| As of today, The Green Goddess officially has its liquor license! Swing by 307 Exchange Alley and have a Green Fuse, a Sultan's Dream, or one of their many other delicious specialty cocktails to celebrate. If you do not imbibe of the grain and the grape, they have lots of virgin cocktails too.
Me, I'm off to eat "transparency of raspberry and yogurt" and "black truffle explosion," along with twenty-one other tiny fabulous things. | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment   |
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Dr. Rodney McKay and Dr. Jennifer Keller, from Stargate Atlantis (though this may be because we just finished Season 5). Second: Jack and Ianto, from Torchwood. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| Almost forgot in my post-CP excitement:
I HAVE A MONARCH CATERPILLAR ON MY MILKWEED!!!
He's tiny-tiny, less than a quarter-inch long, but you can see his little black, orange, and white bands as clear as anything. | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| Blue Lagoon, a great little film, but I couldn't stop thinking about Top Secret while I watched it.about 12 hours ago from web
You Only Live Twice, why has nobody just tried shooting Bond in the head? I bet it would work.about 10 hours ago from web
Dr Alien, cheesy, but still cute and enjoyable. With just enough writing skill to pull off the insane idea behind it in the first place.about 6 hours ago from web
Beverly Hills Cop, Eddie Murphy what happened? You used to be able to make films like this and now everything you touch is made of suck WHY?about 3 hours ago from web | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Because I know I haven't been posting many photos lately (I'm still futzing around with new computer software/old camera software), here is a slightly blurry camera phone picture of me, Chris, Russell, and our dear, notorious friend Dale, a.k.a. Dr. Death, the mortician who helped me with so much hands-on research back in the day (Russell was Dale's date, and I'm very sorry I cannot remember his last name) at Commander's Palace last night. There was no special occasion, but as Dale says, it's always a special occasion when we get together, and he wanted to take us during his brief visit from his still-rebuilding home of Galveston, where he has been working constantly from the first wave of drowning victims to the recent surge of suicides similar to our post-federal-levee-failure one. Things got very gay indeed, but if Chris says a combination of champagne, other substances, and Dale's encouragement caused me to write any bad words such as, say, BUNGHOLE on him in permanent ink while he was passed out in his easy chair from his two cocktails after we got home, he is, of course, lying.
Please note that I am wearing my cocksucker suit, although you can't see it very well.
I'm sorry I am too lazy to write up the dinner, but it was exquisite. Chef Tory McPhail just gets better and better. ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) theferrett, the Foie Gras du Monde with the coffee and beignets is more delectable than ever, if you can believe that.
Still no word on why Facebook disabled my account, and at this point I'm pretty much thinking fuck 'em. I enjoyed getting back in touch with a bunch of people there and meeting a bunch of new ones, but if they don't want me and my 2000 friends, I'll just become a Twit when I get back from Chicago. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| Yesterday, I turned 25. And it was also our 5-month anniversary (which I just realized today). After work yesterday, I went to Anthropologie, hoping beyond all hopes that they might have some shoes on sale. Lacey emphasized to me that they do NOT have shoes, and if they did, they would NOT be on sale. But I did see shoes there once, and they were on sale. There weren't many, but they did have them. This time, though, they didn't. They had lots of pretty shirts and skirts on sale, and a nightgown that I wanted a while ago but that now only had sizes that weren't my own. I kind of got the idea that I wasn't going to find anything in that magical store (it's sooo magical. I love it!) when I got a phone call from Mom saying that she and Lacey were going to drive my present down and hang out for the evening.
I was excited because Jonny and I could have had a nice evening together, but having guests is always super fun too.
When I got home I cleaned the cat box and pig pen, swept the floors, cleaned up Kelly's water puke (gah), made some baked chicken and stove-top chicken (turned out really dry which was a little sad) and just then everyone arrived: husband, sister, and mother. We just had an evening hanging out talking about redwood trees, drinking coffee, and looking at circa 1970 crochet patterns. Mom and Dad got me a bag of my favorite coffee from Sparky and Clark's and a really nice card. And Lacey got me a card and said my present was coming in the mail. I was really hoping for it today, but it wasn't here. I did get a card from Amy though, which made me smile, and now all the cards are on the fridge, colorful and happy.
Today was work and teaching and rush hour traffic on the way home as usual. And it was going to be a pretty relaxing evening, and has been, except Jonny and I went on an adventure to ... a DIY car wash, which is a total novelty around here. It was a little bit of a rip off ... you had to buy tokens to feed the vacuums and hoses and it was more expensive ... but it was still cheaper than paying $15 for a touchless car wash. I looked around our house when I thought the Russians weren't looking to see if we had any spouts, but I didn't see any. There has to be one somewhere, though. Not that it matters since we don't have a hose. Sigh. But anyway, my car is cleaner than it has been in months, and I feel like I've done a good thing. I even vacuumed it out for 3.5 minutes, which cost a dollar, but it got the worst of the dirt out.
I need a new front bumper. Not only is mine cracked from my awful Baltimore accident, but now the paint is peeling too. Dad said the accident probably cracked the paint. And it's only going to get worse. Jonny has been doing mad crazy research to fix my air comditioning. I have faith in him, and I'm really looking forward to having AC when I'm stuck in traffic.
I only have one more panel to make on my sweater! And then the collar and cuffs.
This weekend, we are going to escape to West Virginia to a B&B in a small town somewhere. And we'll go hiking and it's going to be super fun and awesome, and this place is really affordable too.
I don't know why I always feel the need to escape, because it's not like things have ever been really terrible. But it's so fun for some reason. And at any rate, I love love love seeing new places. :) | | comments: Leave a comment |
| One of the many jobs my cats have is the important job of protecting their humans from the depredations of the malevolent entities known as "paper towels." When I got up this morning, I discovered that sometime during the night, a roll of EVIL paper towels somehow managed to sneak in to my apartment through the balcony door.
Fortunately for me and my boyfriend, though, Chaya was ever-alert, and she soon routed the horrible bleached-paper being that was making its way toward the bedroom, where we were sleeping unaware of the threat that lurked just a short distance away. She proudly showed me the paper-towel carcass when I got up to let her out on the balcony for her morning breath of fresh air.
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| Happy birthday Daniel, shame you aren't here to enjoy it.about 11 hours ago from web
Russ just gave me a PSP, and some games. I thought that was nice of him. He also came to say goodbye to Poco.about 2 hours ago from web
Stripes, a true classic. I love younger Bill Murray, when he still put a lot of energy into his performances.half a minute ago from web | | comments: Leave a comment |
| So I had to stop taking the Vilify Abilify because it was screwing with my ability to read, or, more specifically, with my concentration on and enjoyment of reading. It would take me half an hour to get past the front page of the newspaper. I was skipping around between books, reading three or four at once, which I almost never do and don't like. I've been worried about this apparently atypical side effect since I first noticed it on June 25, but it came to a head on Sunday when I tested myself by thinking about the new Stephen King book and felt about as much excitement as if I were thinking about a block of wood. Clearly this was not acceptable. I quit taking it the next day. According to my doctor, the drug's half-life means it should clear my system in about a month. I can't wait, because I hate this.
Other than that, I'd say it only worked OK. I think it made me a little speedy. It improved my mood, but conversely, it also gave me a craving for -pams. I don't know how that worked. I don't mean to sound like a Special Flower, but my reactions to medication are not always typical; I was apparently one of three people in the world who didn't experience those very unpleasant-sounding "brain zaps" when I went off Cymbalta for five weeks. Perhaps it confirms the prevailing theory that your correspondent does not, in fact, have a brain. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| Drove past a hitchhiker, didn't stop to pick him up. I know there are tons of safety reasons not to do that, especially for a woman alone in a car who's physically incapable of defending herself, but what it boils down to is that I didn't help someone who needed help. I drove right by.
There was another time I failed to help someone that has really haunted me. Rob and I had just finished eating at a restaurant and had a take-home bag in the car. There was someone begging for change at the intersection. The light changed from red to green, we drove a quarter of a mile or so... and I realized we could have given the man the take-home bag of food. The food I hadn't enjoyed much, but didn't want to go to waste. We drove home.
I don't really want a discussion about what I should have done in either situation or whether it's right for me to regret these choices. What I'd like is to hear about times when you could have helped someone and chose not to; the times that have stayed with you through rationalizations and reasoning. | | comments: 7 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Just to clarify: It's not the flying I'm scared of. Commercial flying is an intensely unpleasant experience because the airlines and TSA make it so, but I don't find it scary. It's the idea of being away from New Orleans in a place where I can't hop in my car and drive back in a couple of hours. It's the memories of the big electronic signs on the I-10 that read NEW ORLEANS: CITY CLOSED. It's the fact that outside the city limits, the true heart of darkness begins. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| How does Mary Louise Parker become more and more attractive as she gets older, and why can't all women? I love watching Weeds.about 3 hours ago from web
Poco has kidney failure, we're putting him down this week.less than a minute ago from web
No jobs today, this is looking like it's going to take some time, which kinda makes me happy, more time for other pursuits.less than 10 seconds ago from web | | comments: Leave a comment |
| A few years ago now, I made a bet with Neil that I could build him a helicopter that wouldn't crash. I lost. Thankfully, Neil survived the disaster, and ever since then I have owed him dinner at Alinea. It turns out that he will be at some big book thing (American Library Association? I think that might be it) in Chicago this weekend, and I'm not busy, so I am flying to Chicago to pay off my bet. I'm greatly looking forward to seeing Neil and eating at Alinea again, but aside from that other little trip to Chicago when we were still in post-K exile, just to see civilization again, this will be my first trip outside Louisiana/Mississippi since 2005. I'm certain I'll have a good time once I get there, but I'm also certain that the only thing that will compel me to get on that plane will be the thought of my dear friend's disappointment if I don't show up. Scared. I'm really doing it and I am flat-out dead-eye Jesus-praying scared, even though I'm only staying overnight. Oh well, it will be good practice for the Amsterdam trip in November ...
(By the way, anyone who wants to see an actual display of courage, as opposed to my whining about a four-hour jaunt, should go to Alinea's press page and read the second story from the top, "Burned" from Chicago Magazine. It's a grueling and fascinating account of 33-year-old Chef Grant Achatz's battle with stage 4 cancer of the tongue, of all things, his insistence on individualized treatment, how the experience has changed his already complex food theories, and his journey back to taste, which is still in progress. May God and all the saints bless him.) | | comments: 9 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Just found out I can survive the next 5 months financially without a job, but my savings would be gone, which is not cool. Still, feels good | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| Loudtwitter went down, I didn't realize it. So here's the updates for the past several days. Oldest first.
Malicious, ok we get the formula, cheat on your girlfriend and the girl you cheat with will be a psycho and stalk you and ruin your life.1:24 PM Jun 29th from web
Great line, "now let's play a game, we'll make a list of all the nice stuff you have that I don't, and then we'll remove them surgically"1:58 PM Jun 29th from web
followed by "first of all, Doug said you had a kind heart"1:58 PM Jun 29th from web
I would like to point out how much I absolutely LOVE the opening song and visuals of True Blood.2:07 PM Jun 29th from web
"God hates fangs" indeed.2:10 PM Jun 29th from web
My sister just walked in and asked "if I buy steaks, will you cook them?" My answer? "F@#K Yeah!"7:13 PM Jun 29th from web
Just beat Overlord II, damn that was fun. I'm ready for a third one now...RIGHT NOW!11:10 PM Jun 29th from web
Goldfinger, Classic Bond, Oddjob, Pussy Galore, a chick painted gold, a laser death trap, and James saves the day with his penis.1:25 PM Jun 30th from web
Ghostbusters the video game, It's just like watching a new Ghostbusters movie, the writing is hilarious, Bill doesn't seem pleased though.3:42 PM Jun 30th from web
Survival Island, a pleasant slow little movie that teaches us one thing...men are idiots who will kill each other over a pretty woman.1:36 PM Jul 1st from web
Catch-22, I love the subtle humour of this movie, It is deliciously dark. Shame MASH so overshadowed this film. There's room for both films.3:53 PM Jul 1st from web
The Deep, great wet t-shirt at the start of the film...everything after that is significantly less interesting.6:12 PM Jul 1st from web
Slaughterhouse 5, as disjointed as a movie can possibly be and still make sense. It's a mindbender, and I completely enjoyed it.9:25 PM Jul 1st from web
No movies today, my Netflix backlog ran dry. Should have a couple tomorrow though. I apologize for the inconvenience.12:43 AM Jul 3rd from web
Just One Of The Guys, classic high school movie. Played on cable endlessly, and for just cause. This is a cute little movie.2:08 AM Jul 3rd from web
Thunderball, this is the Bond film that Austin Powers most heavily parodies. I'm also starting to worry that Bond is a rapist.2:54 PM Jul 3rd from web
Just switched to Netflix 5 at a time plan to try and cut back on the no movie downtimes. I had to drop bluray to afford it though.4:09 PM Jul 3rd from web
When Will I Be Loved, The dialogue in this film deserves to be in a much better movie.5:01 PM Jul 3rd from web
The Big Sleep, before we had Bond, there was Humphrey Bogart. I almost prefer him actually, his dialogue is oodles better.3:08 PM Jul 4th from web
Melinda and Melinda, one woman's life told as a comedy and then as a tragedy, written by Woody Allen. An interesting film worth a look.6:05 PM Jul 4th from web
Dark Passage, Humphrey Bogart as a murderer? It makes for an interesting change of pace, and half the movie is from 1st Person POV. Nice.8:50 PM Jul 4th from web
I'm out of movies...probably until Tuesday. This makes me very sad. I might try and figure something out, but expect less reviews.8:50 PM Jul 4th from web
Almost my entire day was spent sleeping very poorly or cleaning the house. I have to find a job next week just so I can feel productive.about 18 hours ago from web
I just want to spend all day listening to Russ Martin...tomorrow I'll find a job.about 7 hours ago from web
Ok, I'll read some Robin Hobb too, but that's it. Robin Hobb and Russ Martin. That actually sounds like a great day.about 6 hours ago from web
There Will Be Brawl, amazingly well done small production. Tons of subtle references, a dark edge, I wish I'd thought of it first. Find it.42 minutes ago from web
Poco, my sister's dog, either has diabetes or cancer, we won't know until tomorrow. Cancer means we put him down.27 minutes ago from web
Anyway, I guess I'll try and keep my lj updated with my twitter until loudtwitter comes back. Because I'm sure you guys care OH so much. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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