
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Thumbprint Cookies
Movie Fest
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Bubba Gump
We had a Bubba Gump moment on Wednesday as we shared 6 pounds of shrimp and crawfish. I swear, my hands still smell like shrimp. Something seems inherently wrong about ordering food by the pound and having it served in plastic bags. At least the beignets and ice cream at the end helped reduce the lingering shrimp taste in my mouth. Garlic and butter shrimp, boiled shrimp, shrimp rolls. . . .
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Witness Protection Program
I'm sad cause I can't take a decent picture of what I intended. I swear my neighbor down the street is a participant in the witness protection program. I'm scared that if I take his photo he'll have me fitted for cement shoes in the Bay. He walks his gargantuan bull mastiff in the middle of the street, or ties him up to the light pole on the corner while the owner washes his Benz in his velour track suit.
Union Square
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Volleyball Sweatshop



Somewhere in the world, there must be someone else out there at 2 in the morning drawing volleyballs. Who knows? Somewhere in Thailand, small children are using their nimble fingers making volleyballs, and here I am, in my self started sweatshop makng volleyballs. At least they're edible (I hope).Here's a brief play by play of for my mini chocolate volleyballs filled with nutella. How can that be bad?
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Shakespeare Garden

Despite working nearly every weekend for 8 years within 500 feet of Shakespeare Garden, I am guilty of never actually visiting it. I took a stroll through the park and finally stopped to check it out.
On a side note, does it mean you're fat if the only reason you'll walk anywhere is to get food? My motivation for exercising was to go to Safeway so I could get some yogurt. Of course I should have thought about the fact that I didn't drive before I bought a gazillion yogurts and had to lug that plus milk home. What else are you to do when it's buy one get 5 free?
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Rosie - La sirvienta
I interviewed a potential cleaning person on Monday and was surprised to find out she costs $200 per month just to vaccuum and mop 3 times. Now I feel like I'm going to have to resort to finding an illegal immigrant to clean or import an indentured servant so we can have clean floors. Or worse, have my mother mop the floor since she's already doing my laundry. When is technology going to catch up to the Jetsons?
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Kingfish
Sushi. . . Again. . .

That's right. Not that I'm complaining, but I've had sushi FIVE times in the last two weeks. I'm wondering if my goal is going to be to eat every single roll at Ninki that my stomach can possibly absorb. Nonetheless, it's been for a good cause and the chef has brought us something special every time.Donate Blood

Did you know that if you donate blood this month, you will be entered to win a Smart Car? Think about it. . . a car on top of the delicious cookie and juice you normally get. What could be better? Good thing there's a blood mobile that stalks my workplace- instead of an ice cream or taco truck by my work, we've got a travelling bus of blood conveniently located less than half a block away.
Lunchbox
Samurai and Sushi

I finally had a chance to catch the samurai exhibit at the Asian Art Museum before it ends this month. I learned that women were also born into samurai families and fought as well. My fave was a painting showing a woman about to slit the throat of a man whilst her arm was wrapped around his throat. Of course an educational afternoon is not complete without sushi (again), pool, and a stop at the latest FOB hangout for mango mochi.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Pooper Scooper
For a person that doesn't own a dog, I've picked up a surprising amount of dog poop. I volunteered to walk this puppy and not only did she decide to poo twice, but I only had ONE bag. Good thing she started to poo the second time while I was picking up the first poo. Unfortunately I had to stand there with her warm poo in my hand while she finished pooing the second time so I could use the sam bag. Good thing she's so freaking cute that I can forgive her.
Fairfield. . .Again

One good thing about being in Solano is that I get to swtich to my old preset radio stations from being in Davis. The bad thing is that I'm in Solano before a meeting with barely 5 minutes to eat dinner in my car in a parking lot. Here's a pic of the Solano County building and the retro mall I had dinner at. I wonder if Geri-Towne is short for geriatric.40th Anniversary
Ornithophobia
I picked this word because I couldn't find a clinical term for extreme and intense hatred of birds which is what Leslie possibly suffers from. They wake her in the dead of night when she's sleeping and has prompted her to literally drive within a 5 block range to find them, upon which I'l guessing she would like to attack them with a BB gun.
Anyhow, these 2 little birdies were outside her house and one of them kept walking towards me when beckoned. I thought it was cute and wanted to feed them. Leslie on the other hand was completely abhorred to find they had crapped in front of her house.
Un-Smart Car
California Street
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