Effluvia From Salon:
Buddy Ebsen. No, really. A review of Lilly's Dimsum Then Some, a fine little restaurant. I agree with this guy, too. Bygone
Days 75 YEARS AGO Misses Betty Finley and Elizabeth Faxon have gone to Boulder, Colo., where they expect to spend this summer hot-tubbing, screwing ski instructors and getting wasted on beer. "Woohoo! Party!" said Miss Faxon. Boss Kenny ![]() "First wife, second wife - same damned thing."
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06/23/2000 Just a Bunch of Crap I don't actually have anything to say today, I just wanted to be able to link to the past two years' entries, which I did in the left-hand column. So, new host, huh? Yup! Trish wrote and said whe couldn't stand the banners anymore - apparently they set off her update alarm - so she gave me some space. I'm livin' on the kindness of strangers, here. Since I'm finally on someone else's server, and not just some corporation's, I'm thinking I'm going to crank the porn level way up and charge money for access. Sounds like a winner, right? Um...it's been hot today. Yup. Hot and humid. With a constant threat of rain. Life in the south in the summer, yes sir. I had a hot dog for lunch today. It was from one of those mall food court hot dog places where no one ever eats, but I ate there today. It had cheese, relish and mustard and it was very good. Dennis Miller on Monday Night Football? I say yes! I can hear the commentary from Denny now: "Nice touchdown there, babe. He went through the defense like Holden Caulfield though four-letter words." Caufield? Caulfield? I don't know. I purchased Catcher In The Rye several years ago, thinking it was an important book that I needed to read. I thought it was kind of stupid. Some kid talks dirty and skips school. Blah. I could write something better than that with piss in the snow. That was originally one of my ideas for this website, actually. I was going to call it something like J.D. Salinger Is My Literary Bitch and I was going to, like, challenge J.D. Salinger to a literary duel - I'd write something and he'd write something and we'd post it online and let the world judge. It was a no-lose scenario for me, because if I won I'd have beaten one of the greatest American writers ever, right? And if I lost I've lost to someone far better than me - like Mike Tyson fighting the girl in the Pepsi commercials - and I've still managed to draw Salinger out of his multi-decade sulk. 'Cause really, I think he's a fraud. A couple of books? Some short stories? That Salinger, he's all talk. Come on, ya bitch! Me and you, mano y mano! Have I talked about this before? I feel like I have. Anyway, I think it's going to be a busy weekend. James and Jen are coming over tonight to eat Mexican (that is Mexican food, and not an actual Mexican person - though I don't know, anything could happen) and watch Ghostbusters on the DVD. Shopping tomorrow and dinner out with some friends tomorrow night. We're eating at Dimsum Then Some, where Sonya and Donna and I ate last weekend. I'm excited about it - no udon noodles for me, though. Visiting with family on Sunday. I don't mind a busy weekend. The last three weekends have been busy, with high school reunions and trips to Washington and everything. This week, though, has been blessedly slow. I think every day after work I've gone straight home and hit the couch. It's been good - Recharge Week. I just heard a coworker a few cubes over say, "shit, I'll come get that motherfucker myself." She talks like that all the time. Just now she said, "excuse me, but looking at his ass makes me want to vomit. He's got the low ass." She's hilarious - she's wonderfully trashy and she prides herself on being the "Queen Bitch" (her term). Some time me and Dave (another coworker) will run a Shit Count, where we try to count the number of times she says "shit" in a day. We usually get bored around fifty, and far before noon, too. We had a staff meeting today. The big boss said there might be some work, someday. We don't believe him. The coworkers and I have worked up an equation to represent how we feel: No work by now = no work, ever. See? It's simple math. Have you seen that episode of Friends where Ross has a kundus and Kevin from Kids In The Hall accidently removes it with his watch band? Well, Sonya has a kundus. She went to the doctor to have him look at it the other day, and he told her it was harmless. So that's good news. |
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