hello. well, here i am, still drinking coffee and sitting at the computer at 1:15 p.m. on a friday afternoon. is it friday? yes. and i don’t work tonight. yay!
what’s been up?
i ate frog legs! i took a picture, but it’s not much to see. so i won’t add it. they were smothered in garlic, and the most interesting thing was that you could pick up a piece and it was really the whole frog body, minus the head, and you just ate the meat off the legs. and no, actually, i don’t think it tasted like chicken. i also don’t think that alligator tastes like chicken. frog legs had the texture of crab or lobster, actually, i thought… but i don’t know about flavor. it was very garlicky and buttery.
well, i promised to myself that i’d get working on my espresso business as soon as scott left, but i haven’t. well, i tried, but had some confusion of where to start, and got caught up in the small details. in the meantime, the interesting job that i nearly got at a film rights company back before i took the waitressing job may have led to another interesting job. the woman there, who i liked very much, passed my name on over the weekend to a friend of hers, who runs another interesting film company. it’s much bigger, so i don’t know how flexible they will be, but i sent on my cv and a nice letter yesterday, and we’ll see how it pans out.
i’m taking up mask-making again, and possibly for profit.
i’m finishing up a dutch-language cookbook for dick’s dad, mostly to amuse him with my bad grammar. 🙂 and pictures. 🙂
i’ve had a bad cold the past few days. it sucks. i think that’s all for the cut-away.
maybe in this case, the cut-away wasn’t necessary. it wasn’t very long.
fool that i am.
i just wanted to do it.
it’s raining, so my brilliant idea of taking the motorcycle to the cherry farms today and buying a large crate of cherries isn’t going to work very nicely. oh well. i guess i’ll finish some of the projects i’ve started this past month. and not finished.
tonight, matt and cheryl and i (and maybe bart? no idea) are either going to see a movie, or possibly to a reading of a biography about alice b. sheldon, aka james tiptree jr.
i’m voting for the reading, but cheryl has an appointment at the vet’s, and it may not work, timewise.