It started with the abrupt, ear-shattering wailing of the smoke detector at 6 A.M.. 120 decibels. 6 A.M.. I'm up, I'm up! I'm not sure why it decided to blurt out like that... maybe it was just craving attention, but after three or four beep-beep-beeps, it stopped. Naturally, it freaked Bry out, so I spent the next three hours being kicked in the kidneys by a fidgety four year-old (which is still infinitely preferable to where I could be kicked). But it got better.
It was a glorious day and I got to play my favorite game--golf. I couldn't putt worth crap, but I came within four feet of a hole-in-one (I, of course, two-putted to blow the easy birdie). We then went to one of my favorite hamburger joints (Red Robin), where I had my favorite hamburger (the Royal Red Robin--bacon and eggs on a cheeseburger, because breakfast is the most important meal of the day) and my favorite beer (Blue Moon--I don't know what coriander is, but it and orange peel belong in beer). I then came home and grilled my favorite steaks (Delmonico) in my favorite marinade (chipotle pepper) and had more of my favorite beer. Sated on red meat and coriander, I'm feeling quite favorably. I'm sure tomorrow will be another story.
So, I can't believe no one had anything to say about my taste in quasi-classical music or B-52 porn. Ok, if it's more deep-fried twitchy fish you want...
[Note: I'm leaving this topic front and center because it's driving Scott nuts that I wrote about what I ate on July 14th. Snirtle]
Saturday, July 14, 2007
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Hey! It's safe to come back here!
There's a book that you should read. It's called "No One Cares What You Had for Lunch" by Margaret Mason. It's gives some great ideas and subjects to blog about.
Not that YOU need it, of course.
Hey, it was breakfast and dinner. Pay attention.
So, is it safe to assume this book you speak of sits unread in your WC? After all, you're the one who brought to the blogosphere the oh so insightful "Seven Famous Sevens." :b
Insightful, huh? This from the man who finds music from movies inspiring. And sets the mood, no less.
Play "Ben" for me, you sexy beast.
(Insert eye-roll emoticon here)
Scott being snarky? I'm shocked! And dissin' the tunes too. Some of us move beyond "the wheels on the bus..."
I just figured you realized you couldn't top this. The topic - universal; I mean who doesn't eat, right? And your writing - well, you didn't really expound on the details. You did give a hint that tomorrow would be another story. But that didn't come. Hmmm.
Maybe after 25 page-turning entries you needed a break. Or bloggers block descended. (There are books out there that could help with that...)
Well, I'll check back in a week or two and see if the muses have returned.
Allow me to refer you to my opening post. Delmonico steaks and Blue Moon beer strike my fancy. People do like to eat. They talk about what they eat. They even have a whole channel devoted to food. Remarkably, they even like to read about what other people eat. And you thought it was just me.
So maybe it's just you... well, Margaret Mason and you. Maybe you have an aversion to blog posts about food. That's ok, I suppose. I mean, I don't have any particular interest in passwords, but I tried to comment politely on your post about passwords, figuring maybe someone would then comment and we'd all talk about passwords and whatnot. Didn't happen, but then I'm generally not sarcastic right out of the box.
So, we're on our way to Texas for a week. When I get back, I plan on posting about my vacation. Some may not care to see my vacation photos, and that's ok, but I'm going to post them anyway. You're hereby warned.
Too cool! I cannot wait to see them! I have not even been to Texas in 3 years. It will be fun to see what you find!
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