Another brain dump

I’m swimming in stuff at work, but I need to get some thoughts out of my head because I have this need to blog scribble. Gotta love how the writing bug is deciding to drop in at the wrong time!

Anyway, another round of quick thoughts-

Nothing like seeing Poseidon in a downpour
Erich and I were jonesing to get to the drive-in again, so we picked Saturday night. We invited Purkis and Matt to join us. They thought we were nuts, considering it was raining—fairly steadily – all afternoon. But they came anyway. We saw X-Men 3 and Poseidon in a double feature, Both were pretty good for popcorn flicks, although I personally thought both needed some extra time for character development.

Anyway, I don’t recommend the drive-in in the rain. If for no other reason, it’s really annoying to have to frequently turn the car completely on to run the defroster and the wipers due to the screens fogging up. (and no, they were not fogging up for that reason. Heh.)

Oh, and speaking of the rain... Mother Nature- enough already! Give us a fully dry week, please!

Stitching, stitching, stitching
I plunked my butt on the couch in front of the TV for the better part of eight hours on Sunday and just focused on stitching Apache Wedding Blessing all day. Got a bunch done. If I can devote two four-hour stretches this weekend, I may have that top quarter done as I’d hoped to complete. Gotta love projects that don’t have blended stitches—they actually move faster!

Wedding Stuff
Left a message to schedule my look-see at the farm. Waiting to hear on a confirm time. I hope this place is “it” so I can move forward.

The lingering…
I’m so sick of coughing. Every fucking cold I get. My body needs to get a new post-illness routine going here. I’m just winded enough due to the coughing that my walk from the train to work is making me tired. And that’s not cool, considering it’s only a four block walk. Thanks. I realize I’m fat and out of shape—I don’t need extra reminders making it more hellish for me.

Reading
I finished 1984 for the first time in my life a couple weeks ago. I’ve been digesting it casually now that I’m done. Great book. Depressing as hell. Lots to chew on. And yeah—I appreciate the real-world application of the book so much more. Damn. FYI-- he current book on my nightstand is Foucault’s Pendulum by Umberto Eco. I bought it and In the Name of the Rose earlier this year upon recommendations by the more literary folks at work who insisted that if I wanted something meatier than The DaVinci Code, I needed to check out these books. So far, I definitely agree. I needed to get used to the translated word rhythm, but they are fantastic.

Mmmm… food
I crave my grandma’s pierogi right now. You have no idea how sad that makes me, since I know there is no solution to solving said craving.

Working upon another food craving last night, we headed to Spumoni’s in Pawtucket after we got off the train. Great food. The veal parm is to die for.

Marriage
The fucktards in Washington are trying to put discrimination back into the Constitution. With all of the nation’s more critical problems already solved, they’re going to their election year buzzwords now. The Repubs are in trouble, and they know it. They’ve screwed around for too many years, and now they’re trying to use the buzzwords to save their asses. Hopefully the American public sees through the smokescreen this time, regardless of their stance on the gay marriage issue. This is, as Stephen Colbert aptly described it, rearranging the deck chairs on the Hindenberg.


That’s better—off to work.