Jules: Warning: get your pacific salmon now. Global warming is disrupting the salmon cycles in Alaska and that is resulting in parasites in the Yukon River.
Me: So what your saying is: stock pile while you can! Horde horde horde. Do not share with those less fortunate to catch their own salmon, they will perish - leaving you with yet more fish!
Jules: Well Woody took elementary hunting skills in school, and since he's (presumably) from Alaska, I shouldn't have any supply issues. Besides I work at Wegmans. You on the other hand are subject to the laws of survival of the fittest.
Me: Hmm. Sounds like I need the help of Dog Translucent.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Random Shite #3
What's up with last night's episode of Lost? Is it me or did it get us nowhere in the plot? It basically ended in the same exact spot as it did the previous week. I'm going to have to stop watching this show. File this one under the same category as Law & Order. I just can't watch without getting aggravated.
Why do I get stuck with the morons? I'm trying to train someone how to use excel and it took 3 hours (yes, 3 hours!!) to accomplish what could be done in 20 minutes. UGH!!
Did anyone read the news article about how the Danish government compensated Santa for accidentally flying a jet over his farm and killing Rudolph? Yeah...um...was that for real?
I'm adding 4 more links to my blog. The Meaning of Tingo and The Language Guy - I found these blogs to be really interesting, I hope you do too. Paperplates Estate and Chuck Taylors in Gotham - these are personal blogs that are pretty entertaining, at least for me they are.
If you get a chance, go to Google. Type in the word "failure". Then click I'm Feeling Lucky. Some White House intern is having too much fun...
Why do I get stuck with the morons? I'm trying to train someone how to use excel and it took 3 hours (yes, 3 hours!!) to accomplish what could be done in 20 minutes. UGH!!
Did anyone read the news article about how the Danish government compensated Santa for accidentally flying a jet over his farm and killing Rudolph? Yeah...um...was that for real?
I'm adding 4 more links to my blog. The Meaning of Tingo and The Language Guy - I found these blogs to be really interesting, I hope you do too. Paperplates Estate and Chuck Taylors in Gotham - these are personal blogs that are pretty entertaining, at least for me they are.
If you get a chance, go to Google. Type in the word "failure". Then click I'm Feeling Lucky. Some White House intern is having too much fun...
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Chop Chop Master Onion
I was watching G4TV last night when they showed the new controller for the Nintendo. Like what?! How are you suppose to use that?? It's basically a remote control that you hold in one hand. So....how does this things work again? And why can't you use both hands? What was wrong with a controller that you use both hands for? I don't get it.
Anyway, my confusion somehow lead me to the game Parappa the Rapper. If you remember this raise your hand. It was an insanely addictive game where you have to keep up with the rapper and press the buttons as you were prompted. Sort of a Dance Dance Revolution for your hands.
Anyway, the addictive part were the characters and the raps that you were supposedly learning. For instance, level 1 you're learning from an onion-headed karate master how to chop, kick, punch, etc. I realized then that it was Shaggy's voice that was Master Onion. And somehow, it made it more catchy.
What was the point of the whole thing anyhow? I actually had to look this one up. You are Parappa and you are pining for a character Sunny. In order to win her affections, you have to learn how to rap (I know, when would this ever happen in real life?). So you have to pass all the levels and learn the different styles of rap in each level before you can impress Sunny.
Ahh, if only things were that easy...
Anyway, my confusion somehow lead me to the game Parappa the Rapper. If you remember this raise your hand. It was an insanely addictive game where you have to keep up with the rapper and press the buttons as you were prompted. Sort of a Dance Dance Revolution for your hands.
Anyway, the addictive part were the characters and the raps that you were supposedly learning. For instance, level 1 you're learning from an onion-headed karate master how to chop, kick, punch, etc. I realized then that it was Shaggy's voice that was Master Onion. And somehow, it made it more catchy.
What was the point of the whole thing anyhow? I actually had to look this one up. You are Parappa and you are pining for a character Sunny. In order to win her affections, you have to learn how to rap (I know, when would this ever happen in real life?). So you have to pass all the levels and learn the different styles of rap in each level before you can impress Sunny.
Ahh, if only things were that easy...
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
I'll Get You My Pretty!!
Joe and I have agreed. We are doing Wizard of Oz this year for Halloween. I told him I wanted to do something scary for this year, so I will be the Wicked Witch of the West and he will be the flying monkey.
We've already run into costume problems. On Sunday, we went to Jo-Ann Fabrics to find a pattern and pick out fabric. We found a pattern that was "close enough" but we are having trouble with the fabric. We found what we wanted, but wouldn't it be typical that there wasn't enough of it to complete the costume. There aren't many fabric stores in the area, in fact that is the only widely known fabric store around. So we are a little worried that this won't work out.
I remember from my childhood a giant warehouse fabric store that my mom used to go to for remnants. She'd make blankets out of the remnants for the beds when we lived in the city. And then I remember my dad went there for vinyl to re-upholster the car interior. I'm hoping I can find the place and I'm hoping that it's still open, because that might be our last resource for the materials we need to make a flying monkey.
Time is running short, we'll have to devote lots of man hours to pull this off by the time Halloween comes around. And we don't want to disappoint everyone, I think people are starting to expect good costumes from us. In past years, we've done some very convincing and award winning costumes - both scary and funny, and couples costumes and separate. Here is the rundown of costumes we've had the past years. You'll see how each year seems to get more and more tricky. I sometimes wish we could go back to the simple costumes.
2004: Edward Scissorhands and Catwoman
2003: Willy Wonka and Oompa Loompa (the Gene Wilder version)
2002: Thug and Dead Bride
2001: Big Joe and Mardi Gras reveller
We've already run into costume problems. On Sunday, we went to Jo-Ann Fabrics to find a pattern and pick out fabric. We found a pattern that was "close enough" but we are having trouble with the fabric. We found what we wanted, but wouldn't it be typical that there wasn't enough of it to complete the costume. There aren't many fabric stores in the area, in fact that is the only widely known fabric store around. So we are a little worried that this won't work out.
I remember from my childhood a giant warehouse fabric store that my mom used to go to for remnants. She'd make blankets out of the remnants for the beds when we lived in the city. And then I remember my dad went there for vinyl to re-upholster the car interior. I'm hoping I can find the place and I'm hoping that it's still open, because that might be our last resource for the materials we need to make a flying monkey.
Time is running short, we'll have to devote lots of man hours to pull this off by the time Halloween comes around. And we don't want to disappoint everyone, I think people are starting to expect good costumes from us. In past years, we've done some very convincing and award winning costumes - both scary and funny, and couples costumes and separate. Here is the rundown of costumes we've had the past years. You'll see how each year seems to get more and more tricky. I sometimes wish we could go back to the simple costumes.
2004: Edward Scissorhands and Catwoman
2003: Willy Wonka and Oompa Loompa (the Gene Wilder version)
2002: Thug and Dead Bride
2001: Big Joe and Mardi Gras reveller
Monday, September 26, 2005
A Friend In Need is a Friend Indeed
What do you say to someone who suddenly lost a loved one? This is what I said to myself last night after I picked up the Sunday paper. The headline read that a man was accidentally shot in the head while out hunting. The name of the man caught my eye. I instantly scanned the article to make sure my eyes were not tricking me, yes, it was the man I thought it was.
I didn't want to call Dana immediately. I thought "what if she doesn't know yet? I don't want to be the one to tell her". I figured it would be best to wait. Partly because I didn't want to be the bearer of bad news and partly because I didn't know what to say anyway.
I talked to her this morning, and she's broken. I couldn't help myself from crying, I'm just a cryer no matter what the situation is. But I heard heart break in her voice and I lost it. The wounds were still fresh from when they broke up but they had just cleared the air the previous night and made amends with each other. It wasn't a mistake that they had that chance, he was gone the next morning. I'm sure that is at least a bright light in her eyes.
She'll be grieving for a while. And that's ok. There will be a day sometime in the not so distant future when she won't be sad anymore and she can look back on the days she had with him and smile. I never did figure out anything good to say when I talked to her. But I don't think that was the point. You can never say anything good or clever when there is a death. Except that you're there if they need you. And that's probably the best thing to fall on her ears for now.
I didn't want to call Dana immediately. I thought "what if she doesn't know yet? I don't want to be the one to tell her". I figured it would be best to wait. Partly because I didn't want to be the bearer of bad news and partly because I didn't know what to say anyway.
I talked to her this morning, and she's broken. I couldn't help myself from crying, I'm just a cryer no matter what the situation is. But I heard heart break in her voice and I lost it. The wounds were still fresh from when they broke up but they had just cleared the air the previous night and made amends with each other. It wasn't a mistake that they had that chance, he was gone the next morning. I'm sure that is at least a bright light in her eyes.
She'll be grieving for a while. And that's ok. There will be a day sometime in the not so distant future when she won't be sad anymore and she can look back on the days she had with him and smile. I never did figure out anything good to say when I talked to her. But I don't think that was the point. You can never say anything good or clever when there is a death. Except that you're there if they need you. And that's probably the best thing to fall on her ears for now.
Friday, September 23, 2005
I Am the Walrus
I'm leaving a little early today to go to West Chester to meet Jules. We're going to see Paul McCartney at the Wachovia Center tonight. That'll be fun, at least see one of the still-living Beatles before he dies.
I remember a few years ago, after George had just died:
Me: Man, remember when they were all still alive? Now only half of them are left.
Jules: No, I was born in '82, remember?
Oh snap! I can't believe that the youth generation are now the generation not to have been alive when all of the Beatles were alive. My, how times are a-changin'.
I have complete respect for the Beatles and what they've done. And sometimes I feel like I could wring someone's neck when some kid stands on their soapbox, claims they are a music guru, and yet doesn't know squat about the Beatles. How do you know music if you don't know the Beatles???
Because everyone knows that, no matter what you are listening to today, it was already done...by the Beatles. They were the architects, shall we say, of the entire music landscape we know today. So show your respect, you dumbass kids!!!
I remember a few years ago, after George had just died:
Me: Man, remember when they were all still alive? Now only half of them are left.
Jules: No, I was born in '82, remember?
Oh snap! I can't believe that the youth generation are now the generation not to have been alive when all of the Beatles were alive. My, how times are a-changin'.
I have complete respect for the Beatles and what they've done. And sometimes I feel like I could wring someone's neck when some kid stands on their soapbox, claims they are a music guru, and yet doesn't know squat about the Beatles. How do you know music if you don't know the Beatles???
Because everyone knows that, no matter what you are listening to today, it was already done...by the Beatles. They were the architects, shall we say, of the entire music landscape we know today. So show your respect, you dumbass kids!!!
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Diet Dr. Pepper Really Does Taste Like Regular Dr. Pepper
I don't know about you, but I can't get used to the taste of diet food. There is a distinct flavor of chemicals in that food that I find it surprising that normal people with good judgment actually say they can't detect. I can tell diet food from a mile away, by taste alone. And I'm no expert. So I find it unusual that people can't taste the chemicals.
That stuff is not good for you, mark my words. If you read the ingredients and you can't pronounce them, why the hell should you eat it? And don't be fooled by the fancy scientific names. Science is not English (if you watch Alton Brown, you know what I mean) and therefore you should not consume food made by science. If it grows from the ground, comes from the ocean, or walks on land, then I think it's suitable for consumption.
Case in point: synthetic fats. Remember those WOW chips? I guess they made that stuff so that you won't actually get fat (which to me is the exact opposite of eating chips in the first place). But who wants to have the runs after you've eaten a couple of chips? That doesn't sound natural!
And the new nutrition facts item of the year: trans fats. Listen, this isn't a new thing they've come up with. Trans fats are the same as laboratory engineered fats and they've been using it since the days when they stopped frying stuff in lard. Trans fats aren't naturally processed by the human body, so don't be surprised if you have Olestra flashbacks.
Substitute sugar is also on my hit list. In my opinion, this is the main culprit of that suspicious "chemical taste". In most professional's opinion, sugar is actually better for you than those substitutes. I swear the fine print on the "pink packet" said that they found that the stuff caused tumors in lab rats. You can give me any taste test and I will still know diet soda from regular soda. I almost got fooled today when I opened a bottle of Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper. That stuff actually tasted alright. But I discovered that cold soda can do that to you. Just let it warm up so that it's not ice-cold and you'll tell that there's something weird about the taste. It's the substitute sugar.
Oh and by the way, Splenda isn't sugar. Don't believe them!
Next on my hit list: margarine. One of my friends insists she read somewhere that margarine is one molecule away from being plastic. While I can't vouch for this, I can say that it tastes like it's one molecule away from being plastic. In fact, I think margarine tastes too buttery that it doesn't taste like real butter any longer. They went through all lengths to come up with a healthier version of butter that they ended up making something worse.
And trust me, real butter tastes better. Real food tastes better. If you live an area where they still do things the old fashioned way, I recommend that you get out and taste what real food is. Hey, if it's not real...it's crap!!!
Otherwise, fly to France.
BTW, I'm no dietician. In fact I've gained a little weight in the last several year. But I also don't have serious problems with my internal organs.
That stuff is not good for you, mark my words. If you read the ingredients and you can't pronounce them, why the hell should you eat it? And don't be fooled by the fancy scientific names. Science is not English (if you watch Alton Brown, you know what I mean) and therefore you should not consume food made by science. If it grows from the ground, comes from the ocean, or walks on land, then I think it's suitable for consumption.
Case in point: synthetic fats. Remember those WOW chips? I guess they made that stuff so that you won't actually get fat (which to me is the exact opposite of eating chips in the first place). But who wants to have the runs after you've eaten a couple of chips? That doesn't sound natural!
And the new nutrition facts item of the year: trans fats. Listen, this isn't a new thing they've come up with. Trans fats are the same as laboratory engineered fats and they've been using it since the days when they stopped frying stuff in lard. Trans fats aren't naturally processed by the human body, so don't be surprised if you have Olestra flashbacks.
Substitute sugar is also on my hit list. In my opinion, this is the main culprit of that suspicious "chemical taste". In most professional's opinion, sugar is actually better for you than those substitutes. I swear the fine print on the "pink packet" said that they found that the stuff caused tumors in lab rats. You can give me any taste test and I will still know diet soda from regular soda. I almost got fooled today when I opened a bottle of Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper. That stuff actually tasted alright. But I discovered that cold soda can do that to you. Just let it warm up so that it's not ice-cold and you'll tell that there's something weird about the taste. It's the substitute sugar.
Oh and by the way, Splenda isn't sugar. Don't believe them!
Next on my hit list: margarine. One of my friends insists she read somewhere that margarine is one molecule away from being plastic. While I can't vouch for this, I can say that it tastes like it's one molecule away from being plastic. In fact, I think margarine tastes too buttery that it doesn't taste like real butter any longer. They went through all lengths to come up with a healthier version of butter that they ended up making something worse.
And trust me, real butter tastes better. Real food tastes better. If you live an area where they still do things the old fashioned way, I recommend that you get out and taste what real food is. Hey, if it's not real...it's crap!!!
Otherwise, fly to France.
BTW, I'm no dietician. In fact I've gained a little weight in the last several year. But I also don't have serious problems with my internal organs.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Top 5 Desert Island CDs
So the new season of Lost starts tonight. I've unfortunately been sucked into it. I tried to avoid it as much as possible, but you know how summer television can be a joke, I ended up watching reruns of Lost and now I'm hooked!!!
If I were a castaway, like the ones on lost, I would list these as my top 5 desert island CD's:
1. Definitely Maybe, Oasis
2. Weezer (blue), Weezer
3. Parklife, Blur
4. 1977, Ash
5. I Should Coco, Supergrass
What would yours be?
If I were a castaway, like the ones on lost, I would list these as my top 5 desert island CD's:
1. Definitely Maybe, Oasis
2. Weezer (blue), Weezer
3. Parklife, Blur
4. 1977, Ash
5. I Should Coco, Supergrass
What would yours be?
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Top 5 Tragedies In Music Today
1. Ashlee Simpson has a second album. Say what? She should've been drawn and quartered after the first one.
2. The Click Five. Ugh, more like The Click OFF.
3. Britney Spears bears child. Oh no, take cover! The devil has begat a son!
4. Old rockers looking for young blood, it's just totally gross. I have 2 examples: Tommy Lee and Billy Idol.
5.Michael Jackson recording charity song. Only because he doesn't have his own money to donate and that's a real tragedy.
Think you can add to this list? Go ahead and give it a shot, you can post through comments or use the tag board.
2. The Click Five. Ugh, more like The Click OFF.
3. Britney Spears bears child. Oh no, take cover! The devil has begat a son!
4. Old rockers looking for young blood, it's just totally gross. I have 2 examples: Tommy Lee and Billy Idol.
5.Michael Jackson recording charity song. Only because he doesn't have his own money to donate and that's a real tragedy.
Think you can add to this list? Go ahead and give it a shot, you can post through comments or use the tag board.
Monday, September 19, 2005
Wedding Du Jour, Part Deux
On Saturday morning, Joe and I woke up early to go over to his parents' house. We packed and fed the cats and then told them we'd be back tomorrow morning. Whatever, they don't care. As long as they got fed.
We picked up Joe's mom and then took a two and a half hour drive to Bethlehem to meet up with the grandparents. The drive wasn't too bad, I finally got my Martha Stewart magazine on Friday, so I read it on the ride up. That Martha, I tell you. She's so clever with the Halloween decorating ideas. Did you know you can cover your cheese ball with black sesame seeds to make it look more devilish? No? Well thank Martha! There are also good articles on growing your own garlic, the essentials of a tool box, and a family pumpkin farm. This is a must read, October is usually the best issue of the year.
But I digress. Anyhoo, the church part wasn't torture like I thought it was. The bride, Joe's cousin Erin, looked beautiful. All the groomsmen, the father of the bride, and the groom himself (Jimmy) wore brand new matching skate shoes. Except Jimmy's pair were gray, the others were black. It definitely set the tone that things weren't going to be stuffy and formal. And I like that.
A few relatives thought it wasn't appropriate to give gifts, since this was Erin's second wedding. "She already has tea towels, and such", they said. But the fact is, it was Jimmy's first. And I don't think it's fair to Jimmy to have that sort of mentality. They ended up getting a million cards anyway. Joe and I looked up their registry at Target and got them a 3-tier pillar holder and matching pillar candles.
The reception was your typical reception held at a hotel. A buffet dinner with a little of everything - roast beef, rosemary chicken, pasta with red sauce, roasted potatoes, green bean almondine, salad and hard rolls. I must say that it tasted like typical hotel food. The beef was good, the chicken was dry, the beans were good but overcooked for my taste. Although the dinner overall was good, I said to Joe that I liked my cooking better. But at the hotel's defense, it's very difficult to cook for a crowd.
Hors d'oeuvres before the dinner were very good. A very nice cheese plate, with Swedish meatballs (I love meatballs!) and fried dumplings. The cake was simple and I thought it tasted good. The topper showed the bride dragging the groom behind her, I thought that was cute. Open bar, hey I can't complain, I had peachtree and cranberry juice all night.
One guy was a little ticked off that we switched him to a different table before he even got there. Well, we have Aunt Karen to thank for that, I guess. It was her idea to move everyone around even when she was tables away herself. We convinced Aunt Jane to do the electric slide. And the dancing all night was crazy. Young and old were cutting a rug to the Black Eyed Peas.
Overall, the night went without a glitch. A very simple and relatively inexpensive wedding. And what really counts is that everyone had a good time, which it looked like everyone did.
So next week is a week off, I'll be going to a Paul McCartney concert on Friday with Jules. But the following week is back on, another wedding for another of Joe's cousins. So look for part 3 of my wedding du jour series. Later!
We picked up Joe's mom and then took a two and a half hour drive to Bethlehem to meet up with the grandparents. The drive wasn't too bad, I finally got my Martha Stewart magazine on Friday, so I read it on the ride up. That Martha, I tell you. She's so clever with the Halloween decorating ideas. Did you know you can cover your cheese ball with black sesame seeds to make it look more devilish? No? Well thank Martha! There are also good articles on growing your own garlic, the essentials of a tool box, and a family pumpkin farm. This is a must read, October is usually the best issue of the year.
But I digress. Anyhoo, the church part wasn't torture like I thought it was. The bride, Joe's cousin Erin, looked beautiful. All the groomsmen, the father of the bride, and the groom himself (Jimmy) wore brand new matching skate shoes. Except Jimmy's pair were gray, the others were black. It definitely set the tone that things weren't going to be stuffy and formal. And I like that.
A few relatives thought it wasn't appropriate to give gifts, since this was Erin's second wedding. "She already has tea towels, and such", they said. But the fact is, it was Jimmy's first. And I don't think it's fair to Jimmy to have that sort of mentality. They ended up getting a million cards anyway. Joe and I looked up their registry at Target and got them a 3-tier pillar holder and matching pillar candles.
The reception was your typical reception held at a hotel. A buffet dinner with a little of everything - roast beef, rosemary chicken, pasta with red sauce, roasted potatoes, green bean almondine, salad and hard rolls. I must say that it tasted like typical hotel food. The beef was good, the chicken was dry, the beans were good but overcooked for my taste. Although the dinner overall was good, I said to Joe that I liked my cooking better. But at the hotel's defense, it's very difficult to cook for a crowd.
Hors d'oeuvres before the dinner were very good. A very nice cheese plate, with Swedish meatballs (I love meatballs!) and fried dumplings. The cake was simple and I thought it tasted good. The topper showed the bride dragging the groom behind her, I thought that was cute. Open bar, hey I can't complain, I had peachtree and cranberry juice all night.
One guy was a little ticked off that we switched him to a different table before he even got there. Well, we have Aunt Karen to thank for that, I guess. It was her idea to move everyone around even when she was tables away herself. We convinced Aunt Jane to do the electric slide. And the dancing all night was crazy. Young and old were cutting a rug to the Black Eyed Peas.
Overall, the night went without a glitch. A very simple and relatively inexpensive wedding. And what really counts is that everyone had a good time, which it looked like everyone did.
So next week is a week off, I'll be going to a Paul McCartney concert on Friday with Jules. But the following week is back on, another wedding for another of Joe's cousins. So look for part 3 of my wedding du jour series. Later!
Friday, September 16, 2005
Random Shite #2
Yep, the dentist agrees that I should get my wisdom teeth out as quickly as possible, as I'm getting older and it gets more difficult with age. Only thing is, the only oral surgeon covered by my insurance is in Harrisburg. I don't know who I'll find that will drive me up there, wait, and then drive me back. Such an inconvenience!
Jules sent me an email from her on-assignment location in Salisbury Maryland. Seems as though some government building is next door and they just went into code orange. A white powder substance was spotted on the sidewalk and on the doorknobs. This is her email...
She has since received an all clear. Too bad she didn't have the gas mask dad gave us a few years ago. That would've been convenient then, eh?
I'm headed to yet another wedding tomorrow, of which I will comment on upon my return. It will be part two of a three part series I'm doing on weddings I'm attending this month. So I'll be up early tomorrow morning for an overnight trip to Easton PA. Another day with the Metzger family....
Working across the street from my home is very convenient, as I've gone home for lunch and to do some chores. I vacuumed the high traffic areas, put the dishwasher on, dried and folded laundry. I feel so accomplished!
Jules sent me an email from her on-assignment location in Salisbury Maryland. Seems as though some government building is next door and they just went into code orange. A white powder substance was spotted on the sidewalk and on the doorknobs. This is her email...
The police next door taped off the entire plaza, citing a white powder along the walkway and on the door handles of the courthouse. It appears the entire population of Princess Anne has convened in the parking lot. Biohazard crew workers have swabbed the area (while unmasked others wandered around without caution) and placed the samples in a Hecht's bag. We were told we can leave the building but not to wander around to the left.
She has since received an all clear. Too bad she didn't have the gas mask dad gave us a few years ago. That would've been convenient then, eh?
I'm headed to yet another wedding tomorrow, of which I will comment on upon my return. It will be part two of a three part series I'm doing on weddings I'm attending this month. So I'll be up early tomorrow morning for an overnight trip to Easton PA. Another day with the Metzger family....
Working across the street from my home is very convenient, as I've gone home for lunch and to do some chores. I vacuumed the high traffic areas, put the dishwasher on, dried and folded laundry. I feel so accomplished!
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Yep, That's Calculus in your Mouth
Ugh! I have to go to the dentist tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to it. I haven't been to the dentist in, like, 2 years. I avoid going to the dentist like the plague, but it's high time for a cleaning. Plus, I've got these wisdom teeth that have grown in that are gonna have to come out. It's not something I look forward to, but I think I finally psyched myself up for it. But I'll still wait for the doctor to tell me that I need them out before I agree to it.
Now all the sudden I'm brushing, flossing, and gargling very diligently all week before going to the dentist, thinking I'll reverse the effects of bad brushing habits. Ha!
Not only that but I've been wearing my retainer all week too. 16 weeks of braces in high school and I go and screw them up by not wearing my retainer except in emergency situations (like going to the dentist). And man, they hurt like hell trying to squeeze them back into my mouth. But in the morning, my teeth feel like they moved back to their correct positions. Dr. Rosenberg will surely be impressed.
Going to the dentist is the most un-sexy thing people do. I mean, you've got your mouth wide open and there's a doctor that 2 inches from your face. I'm always worried he'll notice my nose hair or my bad complexion (well, in high school I was worried about the complexion, but it's chilled out since then). And then you get this "spider web" from your mouth to the bowl everytime you spit. Gross. And then when you leave, you have that crappy dentist smell on your clothes and that powder residue around your mouth from the latex gloves. I'm not looking forward to it.
Mental note: schedule next dentist appointment for 2007.
Now all the sudden I'm brushing, flossing, and gargling very diligently all week before going to the dentist, thinking I'll reverse the effects of bad brushing habits. Ha!
Not only that but I've been wearing my retainer all week too. 16 weeks of braces in high school and I go and screw them up by not wearing my retainer except in emergency situations (like going to the dentist). And man, they hurt like hell trying to squeeze them back into my mouth. But in the morning, my teeth feel like they moved back to their correct positions. Dr. Rosenberg will surely be impressed.
Going to the dentist is the most un-sexy thing people do. I mean, you've got your mouth wide open and there's a doctor that 2 inches from your face. I'm always worried he'll notice my nose hair or my bad complexion (well, in high school I was worried about the complexion, but it's chilled out since then). And then you get this "spider web" from your mouth to the bowl everytime you spit. Gross. And then when you leave, you have that crappy dentist smell on your clothes and that powder residue around your mouth from the latex gloves. I'm not looking forward to it.
Mental note: schedule next dentist appointment for 2007.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Shoot First, Ask Questions Later
I never thought that I would be posting so much about Hurricane Katrina, but I feel like it's so compelling how weather can all of the sudden become a political, environmental and racial issue. For me, I don't really see it one way or the other. For me, it's a human story beyond the bounds of politics or race.
However, saying that, I want to add the now infamous words from Kanye West. Words that sparked the use of a microscope to see if there was something nefarious lying underneath the now toxic waters.
Now I don't entirely agree or disagree with Kanye's powerful statements. I honestly don't believe that G Dub told FEMA or the military to "check the color of their skin before you save them." But I do think that something happened, I just can't put my finger on it.
The whole point of my blog today is to say that with the mainstream media today, we'll never know what happened. The truth is out there, though. And being a media studies major when I was in college, I've been given the knowledge to at least know a few places to look. I read today of the ethnic mix that New Orleans housed before the storm came ashore. Not only African Americans, but also a large population of Koreans, Vietnamese, and Latinos lived there. And these ethnic groups have their own media outlets. "Alternative media!", I thought to myself. I can now get someone else's point of view. So I've included links here for you, I hope you can take minute to look through them. No matter what you think, or who's fault it is, I hope you find a human story that grips you. Because, after all, we're all human.
Alternative Media Sources
The Afro-American Newspapers
New California Media
Radio Saigon Houston
The Korea Times
La Opinion
Mother Jones
However, saying that, I want to add the now infamous words from Kanye West. Words that sparked the use of a microscope to see if there was something nefarious lying underneath the now toxic waters.
“I hate the way they portray us in the media. You see a Black family, it says, “They’re looting.” You see a white family, it says, “They’re looking for food.”
“And, you know, it’s been five days (waiting for federal help) because most of the people are Black. And even for me to complain about it, I would be a hypocrite because I’ve tried to turn away from the TV because it’s too hard to watch. I’ve even been shopping before even giving a donation, so now I’m calling my business manager right now to see what is the biggest amount I can give.
“And just to imagine if I was down there, and those are my people down there. So anybody out there that wants to do anything that we can to help – with the way America is set up to help the poor, the Black people, the less well-off, as slow as possible. I mean, the Red Cross is doing everything they can. We already realize a lot of people that could help are at war right now, fighting another way. And they’ve given them permission to go down and shoot us!”
After Mike Myers had read his lines from the script, Kanye threw caution to the winds, saying, “George Bush doesn’t care about Black people!”
Now I don't entirely agree or disagree with Kanye's powerful statements. I honestly don't believe that G Dub told FEMA or the military to "check the color of their skin before you save them." But I do think that something happened, I just can't put my finger on it.
The whole point of my blog today is to say that with the mainstream media today, we'll never know what happened. The truth is out there, though. And being a media studies major when I was in college, I've been given the knowledge to at least know a few places to look. I read today of the ethnic mix that New Orleans housed before the storm came ashore. Not only African Americans, but also a large population of Koreans, Vietnamese, and Latinos lived there. And these ethnic groups have their own media outlets. "Alternative media!", I thought to myself. I can now get someone else's point of view. So I've included links here for you, I hope you can take minute to look through them. No matter what you think, or who's fault it is, I hope you find a human story that grips you. Because, after all, we're all human.
Alternative Media Sources
The Afro-American Newspapers
New California Media
Radio Saigon Houston
The Korea Times
La Opinion
Mother Jones
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
It's a Good Thing
I'm relieved to finally see Martha Stewart's new show finally air. Marcia Cross was her first guest and it was a little disturbing to see Martha in a different light. She actually said something to the effect of "I have to go out and get new underwear", in response to comparisons between Brie (Marcia's character on Desperate Housewives) and herself. Although it's scary to imagine a 60-year old woman going out buying lingerie, I think it's refreshing. I now see that my aspirations of being a Martha Stewart in my own home are just that much more attainable now that I know that Martha is just like every other woman in America.
Martha also showed Marcia how to fold a shirt in 3 steps. 3 steps!!! The lady is a genius, and I can't seem to get enough of her and her great ideas. I really thought the content of her magazines weren't as good when she had to leave, and I'm anxious to read about her ideas once again.
And the woman can make jail jokes. One segment in which she surprises two Italian ladies preparing dinner, she's sitting at a table learning a card game. She quips that she should know every game there is because she got a book on them whilst in jail. She has no shame. And hey, I think it wins her fans.
Today's episode will be the "poncho episode" and David Spade will be a guest. I know what I'll be doing at 6:00 tonight when I get home from work!
Before I close, it would be very un-Martha of me to leave you hanging on how to fold a t-shirt. So I've included a link here. Enjoy.
How to Fold a Shirt
Martha also showed Marcia how to fold a shirt in 3 steps. 3 steps!!! The lady is a genius, and I can't seem to get enough of her and her great ideas. I really thought the content of her magazines weren't as good when she had to leave, and I'm anxious to read about her ideas once again.
And the woman can make jail jokes. One segment in which she surprises two Italian ladies preparing dinner, she's sitting at a table learning a card game. She quips that she should know every game there is because she got a book on them whilst in jail. She has no shame. And hey, I think it wins her fans.
Today's episode will be the "poncho episode" and David Spade will be a guest. I know what I'll be doing at 6:00 tonight when I get home from work!
Before I close, it would be very un-Martha of me to leave you hanging on how to fold a t-shirt. So I've included a link here. Enjoy.
How to Fold a Shirt
Monday, September 12, 2005
Wedding Du Jour, Part I
This weekend, Joe and I went to a wedding reception for Beau and his long-time girlfriend Jen. Beau is a friend of Joe's, by way of Josh, that he met through snowboarding.
They had a nice simple reception after their wedding at the top of the ski resort. Down in the lodge, drinks and a vegetable plate was served and then there was the toast. Friends of the couple delivered very sweet messages about the happy couple. And then there was grandpa. Don't get me wrong, he said very nice things about how happy he was to see the twosome marry. And then at the end, he gave a short prayer before everyone ate dinner, and slipped this one into the prayer:
Like, what the crap is that supposed to mean?! I was slightly annoyed at this, as I thought it was a tad back-handed. Just not appropriate, no matter how you felt about the marriage. Anyway, I then asked people at the table what they thought about it, and they agreed that it was very suspect.
I understand that it's a different generation. But people co-habitate prior to marriage now and it's completely acceptable. I don't think that anyone has a place to judge other people just because they mix up the order in which they do things. They're still good people on the inside.
I guess it annoyed me because it occurred to me that people probably think the same about Joe and I. In the end, we're doing things at our own pace and this is what we're comfortable with. For those that say that marriage is the beginning of a beautiful relationship for the rest of our lives...thanks but no thanks. This is the rest of our lives. Joe and I are already living it and have been for 6 years. I don't think any of this is a waste or a "preamble" to better times. We are living the good life right now as you are reading this.
Sorry Gramps, but this crooked road is happy just the way it is.
They had a nice simple reception after their wedding at the top of the ski resort. Down in the lodge, drinks and a vegetable plate was served and then there was the toast. Friends of the couple delivered very sweet messages about the happy couple. And then there was grandpa. Don't get me wrong, he said very nice things about how happy he was to see the twosome marry. And then at the end, he gave a short prayer before everyone ate dinner, and slipped this one into the prayer:
"Thank you God, for making this crooked road straight."
Like, what the crap is that supposed to mean?! I was slightly annoyed at this, as I thought it was a tad back-handed. Just not appropriate, no matter how you felt about the marriage. Anyway, I then asked people at the table what they thought about it, and they agreed that it was very suspect.
I understand that it's a different generation. But people co-habitate prior to marriage now and it's completely acceptable. I don't think that anyone has a place to judge other people just because they mix up the order in which they do things. They're still good people on the inside.
I guess it annoyed me because it occurred to me that people probably think the same about Joe and I. In the end, we're doing things at our own pace and this is what we're comfortable with. For those that say that marriage is the beginning of a beautiful relationship for the rest of our lives...thanks but no thanks. This is the rest of our lives. Joe and I are already living it and have been for 6 years. I don't think any of this is a waste or a "preamble" to better times. We are living the good life right now as you are reading this.
Sorry Gramps, but this crooked road is happy just the way it is.
Friday, September 09, 2005
Public Service Announcement #1
I just wanted to take some time to ask anyone and everyone to make a donation to benefit those affected by the hurricane, if you have not already done so.
But most importantly - don't forget about the pets! Rescue efforts are still ongoing at this very moment to recover abandoned animals. Having 2 cats myself, I don't think I could leave Felony behind. But if I did, I can only imagine how scared, hungry and thirsty he would be by now. Plus, he has a medical condition. If you are a pet owner and happen to have extra supplies, animal shelters are in need of food, water, blankets, collars and toys for the immediate influx of pets that are being taken in. Monetary donations are also needed. Pet stores are beginning to sell special collars to raise money for the cause (they are kind of like those LIVE STRONG bracelets). Call your local Humane Society or ASPCA for information on what you can do.
I can only hope that the animals will be reunited with their owners who have otherwise lost everything.
Well folks, that's my do-goodery of the day. Have a great weekend.
But most importantly - don't forget about the pets! Rescue efforts are still ongoing at this very moment to recover abandoned animals. Having 2 cats myself, I don't think I could leave Felony behind. But if I did, I can only imagine how scared, hungry and thirsty he would be by now. Plus, he has a medical condition. If you are a pet owner and happen to have extra supplies, animal shelters are in need of food, water, blankets, collars and toys for the immediate influx of pets that are being taken in. Monetary donations are also needed. Pet stores are beginning to sell special collars to raise money for the cause (they are kind of like those LIVE STRONG bracelets). Call your local Humane Society or ASPCA for information on what you can do.
I can only hope that the animals will be reunited with their owners who have otherwise lost everything.
Well folks, that's my do-goodery of the day. Have a great weekend.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Make Sure You Look After Dad
So my mom is in Montreal for 2 weeks. And dad's at home doing who knows what. She asked me to visit a few times to make sure he's ok. Not that he's frail or anything, but just to make sure he eats and stuff. Which is fine, I can totally do that. In fact, I think I'll head over there today and make dinner. Jules says that he works nights so I have to make dinner that's refrigerate-overnight friendly. And I have to pack in a take-to-work friendly box. Ok, those are doable too.
But what's not doable is hanging out there if he's actually home. See, things are still a little strained. Things are definitely weird, especially knowing that he hangs in the balance of losing his cushey government job. I don't know what happened, but I'd venture to guess that the gambling problem he has is catching up with him. Karma's a bitch.
Anyway, things are weird because I don't know what to do when he's around anymore. Like we are totally different people now and we don't know each other anymore. Sometimes it's hard to believe that the same blood runs through our veins. It's very hard to believe.
I don't know if he's in trouble or if he needs help financially. No one knows for sure. He doesn't tell anyone, not even my mom. Like, he keeps everything very secret. All we know for sure is that he wakes up and goes to another job that he's taken to help pay the lawyer's retainer that may help him get his job back. And then he comes home. He's also still getting paid from the government while they are waiting on a decision to give him his security clearance back. And that's all we know.
I do feel bad but I don't know what to do. What can I do? It's just not right to ask him. He gets fidgety and then he looks down at the floor, shrugs, and mumbles something to the effect that he's ok. And I don't go any further than that. It's just too much stress to have to ask. It's just so awkward.
So I will go over there tonight after work to give him $35 for fixing the whirring noise that my car was making and make something for him eat. And that's as much father-daughter bonding that either of us can take.
But what's not doable is hanging out there if he's actually home. See, things are still a little strained. Things are definitely weird, especially knowing that he hangs in the balance of losing his cushey government job. I don't know what happened, but I'd venture to guess that the gambling problem he has is catching up with him. Karma's a bitch.
Anyway, things are weird because I don't know what to do when he's around anymore. Like we are totally different people now and we don't know each other anymore. Sometimes it's hard to believe that the same blood runs through our veins. It's very hard to believe.
I don't know if he's in trouble or if he needs help financially. No one knows for sure. He doesn't tell anyone, not even my mom. Like, he keeps everything very secret. All we know for sure is that he wakes up and goes to another job that he's taken to help pay the lawyer's retainer that may help him get his job back. And then he comes home. He's also still getting paid from the government while they are waiting on a decision to give him his security clearance back. And that's all we know.
I do feel bad but I don't know what to do. What can I do? It's just not right to ask him. He gets fidgety and then he looks down at the floor, shrugs, and mumbles something to the effect that he's ok. And I don't go any further than that. It's just too much stress to have to ask. It's just so awkward.
So I will go over there tonight after work to give him $35 for fixing the whirring noise that my car was making and make something for him eat. And that's as much father-daughter bonding that either of us can take.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Football Hooligans
So Julie and I are both managing our own football fantasy teams. Not football football mind you. English football, er soccer, if you will. We had been doing this since I was still in college at Telegraph when it was still free. And they had the best site, the best graphics, and the most fun. But then it became pay to play. So we ditched Telegraph and haven't found a place to play until now.
So now we are playing Fantasy Football linked to football365. It's not as good in the graphics department, but it's gotten Jules and I back in the game. And this time, I'm beating her!
I've already had to transfer two players due to injury, and I'm only in seven thousandth place. But hopefully my trades will keep me in the top half of the world rankings. That's my ultimate goal, even if I eventually lose to Julie (who is usually very good at picking players and minding the budget) I just want to at least make a good showing in the world ranking. I think it's really cool that I'm ranked against football managers from Singapore to Birmingham. It makes things so much more interesting.
I've resurrected the name of my team from the old Telegraph days, but the players are not same. All is well though, these players are at least keeping me ahead of Jules.
So this is where I introduce you to...The Coat Racks Reunited. Mind you, they were only known as the Coat Racks at Telegraph. But I thought I'd add the Reunited bit to make a pun. Anyway...
The Coat Racks Reunited (using a 4-4-2 formation)
El Hadji
Darren Bent
Robert Pires
Claudio Reyna
Muzzy Izzet
Trevor Sinclair
Kolo Toure
Ledley King
Mikael Silvestre
Renato Paulo Ferreira
Nigel Martyn minding the goal
Jose Mourinho managing
So there's my team at the moment. Claudio was my most recent transfer as Stewart Downing went injured in the last week. And I had to tranfer out Solskjaer straight away in the first month because he wasn't playing any games and now he's gone injured. I placed Darrent Bent as a substitute and he's been working out well. Ledley King. I've been hesitant in transferring him because he is due back from injury any week now. Plus newer injuries are popping up that are more urgent. So Ledley is still on the team, but he may go at next month's transfer.
The thing that made Telegraph so great was that you could keep 2 or 3 players on the bench to make the most of the games that were being played on any given week and to tend to the injured. But Fantasy Manager here doesn't do that. You get exactly the number of players as there are on the field, no more. It makes things more difficult.
I'll try to keep you posted on my standings and any transfers that may happen from now till the end of the season. In the meantime, I've added a link to Football365 in case you were thinking about taking up hooliganism as a side project.
So now we are playing Fantasy Football linked to football365. It's not as good in the graphics department, but it's gotten Jules and I back in the game. And this time, I'm beating her!
I've already had to transfer two players due to injury, and I'm only in seven thousandth place. But hopefully my trades will keep me in the top half of the world rankings. That's my ultimate goal, even if I eventually lose to Julie (who is usually very good at picking players and minding the budget) I just want to at least make a good showing in the world ranking. I think it's really cool that I'm ranked against football managers from Singapore to Birmingham. It makes things so much more interesting.
I've resurrected the name of my team from the old Telegraph days, but the players are not same. All is well though, these players are at least keeping me ahead of Jules.
So this is where I introduce you to...The Coat Racks Reunited. Mind you, they were only known as the Coat Racks at Telegraph. But I thought I'd add the Reunited bit to make a pun. Anyway...
The Coat Racks Reunited (using a 4-4-2 formation)
El Hadji
Darren Bent
Robert Pires
Claudio Reyna
Muzzy Izzet
Trevor Sinclair
Kolo Toure
Ledley King
Mikael Silvestre
Renato Paulo Ferreira
Nigel Martyn minding the goal
Jose Mourinho managing
So there's my team at the moment. Claudio was my most recent transfer as Stewart Downing went injured in the last week. And I had to tranfer out Solskjaer straight away in the first month because he wasn't playing any games and now he's gone injured. I placed Darrent Bent as a substitute and he's been working out well. Ledley King. I've been hesitant in transferring him because he is due back from injury any week now. Plus newer injuries are popping up that are more urgent. So Ledley is still on the team, but he may go at next month's transfer.
The thing that made Telegraph so great was that you could keep 2 or 3 players on the bench to make the most of the games that were being played on any given week and to tend to the injured. But Fantasy Manager here doesn't do that. You get exactly the number of players as there are on the field, no more. It makes things more difficult.
I'll try to keep you posted on my standings and any transfers that may happen from now till the end of the season. In the meantime, I've added a link to Football365 in case you were thinking about taking up hooliganism as a side project.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Oh When The Saints Come Marching In
I drove my mom to the airport this morning, she's on her way to visiting my sister Rachel in Montreal for two weeks. On the way there, my mom told me that her cousins are ok. Some are temporarily housed on a military base in Houston, whilst some are in Baton Rouge. They have little to no belongings and probably called my other cousin Quang by calling card. So obviously we have no way to contact them.
They were lucky. They evacuated just as Hurricane Katrina was coming ashore, while their car could still drive through passable roads and the water didn't pose a risk of drifting. I already forget half the conversation with my mom but I think she said that the home they had in New Orleans is completely damaged. They would have to start over. Of course, my mom would love to have them here. She has tons of room at home and would quite enjoy the company.
Needless to say, I'm happy to hear that everyone is safe, sad to hear about the condition of their home. But it would be nice to have everyone live close together....
They were lucky. They evacuated just as Hurricane Katrina was coming ashore, while their car could still drive through passable roads and the water didn't pose a risk of drifting. I already forget half the conversation with my mom but I think she said that the home they had in New Orleans is completely damaged. They would have to start over. Of course, my mom would love to have them here. She has tons of room at home and would quite enjoy the company.
Needless to say, I'm happy to hear that everyone is safe, sad to hear about the condition of their home. But it would be nice to have everyone live close together....
Friday, September 02, 2005
Random Shite #1
Right so, it's already the 2nd of September and I'm thinking about Halloween. I really want Joe and I to go as Ghostbusters but I don't think I have him convinced yet.
Why do people complain about their dogs? They're only animals. Do they suppose they are self-sufficient and can solve their own problems? I suppose dogs are meant to be able to walk themselves when they need exercise. YOU are suppose to take care of THEM. That's why they are called pets.
I like how I always feel sleepy at work at the same time everyday. I also like how the air conditioning is fixed at a frigid temperature at which I need to wrap myself in a blanket at my desk. So now I'm sleepy and I have a blanket on. I really like how these two items come together and the end result is an employee sleeping on the job.
I can't stand the fact that when I see watering eyes, I get the waterworks too. I don't know, I guess I'm real sappy.
What's so wrong with looting if the medicine is only going to go bad anyway? Nothing will be salvaged, it's all going to be damaged out at the corporate office, so why not? Take it! If you can take it without getting shot, then you deserve to keep it.
Why do people complain about their dogs? They're only animals. Do they suppose they are self-sufficient and can solve their own problems? I suppose dogs are meant to be able to walk themselves when they need exercise. YOU are suppose to take care of THEM. That's why they are called pets.
I like how I always feel sleepy at work at the same time everyday. I also like how the air conditioning is fixed at a frigid temperature at which I need to wrap myself in a blanket at my desk. So now I'm sleepy and I have a blanket on. I really like how these two items come together and the end result is an employee sleeping on the job.
I can't stand the fact that when I see watering eyes, I get the waterworks too. I don't know, I guess I'm real sappy.
What's so wrong with looting if the medicine is only going to go bad anyway? Nothing will be salvaged, it's all going to be damaged out at the corporate office, so why not? Take it! If you can take it without getting shot, then you deserve to keep it.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Living Below the Poverty Line
So this whole Hurricane Katrina thing turned out to be a disaster. I called my mom on Tuesday and asked her if she new anything about her cousins. Whether they stayed or left for higher ground. She said she hadn't talked to them in a while and didn't know what their plans were or whether they were even alive.
It sort of bothers me that people keep comparing this to other disasters that are totally different. Take for instance, the tsunami. There really is no comparison and besides, the conditions are completely different. For one thing, people in New Orleans are reminded every year through PSAs what to do in the event of natural disaster. America has an early warning system for hurricanes. America has insurance. America has looters. None of these were or are available in Indonesia. The only thing that is similar is the poverty and the water. And even then, the level of poverty is different. So really the only thing that is really the same is the water and the water crisis that they are having. The inability to tend to the dead is disparaging. And to think that there are bodies that belong to someone just trapped in an attic is very sad.
Years ago, when I was still a teen, I visited my sister before her graduation from UNO. It has great weather and a wonderful culture. Friendly people just trying to make an honest living. The food was out of this world. You knew you weren't in York PA anymore, it may as well be a different country. With a French and Spanish background, the place was truly a melting pot. Something that York is still 150 years behind on.
The day that I was in French Quarter there was a movie shoot that starred Patrick Swayze in what would then become the movie "Father Hood". I actually saw Patrick Swayze in person. It was kind of cool, of course I didn't really care for Swayze but whatever, I saw a bonfide star. Although the movies often shoot in New Orleans, I thought that they never did the city justice. It was more romantic, rustic, and mysterious than they ever made it out to be. And I'm glad that I have first hand personal memories to remember the city with.
So I suppose this goes out to you, Crescent City. May the beignets be warm again, the jazz fill the air again, and the bourbon pour freely again. Cheers!
It sort of bothers me that people keep comparing this to other disasters that are totally different. Take for instance, the tsunami. There really is no comparison and besides, the conditions are completely different. For one thing, people in New Orleans are reminded every year through PSAs what to do in the event of natural disaster. America has an early warning system for hurricanes. America has insurance. America has looters. None of these were or are available in Indonesia. The only thing that is similar is the poverty and the water. And even then, the level of poverty is different. So really the only thing that is really the same is the water and the water crisis that they are having. The inability to tend to the dead is disparaging. And to think that there are bodies that belong to someone just trapped in an attic is very sad.
Years ago, when I was still a teen, I visited my sister before her graduation from UNO. It has great weather and a wonderful culture. Friendly people just trying to make an honest living. The food was out of this world. You knew you weren't in York PA anymore, it may as well be a different country. With a French and Spanish background, the place was truly a melting pot. Something that York is still 150 years behind on.
The day that I was in French Quarter there was a movie shoot that starred Patrick Swayze in what would then become the movie "Father Hood". I actually saw Patrick Swayze in person. It was kind of cool, of course I didn't really care for Swayze but whatever, I saw a bonfide star. Although the movies often shoot in New Orleans, I thought that they never did the city justice. It was more romantic, rustic, and mysterious than they ever made it out to be. And I'm glad that I have first hand personal memories to remember the city with.
So I suppose this goes out to you, Crescent City. May the beignets be warm again, the jazz fill the air again, and the bourbon pour freely again. Cheers!
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