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musicalchaos was in town, and we did make it to the George Carlin show (my very belated birthday present, due to his cancellation of the original November show date). The show was fun, but the seating was so godawfully uncomfortable that it significantly detracted from the experience for both of us. I'm only 5'7", and I was in pain from the lack of legroom. Matt's 6' something. Also, what on earth is up with the 40-minute folksinging opening act? For Carlin? I like folk music. I can often be in the mood for it. But seriously, Carlin, wtf?
Escorting on Saturday went really well, even though I wasn't sure ahead of time whether I'd be ok enough not to end up randomly crying over Harry in front of the antis. However, the friend I carpooled with was very sweet to get me hot chocolate and a pastry, which was a lovely start to the day (Civ's mexican chocolate rocks!), and I was escorting with someone I hardly ever see, but really enjoy, so we kept up conversation for the entire morning, which meant I didn't have those blank periods to sink into Harry-sadness.
Incidentally, watermelon juice is a brilliant idea. I'm shocked it's not already hugely popular in the US. It's exactly what it sounds like -- watermelon, but drinkable (it's not strained -- the pulp is part of the goodness). Mmmm-tasty. I think we'll be experimenting with our blender this summer. I also confirmed that I'm extremely fond of horchata. This comes as a shock to absolutely noone (I love sweetened rice dishes, I love milky beverages, it's all good). And La Tortilla Feliz's cheese and basil empanadas are the perfect comfort food, in my book.
Also, we've just discovered Ninja Warrior, thanks tomusicalchaos. It's frighteningly addictive (didn't help that G4 was running a 24-hour marathon, and we have a DVR). I really dig that there's no guarantee anyone will win, and that there's almost no soap opera popularity contest aspect to it. I found myself rooting for every single contestant.
And since I'm apparently ending up back at the pets anyway, I highly recommend the two episodes of Nature that are currently running as Dogs That Changed the World -- one on dog evolution, and one on various dog breeds. The first is especially interesting, but both are worthwhile.
And I have to give honorable mention for most amusing moment of the weekend to Balder and the amazing 21-booger salute. Balder has allergies. Balder's a very, very sweet, loving snot-factory, oh yes he is. Mostly this just means we can hear where he's at in the room, but sometimes it means he rubs his snot on the person nearest to him (just not so much fun), and, apparently, occasionally he has sneezing fits. Oh. My. He cleared his sinuses out, but good while sitting on the arm of the couch the other day. Little booger-bullets thwinging in every direction -- at the dog, at the ottoman, at me -- even backwards and onto the top of his head. That was one of the less appealing clean-up jobs I've done while still laughing my ass off.
First of all,
musicalchaos was in town, and we did make it to the George Carlin show (my very belated birthday present, due to his cancellation of the original November show date). The show was fun, but the seating was so godawfully uncomfortable that it significantly detracted from the experience for both of us. I'm only 5'7", and I was in pain from the lack of legroom. Matt's 6' something. Also, what on earth is up with the 40-minute folksinging opening act? For Carlin? I like folk music. I can often be in the mood for it. But seriously, Carlin, wtf? Escorting on Saturday went really well, even though I wasn't sure ahead of time whether I'd be ok enough not to end up randomly crying over Harry in front of the antis. However, the friend I carpooled with was very sweet to get me hot chocolate and a pastry, which was a lovely start to the day (Civ's mexican chocolate rocks!), and I was escorting with someone I hardly ever see, but really enjoy, so we kept up conversation for the entire morning, which meant I didn't have those blank periods to sink into Harry-sadness.
Incidentally, watermelon juice is a brilliant idea. I'm shocked it's not already hugely popular in the US. It's exactly what it sounds like -- watermelon, but drinkable (it's not strained -- the pulp is part of the goodness). Mmmm-tasty. I think we'll be experimenting with our blender this summer. I also confirmed that I'm extremely fond of horchata. This comes as a shock to absolutely noone (I love sweetened rice dishes, I love milky beverages, it's all good). And La Tortilla Feliz's cheese and basil empanadas are the perfect comfort food, in my book.
Also, we've just discovered Ninja Warrior, thanks to
musicalchaos. It's frighteningly addictive (didn't help that G4 was running a 24-hour marathon, and we have a DVR). I really dig that there's no guarantee anyone will win, and that there's almost no soap opera popularity contest aspect to it. I found myself rooting for every single contestant.And since I'm apparently ending up back at the pets anyway, I highly recommend the two episodes of Nature that are currently running as Dogs That Changed the World -- one on dog evolution, and one on various dog breeds. The first is especially interesting, but both are worthwhile.
And I have to give honorable mention for most amusing moment of the weekend to Balder and the amazing 21-booger salute. Balder has allergies. Balder's a very, very sweet, loving snot-factory, oh yes he is. Mostly this just means we can hear where he's at in the room, but sometimes it means he rubs his snot on the person nearest to him (just not so much fun), and, apparently, occasionally he has sneezing fits. Oh. My. He cleared his sinuses out, but good while sitting on the arm of the couch the other day. Little booger-bullets thwinging in every direction -- at the dog, at the ottoman, at me -- even backwards and onto the top of his head. That was one of the less appealing clean-up jobs I've done while still laughing my ass off.
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Date: 2007-05-21 04:10 pm (UTC)btw, it occurred to me this morning that I hadn't actually ever said "it was good to see you", or even "goodbye, have a safe trip". So, I'm sorry about that. And it was really good to see you.
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