Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self. - Cyril Connolly
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Stream of Consciousness
I had a really good day at work today. Productive, accomplished a lot, scored points with the boss, and mentored an up and coming staff member, while the useless waste of space staff member that I've been hounding like a dog since I got here 4 months ago finally took the hint and "took another position" today. Whooot!
Mt. Washington Tavern makes the world's BEST Oyster Po' Boy - word. Bacon, cheddar cheese, FRESH roll - the best. Ever.
When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to know in months. "27 Months." "He's two," will do just fine. He's not a cheese. And I didn't care in the first place.
I'm going to the opera Thursday evening. I'm not quite sure how that happened, but hey, a date is a date.
I coughed so hard last night that I tore / sprained a chest muscle. Ouch. Now I have to grab my left boob every time I cough to hold the muscle in place, or it feels like I'll break a rib next.
There's no such thing as flavored water. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.
I'm going to the theater / dinner with two senior diplomats to the Iraqi Embassy on Saturday. One of them is in town receiving some big award from Condi Rice at the State Dept. tomorrow. Submit your questions now, and I'll get you the inside scoop on the goings on over in Baghdad.
I thought these were great, if uncharacteristic (from what I can tell through your blog) things for you to say/think, until I got an e-mail from an out-of-state state friend who forwarded those same thoughts (and many others) from some e-mail someone forwarded her. Sigh. Oh well.
Dab - Damn, can't even fake snarky. It's that out of character for me. The email I referenced was WAY old and very brief - what's proper etiquette for a hat tip to something like that??
I hope I get to be as cool and do cool things like you when I grow up.