September 16, 2006

• <gasp!> Two entries in one month�the sky IS falling!

   

  Whassup? (in no particular order)

  1) Stepped outside the office one evening to fud the work cats. A new black and white kitty was waiting right beside the door. Wait a sec...kitties don't have plume-y tails...they don't have pointy pinheads...they aren't shaped like ottomans with a handle...they don't�hold on...its a SKUNK! Back yourself into the doorway...slowly...carefully...no sudden moves...no tripping like usual...gently close the door. NOW RUN LIKE HELL!

   

  2) Our GlamGirl has been bitten by the stage bug. She was gutsy enough to sign up for a salsa dance exhibition even though she's but a beginner�was terrified of performing in front of a paying audience, worked her ass off practicing, loved every minute of their performance and now the sky's the limit. She was still reveling in the after-show glow and recounted which dance lessons she's now signing up for: ballet, tango and flamingo. Yes, that would be

   

  

   

  GlamGirl is truly not disingenuous enough to be referring to flamingo as in, perhaps, a Vegas showgirl at the Flamingo Hotel. She really thinks its "flamingo dancing". Seriously.

   

  3) Huge fuster-cluck at work. Salesperson-derived. 'Nuff said except to say if That Biotch ever escalates a non-issue again, she WILL have to deal with the Real Me. SHE REALLY REALLY REALLY DOESN'T WANT TO DO THAT (ask catigerz).

   

  4) Succumbed to an infomercial which is the price one pays if one is watching TV at 3am. No, it wasn't ProActiv. Already bought that. I'll tell you about it if I ever open the brown cardboard box and view the contents. Oh yeah, and actually use said contents.

   

  5) Going to Dallas for business in Oct. I know, I know�if I had my druthers, I'd be going to the East Coast or even Chicago. I'd even prefer Houston so I could pop in to Chloe Dao's (of Project Runway fame) boutique, Lot 8. At any rate, it should be veddy interesting to fly post-Terrorist Airline Scare. NOT.

   

  6) Due to weight concerns (as in over-), have turned to dishware instead of clothes as a shopping solace. Yes, I realize its hard to wear plates. Kidding. Found 2 of the Gien patterns I've been lusting over since my first trip to France. Of COURSE they're both discontinued so paid handsomely for the different pieces. If they're ever broken (ahem, Himself), you will be hearing about it for the rest of your natural (but shortened) life. Here they be:

   

  

  Feuillage (Would love to hear people pronounce this one)

   

  

  Le Houx (Oh wait, this one's even fun-ner to pronounce! I think TJ and Ms_Lellis could handle, though...)

   

  7) Autumn is here�yay! Love-love-love the crisp mornings and evenings with the warm days...

   

  8) Following our United Animal Nation workshop, GlamGirl and I thought it would be good to hold a mini-class on our own�after all, most everyone we know has pets (some more than others). We would show a representative first-aid kit so people could know how to equip their car. We might possibly demo the technique for muzzling a dog and/or pet CPR. 

   

  There were, however, 3 reasons the event didn't pan out as planned: 1) it was held on the Friday of Labor Day weekend so lots o' people were gone, 2) we didn't get our asses in gear to buy any of the equipment and, perhaps the most crucial point of all, 3) cats make lousy Emergency Animal Rescue volunteers. Seriously. So instead, and I know this will come as quite the shock to you, we ended up just eating and drinking way too much.

   

  9) Speaking of eating/drinking: we went to the Joy of Sake event in The City. O wot fun! 250�count 'em, TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY�different sakes, a goodly portion of which are not sold outside of Japan. To complement the sakes (and ensure there weren't an overabundance of DUIs hitting the streets afterwards), several top-notch restaurants participated with yummy eats. There were practically vats o' poke (spicy raw tuna), dee-vine BBQ (which GlamGirl reported practically melted in one's mouth) and other delectables which Shail couldn't sample. Oh noooooooooo; he chose organic vegetarian fare and OMG, how can you make rice purple-colored but tasteless???

   

  10) patticass: tell me this doesn't slightly resemble Bryan...a heavier Bryan, of course, but isn't it uncanny?

   

  

   

  11) I've been meaning to vent on something that has already faded into obscurity so perhaps revenge IS a dish best served cold. The moment I heard who was cast as Robert Langdon of The Da Vinci Code fame, I took my specially-illustrated copy of the book (CostCo special, natch), threw it on the ground and jumped up and down on it in digust. Cool, handsome, athletic professor who plays water polo with his students....HELLO?!?? Ron Howard should be flogged for picking Tom Hanks. From Rotten Tomatoes:

   

    

  "The most controversial thriller of the year turns out to be about as exciting as watching your parents play Sudoku."
  -- Ann Hornaday, WASHINGTON POST

   

  "Here's the gospel on The Da Vinci Code: It's a total snore."
  -- Tom Long, DETROIT NEWS

   

  "In a marketplace rife with guides for idiots, dummies and the rest of us, this movie stands as the novel's priciest CliffsNotes."
  -- Lisa Kennedy, DENVER POST

   

   

  12) Major props to patticass for her new job at Origins, coming in not as a saleperson but a Keyholder! Anyone else think that sounds like something from "Ghostbusters"? (as in, Gozer the Gozerian? ("if someone asks if you're a god, you say YES!")). But I digress. Congrats on your new position and we KNOW you're going to wipe the floor with Bare Escentuals...literally and figuratively speaking.

   

  Otherwise, its been work-work-work but the quarter is zooming to a close and you know what THAT means: no more Xanga entries this month. Well, unless I get into Avoidance Mode (as in work) in which case I'll be yammering about something or other.

   

  Later!

   

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