I don’t know, the whole neo-pseudo-fusion cuisine trend isn’t really sweetening the downtown deal for me.
The food was marginally good but somewhat gimmicky and overpriced. The waitress was a peach, though, and she had the best eye shadow. When I asked about it she told me it was PowerPuff Girls body glitter! I’m on it! I have almost $300 worth of MAC makeup sitting in my bathroom but I’m totally gonna go buy $2 kiddie make upto complement it! Go me.
Alan’s new girl is totally sweet and a lot of fun! Just a doll. Good for Alan I say!
Fringe Festival is goingon right now. Saw the Scrimshaw Show the other night, I’d give it a 75% funny, but also sort of predictable and a little flat in places. The interpretive to that fucked up Toby Keith song about Uncle Sam and his boot up someone’s ass was fucking hysterical. I’d never heard that song before and the only thing I can say about it is that I am shocked and surprised that it can be sung without the slightest bit of irony. It’s fucking beautiful satire without even intending it. And they say satire is dead in America. PSHAW!
At Balls last night they had Fringe previews for some of the out of town acts. If you’re in town you must go see Never Surrender!! They rocked harder than you can imagine. One of the funniest things I’d seen in a long time. The most talented preview, though, was Mythed. Funny, witty, smart as hell and super talented, very entertaining stuff and I hopeto see them.
This guy, not so interesting. I don’t know, he just sort of rambled on and on. It was totally that gen X/gen Y navel gazingwe’ve gotten so used to. He kept telling us he was in the top ten of the Toronto Fringe Festival and I figured that either said a lot about the quality of the Toronto Fringe or he was leaving out an important element such as ‘Top 10 Boring’ or ‘Top 10 Shows to see out of pity’. Perhaps I didn’t get to see enough in the 5-7 minute vignette and maybe I just saw the worst of it and the rest was a million times better.
Now we have to decide what else to see. Betsy’s brother is in a show, and I want to see that. David knows a few people either in shows or who have written them and I’d like to see those too.
Ah well, the day’s getting away from me and the dogs need to run and play at the dog park.
Today I look like a mongoloid Jeffy. I need a haircut!

Like communion, every night he hands me a vitamin and the water and I take my vitamin and he makes me drink more water.
My space bar is still fucked. I need some compressed air or something.
Went to CompUsa and insisted that they give me my 16mb card for my new camera then I bought a 128mb card. I won’t actually use the 16 ever, but it was the principal. The kid PROMISED that the card was in there, even after I threatened to call him out to Thunderdome he assured me it was there. He was wrong. I had to drive all the way back there in the traffic and the heat and with all the same old music in my car. Also, everyone there was dumb. Really dumb. It was annoying.I was going to buy memory for my computer as well, but 1) he insisted that all mac laptop memory was exactly the same and 2) it was twice as expensive as anywhere else.
I love my bathtub. Ghengis is chewing on some sort of Nylabone fist of power.
Yesterday, one of my coworkers asked me if I was vegetarian since I was talking about tofu. I told him I was not, but didn’t eat a lot of meat at home. He said, “oh…i was gonna tease you with my steak…ha ha ha”. First of, I eat meat and that leftover, overcooked, cheap-ass thing you call a steak would tempt no one and secondly, what a fucking foul thing to do. What, you think you;re the big man because you can tease a vegetarian with meat? Someone who chooses to not eat meat is not going to feel bad that they can’t eat your microwaved nastiness.
grrr. He’s also one of the guys that can’t figure out that the bright red flashing symbol on the copier might actually be directing him to action and not just warning him to take cover. Also, he spent 20 minutes trying to fax his resume yesterday and it would not work. He blamed me, said I broke the fax. I faxed immediately before him and then immediately after him. I had no problems. He insists that everyone be aware of his masters degree in english education. That’s all well and good, mr 3rd rate security guard at a 2nd rate midwestern college, I’m glad you’re doing something with that. I dropped out of college and still I can fax, photocopy and I make more money than you.
You shot for the moon and landed on someone else’s roof.
Why am I ranting about this guy? Who knows.
oooh! myth busted! My coworker went to buy a car the other day. Brand new expensive mobile. He makes good money, has excellent credit, middle aged white guy. A loan officer’s wet dream. He got financed through the same credit union I did. My interest rate offers were 4.99% on a 5 year and 4.75% on a 4 year. He was offered 6.25% and 5.75% respectively. What the fuck? I’d say it was the cleavage, but the loan chick couldn’t see me through the phone.
Tonight was one of those nights I wish I had musical talent. Also, the french toast with fresh cranberries at the Hard Times Cafe is really really good.
Tomorrow is the ice cream social! I hope we find it!