I very much want this strike at Northwest Airlines to be resolved soon. I have tickets to fly to Austin TX next month and I am not keen about the idea of crossing a picket line so to speak. I want this resolved so I can fly without guilt because I don’t think other airlines are going to honor my tickets. I know, most people don’t support unions anymore, and that’s fine, there are probably a number of reasons why that seems like a good idea. I’ll never argue about it. I support them, I have my reasons.
and to shift gears completely…
An insalata caprese should NEVER be dressed with balsamic vinegar. Ever. If you see one with balsamic vinegar you can be sure that they are doing that to hide the lifeless quality of cheap ingredients. Also, if you go buy balsamic vinegar and it’s a lot like, say…vinegar, and it was cheap, then it was not balsamic vinegar it was just regular stuff with caramel color added. Real stuff is slightly sweet, syrupy and nothing at all like the $3 bottle you picked up under the flickering fluorescent lights of your local Food Barn.
My god, what’s up with me? I am really in a mood today.
Okay, I saw a recipe for an insalata caprese and it pissed me off. The point of the salad is to showcase the amazing flavors of very fresh tomatos, basil and mozzarella. In years past I have gone to the store and purchased the mozzarella (the real stuff, not the blocks) and then as i was coming in from the car I would pick my tomatos and basil from the garden. I’d assemble the salad and eat it and the tomatoes would still be warm from the sun. It was heavenly. You put vinegar on that and you lose the subtle flavors and the distinctiveness of each ingredient. Sigh.
short, pointless post today. I need to finish this up and get to shampooing my carpets for the party! go me!
Monthly Archives: August 2005
Snail’s pace
Got one thing done! Went to IKEA! Jetsy (betsy and jessi) went with and were phenomenal at their duties keeping in line. Picture frames, a few geegaws, some wooden coat hangers, napkins!
NAPKINS! I have this thing about IKEA napkins. When I go I HAVE to buy a pack of each color or design I run across and if you’ve been to IKEA you know that they have about 2 metric buttloads of napkin designs that change out regularly. I’m sick for the napkins, I love them, I coordinate them to the food I am serving. I bought napkins, but Jetsy made sure I only bought napkins for the party. And that’s it. 3 packs of cocktail napkins and no more.
I bought many picture frames. Joy. Now I can print up fun pictures of the boy and the dogs and my travels. Jetsy tried to encourage me to be creative by buying the plain wooden frames and painting them, but I’m not creative and I know when I attempt stuff like that it looks…wrong.
My morning was very very bad. Not bad in a depressing way, but bad in a kafka-esque workplace kind of way. Absurdly bad.
I went to Cupcake for lunch today and that made it a million times better! Brought home many many cupcakes today. Cupcake makes a bad morning better.
The bad morning was so bad and I was so bored* that i was forced to…SHOP! Okay, I bought 2 things I (sort of) needed. I needed to upgrade to OSX Tiger (grrrrrrowl) and the IT guy reminded me that I get the school discount through Apple. DUH! I completely forgot about that! So I got Tiger for cheap. Then I needed memory and while I do get a discount from Apple for that, their idea of a discount is to use lube before grinding in. I did not purchase my memory from Apple.
These things should be arriving soon and my computer will become space age.
Go me.
Okay, bubbo out, I’m off to bed early.
* Technically, I’m not allowed to say I was bored because admitting I was bored would make the security guards look bad and certainly we wouldn’t want to make them look bad. Honestly, though, I’m not sure that anything I said could make them look any worse than they are managing to do by haranguing the IT guys to install chat programs on their computers so they can chat with their ‘girlfriends’ while they are at work. I thought I had little to do at my job, but my god, it’s not like I have time to chat! Oh yeah, they’re fucking powerhouses of hard work up there writing their novella length love letters, talking on the phone, cooking food on a fucking george foreman grill and now CHATTING.
Mok Choy
Here’s some advice from me to you, it’s asdvice that should seem obvious, but I’m retarded and I have to believe that statistically speaking there are other retards out there that need this advice. Anyway…If you find a stray xanax in your purse, a xanax that was not prescribed to you, don’t think “man, my anxiety has been rather high lately, I will take this pill!”. It will make you hyper and also kill your sex drive. Like kill it dead for something like 3 days.
Pretty hard to kill my sex drive, the little pink pill succeeded.
I’m sure everyone in a 3 mile radius is pretty pleased at this development and is sleeping more comfortably.
yeah? well screw you, pink pill wore off!
And now the time has come for the lists. Every time I have something big coming up I have to make lists and of course I must post the lists on here so that you, my faithful reader (all 18 of you) can see how mundane my life is…
* move fish tank to basement. There’s just no way I can get it set up in time and the thing with a 55 gallon aquarium is that you can’t just put water in there and then dump some fish in. You have to put in the water, treat it, get it to temperature, buy 2 fish, let them live and eat and poop in there for a few days, buy 3 more fish, let them live and eat and poop for a few days. Soon, enough poop builds up to feed the bacteria that eats the poop and ammonia and whatnot and keeps the tank happy. If I were to set up now, I’d probably have like 4 fish in there by the time of the party. So, the tank goes in the basement for now and that clears up space for standing.
* move the tv out of the living room. We can do this closer to the day of the party, but it takes up room that could be used for standing or sitting or eating.
* grocery shop. I need to find a way to bribe/coordinate with my sister so that I might go to Costco with her and use her membership. My sister’s birthday is coming up, please wish her a happy birthday and all that. April, I love you and you are pretty and I love that you got a hedgehog!
* IKEA shop, I know I said I shouldn’t go to IKEA because I will buy party geegaws, but you know what? I want party geegaws. I like them, I want them, it’s my party and I’ll geegaw all I want. I’ll go with a couple coworkers who have promised to keep me on track with the frames and geegaw hunting.
* Get hair cut, bleached and dyed. Next wednesday. It’s cutting it close, but that’s where it’s at. Still trying to pick a color.
* Clean carpets. That’s saturday. Carpets must be cleaned before guests arrive.
* Quite often I start a post and then go somewhere and then come back. We just took the dogs for a walk. Did you miss me?
* Pick out serving dishes. People think I’m a freak for this, but I pick out my serving dishes in advance, i write the names of the items I am serving on to little post it notes and stick the notes to the dishes. This way I know things are going to be laid out well and I’m not trying to stick half a salmon in a souffle dish because everything else is being used!
* Talk to neighbor about losgistics. I don;t want her to be angry with me for us being too loud or something, so we’ll figure out how to have the best laid out party ever. Smokers to the front of the house and all quiet at the back. That should work well.
* Make a liquor store list. My well stocked liquor cabinet has been dwindling for a while now and my last party (a year ago) wiped out a lot fo reserves. Mostly I’ll have wine and beer and soda, but i figure a few people might want a scotch and soda or screwdriver or something. I aim to please!
* Make sure david knows I appreciate him! He’s been super mr helpful and I really appreciate his help with this and a bunch of other stuff.
* get a bow tie for Ghengis. he’s totally handsome, he’d look great in a bow tie.
I am pretty sure this is going to win for most boring post ever.
Oh! Congratulations to Yakuza Mary on the adoption of her lovely new dog, Fletch! Good for you, Mary and Chris, now we can go to the dog park together.
Song-o-rama is tonight. If you’re in town come see David perform. Tell him to sing the damned lobster song!!!
beebo-lo-reebo!
What I did on my summer vacation
A pictorial by heather
Look at me, I’m actually posting pictures of something! You can thank Flickr! I’ve been futzing on Flickr for a bit and came to the conclusion that either I’m really missing something or it’s not offering me anything easier than the set up I’ve got here. So, I had these photos in a folder waiting for some sort of Flickr magic and I just couldn’t find it (this doesn’t mean it’s not there, just that i am a-tarded). So I figured I had them there, may as well edit them and write something snarky.
look where I went! I went to the BWCA! and I lived to tell the tale.
David executing his mad paddling skills. I also have the mad paddling skills, but there is no flattering photographic evidence of such.
This is David’s dad, Don. He has mad kayaking skills and mad dinner making skills.
This is David’s lovely sister, Mary Alice, she has the indespensible mad doctor skills and can keep us from dying.
And this is me. I have mad sausage grilling skills!
Blueberries! Wild blueberries and they’re everywhere. This is a quart and we picked this in no time. Next time we go camping I’m bringing pancake mix.
He’s kind of cute, don’t you think?
These are my feet in a canoe. Why? Why not! My feet are cute.
My feet are cute even in giant clunky hiking boots standing by bear turd.
This is the spider that lived on the toilet that I had to use. I should have put something there for scale like a VW Bug or a dimetrodon. Seriously, that spider was HUGE and stubborn.
Oh shit! The ferns ate him!!!
This is me on a beaver dam. That’s right, i’m just walking on a beaver dam. What are they going to do about it? Nothing! You know why? Because beavers are major pussies. or something like that.
Hot cocoa with toasted marshmallow. Anything better? Probably not.
I totally miss it and I want to go back.
Edit…
David: Where’s the picture of you with your hat on sideways?
Me: not in here.
D: Why not?
M: I look retarded
D: Who are you trying to impress? These people know you got problems!
eat and eat and eat
Listen, you just HAVE to come to the party, I’m making too much food for you to not be there. Dolmades, stuffed croissants, crostini, veggie sushi…good lord, how will I cook this all?
And how will I fit it all in here?
Today I spent a good half hour talking to an animal behaviorist about Maddie. Got some very good advice. With that advice I spent 45 minutes walking in and out of my house pretending to leave. Except the problem is that the dogs kind of knew I wasn’t really leaving and just hiding at the side of the house listening for barking. I got an anti-bark monitor. The pheromone is helping her with the chewing, whining, pooping and peeing, but it does not help with the barking. We’ll get there, it’s going to take a lot of work, but we’ll get there.
She’s worth it, and besides, at this point I can not think of anything crueler or more horrible than making her start over again.
Besides, I don’t think there is anyone in the world who would treat her like the princess that she is.
Thank you for your emails…yes…photos soon.