when they know you

I was lazy today and went in to Peet’s for a latte before work because I didn’t want to deal with a caffeine withdraw headache.

So I went in and there was Nick… the wonderful Nick who always remembers me…  and he called me out.

Why was I there?  I have been making coffee at home for over a year…. and Nick knew it.

I had to admit to being lazy.  I had to acknowledge that I was just not capable of making my own coffee this morning.

It sucks when people know you so well.

Night.

nothing so constant

So they say that there is nothing so constant as change.  And I believe it.

I went to Walnut Creek yesterday to go to Target.  Since I also needed to look at tech books in a bookstore I wandered over to the Barnes and Noble.  On the way there I discovered that Home Chef closed.

When I worked in Walnut Creek, a lifetime ago, I took classes at Home Chef after work and on the weekend.  And now it’s gone.

Admittedly – I didn’t learn a lot but it was a fun way to spend time.  I’m not surprised it gone… times being what they are.  But it is just another reminder that time never stops.  The world just keeps moving.

Pay attention… this moment will never come again.

night

nothing like a headache

There is nothing like a headache to ruin a day.

And auction day to boot.

I was fine this morning.  Had breakfast.  Remembered to drop off my mail before going to the auction…

Everything seemed fine except for the fact that there was nothing out back so they didn’t have the back door open.  There were lots of vintage clothes and fur coats.  I think that was where the issue started.  There is something about the boxed in smell of vintage clothes.  It just doesn’t work well for me.

So I got a painting and I gave up the ghost early on.  Missed out on a few things but my head is worth more than stuff.

Part of me wishes I had stayed to get the other stuff but I know that it was smarter to leave when I did.  I got home, curled up in the dark and got better.

Then Rosie gave me bread and cookies.

I hate headaches.

night

thinking thought of spring

Because of where I work I will be getting a mandated week off at the end of March.  That thought really just hit me today.

I know that I will absolutely be getting a week off.  I know when it will be.  I don’t have to use vacation or anything… it’s sort of pre-arranged.

Now all I can think is… where oh where should I go for a week in March.

or maybe I’ll get a great deal and go here…

I worked through every single break when I was in school…. now I’m forced to take one.  How amazing is that?

night

night fright

I had a nightmare last night.  First one I’ve had in AGES.  I used to have them about witches chasing me OR driving on hills without breaks.  But last night I dreamt that I had left the front door unlocked and someone had come in and was standing in the doorway.

I don’t know if I really screamed or if I just screamed in my head.  I did get up.  I check the doors and looked around the apartment.

I ALWAYS lock the door.  I lock it as soon as I come in.  But last night I was so scared.

I wonder what it all means.

It won’t put me off my sleep.  I won’t let it.

Night.

Because I need another hobby

On my way back from Sacramento at Christmas I stopped at More Beer and picked up the equipment to create root beer.

I already purchased a book with original recipes for sodas from scratch.

Very nice people at MoreFlavors! store in Concord… and so much stuff!!!

So I’ll start making root beer with the kit I picked up and then I’ll start doing batches from scratch.

I wonder what I’ll call it?

I’m thinking about fundamental fermentation… or maybe squishy swill…. or what about something simple

An Erudite Brew

night

A is for Apple

I am not sure when it happened but in the last 3 weeks it has come to my attention that if I don’t get to eat my apple in the afternoon my day is completely shot.

My current apple of choice is McIntosh which is kind of hilarious because I’m a PC girl.  I guess it’s all in the extra A.

The apples I’ve been getting at Berkeley Bowl have been particularly good and I eat the whole thing… seeds, core, everything but the stem and I’m really not sure why I don’t eat the stem too.

Are you eating apples?

Maybe it’s just me.

night

Double shot of trouble… neat

I like scotch.  Whiskey and I are well acquainted.  And bourbon and I like to sit down together and discuss the state of the world from time to time.

But it’s all just been fun and games until I opened my new bottle of American Honey…  Wild Turkey’s new honey and bourbon liquor.

Yeah – this is going to be a problem.  It’s smooth and thick and has just a lightly sweet tang to it.

Yeah… danger, Will Robinson, danger.

night

If only it were real

My first thought was if only I got enough sunshine for this to work I would buy one in a second!

Then I clicked around the interwebs and found out it’s a design project by Xavier Calluaud which most likely means that it is someone’s prototype or it’s only ever been mocked up for pictures and it will never be for sale for real.  Which is sad because it’s really cool.

I have to say that once I realized that it was the same press release blogged about again and again I decided to look at the pictures again.

I’m kind of unnerved by the fact that there are just designs for the hardware.  Because of my lack of faith in humanity it makes me think that the container was created, plants were planted, and pictures were taken.

That’s not to say that I think it wouldn’t be fabulous if it were real.  I’d want to take a look at it.

But for now I think that it’s a dream.  A possible future product that may or may not work and may or may not be worth the possible future cost.

How depressing.

At least I made chocolate mousse with blackberries today so I will end my evening on an up tick.

Night.

the things at the back of my mind

So I thrive on multi-tasking for the most part.  I think it comes from doing my homework in front of the TV.

While working on my standard work and other stuff that landed on my desk and the papers that breed like bunnies… two thoughts wandered around in the back of my mind today.

One – what’s the difference between a mass murderer and a serial killer.

Two – so there are one set of people who believe that there is a lost civilization deep in the Amazon basin.  There are other people who claim that it’s impossible for a civilization grow in such an inhospitable location.  All your time and energy would be spend staying alive and reasonably nourished.  There simply would not be time to develop a social structure and permanent buildings.

I’m been thinking about that second thing on and off all day.  Just because we don’t know how they did it doesn’t mean it could not be done.  But at the same time, I don’t think I believe in the idea of El Dorado or the City of Z or anything like that.

I think it’s possible but I don’t think anyone should get there hopes up.

I’m more interested in someone finding all the Maya cities buried in the jungles of Belize.

Yeah – I really am this strange.

Night!