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August 30th, 2010

Weekend highlights


Bug bombing the bed-room to try and eradicate whatever's been nibbling on my ankles, so we went out to brunch at Maverick, another restaurant that sort of fell off our standard list for various reasons, including general pretentiousness about asking what KIND of water we wanted. Also some of the meals had be less than stellar.

Saturday's brunch definitely put them back in a good graces. I had a "Summer Salad" omelet with squash, zucchinni, frisee and goat cheese and hubby had pork bellies with pico de gallo on a tortilla...I know it's sounds like...ewwwww, but it was sculptural and amazing.

We headed down to the Westfield Centre to mosey around and kill time. I ended up getting some much need new Crocs, both in a more office-acceptable style, rather than the ol skool neon colored clown shoes that have gotten me in so much trouble.

We also stopped by Bloomies to buy hubby a new coffee grinder and to mock the $799.00 Nespresso Maker ON SALE!!!!

Then we went to the movies and saw....Eat, Pray, Love. Frankly my first choice would have been anything else, but Despicable Me wasn't playing until 5. Lewis Black pretty much says it all Right here, but it should be noted that if the idea of spiritual quest as food and scenery porn was slightly offensive on the page, it's twice as bad on screen when every note of the score and every frame of film is practically screaming "It's Julia Roberts and you must love her" and the "buying bigger jeans" scene is completely subverted to basically tell us that even if Julia Roberts actually had a muffin top, she'd still be skinnier than you will ever be in your life.

Richard Jenkins as Richard from Texas, appears to be channeling late period Dennis Hopper and his part is such blatantly written Oscar-bait that I'll put in a bet on his nomination for best supporting actor right now.

Perhaps the one thing that should be noted is the appearance in a few scenes of Mike O'Malley (who plays Kurt's dad on Glee) in a few scenes.

Headed home, put away laundry, aired out (hopefully) debugged bedroom and went food shopping.

Watched Eureka-The Ex-Files

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Gorgeous day. Got up for a six mile run/walk/run, including doggie picture stops. Bagel from Katz's and much needed nap.

Karaoke-very small, mellow crowd. I hung with Daddy Dave, Jim the bartender, Donatello, Brendan, Manny C, Jun, Rob and Sebastian, but there were never more than 6 or 7 people singing most of the time, so I decided to make it "New Song Sunday" and either try new stuff or songs I'd given up on, leading to a rather eclectic mix:

1. The Message-Grand Master Flash
2. No Woman No Cry-Bob Marley
3. Don't Rain On My Parade-Bobby Darin
4. Romeo-Mr. Big
5. Speak Like A Child-Style Counsel
6. Little Ol' Wine Drinker Me-Dean Martin

Went home with KFC for hubby and we watched a bunch of 4th Series Hustle episodes.

Woke up with VERY STIFF LEGS

And upon arrival at work this morning---client bitching about last row seat, even though it was an aisle. Totally my fault, since I didn't notice and didn't advise.


Mini Pimp Post

I haven't had a lot of fic-reading time lately, so not much to share, but here's a few things.

In case you missed it:

Almost As Good, hllangel's very sweet White Collar fic, written before last week's episode and promptly Jossed, but still well-written and worth a peek.

My posting of the Celebrity Crush Meme. Posted on a Friday, which means it pretty much fell into the Weekend Vortex. Lots of pictures and some disturbing insights into my taste in celebrity crushes.


For political junkies, especially of the MSNBC stripe, please check out chicating's postings at Daily Kos : http://chicating.dailykos.com/



Forget The World by nakeisha
A nifty little dialogue only ficlet for my OTP.


Life On Mars/Ashes to Ashes

severinne recently placed the "Stump The Author" meme and ended up having to write some drabbles. I requested "Gene Genie angst w/booze, maybe post-LoM Pre-A2A"
and got THIS, which fills the bill to perfection. Go. Read. Give Love.

Seven days to my wedding anniversary.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, one week from today, September 6, will mark 20 Fabulous Years with Hubby.

I was going to do a week of reminiscences, but somehow I'm not feeling so much like narrative memoir right now.

Do you have any questions you'd like me to answer or topics regarding marriage that I should expand upon for your reading pleasure?

Consider it a meme:

K-Gal's Marriage Meme

Ask me something about myself, my husband, my marriage, and what it's like to be together for 20 years. I will answer as honestly as I can.


In which case it will be Glenn Beck's fault.

I didn't want to watch Keith or Rachel tonight, since I didn't want to see any coverage of The Beckoning, and all the attendant Obama-bashing, so I decided to try and watch as much of Profit as I could. Hubby watched the Pilot and the 2nd episode with me, but didn't seem too enthused about seeing the rest, so I figured I'd get it done while he was working this week. I also planned to do some beta work and type up a lot of my writing on the next chapter of The Novel.

However, since I'm a dork, I couldn't get the DVD player to work, so I figured I'd use hubby's computer to play the DVD, and I picked up his computer the way I pick up my own, which is to say from the top and not very gently. I didn't SEE or HEAR anything crack, but there is now a white line down the center of his screen and the speakers don't appear to be working.

I was a good girl and told Hubby when he called tonight. I can tell he's not happy, but I told him that if we needed to get him a new computer (on installment) as his present for our anniversary, so be it.


Lizzy-Steuart Street near Market.

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