Halloween in the Haight
Gear: Robe, Cross, Rosary, Bible, Sandals
Accompanied by: Cave Woman, Betty Rubble, Dan
Goal: Drink, drink, drink
Happy Halloween!
Living in the Dollhouse, musings from the Haight. Often wrong but never in doubt.
Gear: Robe, Cross, Rosary, Bible, Sandals
There are few things as pleasurable as reheating leftover food and finding a lot more shrimp than you expected.
That was last week, and I'm hoping I can avoid a similar experience in the current one. Specifically, I am pushing the following boulders up a hill:
Heading back left tomorrow, invigorated with more to do workwise than I could possibly finish in time and some interesting social possibilities on the horizon ;). I left for Pittsburgh a bit pessimistic on my new job and somewhat doubtful of myself, but I'm coming back with my optimism restored.
Bill Jester showed me something today that may stick with me the rest of my life. It's a technique that takes a little practice, because Oreos are a fragile thing. But, simply put, you stick a fork into the white part and dunk the forked Oreo in a cup of milk.
I'm really too busy with work to be blogging right now, but since Brad sent a scolding email to the crew, I will provide the obligatory three sentences that he demanded from all of us.