Tuesday, September 18, 2007
UU in NY
Robert Fulghum, author of Everything I Know, I Learned in Kindergarten and now, What on Earth Have I Done? Stories, Observations and Affirmations. 7:00 PM. Barnes & Noble Lincoln Triangle, 1966 Broadway at 66th St. 212.595.6859.
Hell yes I'll be there. Must learn what the old dude's been up to (another book, I guess) since the days of leading the EUUC congregation in a rousing rendition of "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?"
And tomorrow is Lydia Davis, whom I can't seem to get enough of live.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Words don't come
http://veganyumyum.com/2007/06/knit-night-cupcakes/
Well, wait: It's apparel and food (in that order) for my resident cockroaches. Genius!
Classiest
Happy Birthday to the CEO of my company. I was handed--nay, offered--the task of creating something that he'd actually consider eating. No small undertaking, considering the guy--health conscious to the x-treme (goofy spelling warranted)--is known to eat nothing save turkey sandwiches (hold the cheese & all condiments) and salads of his own making. Enter Vegan Cupcakes Take Over the World! Surely there would be something, some anemic morsel the guy could & would sink his teef into. Per his dear assistant, "Sexy Low-Fat Vanilla Cupcakes w/ Fresh Berries" stood the best chance.
What is happening? I'm on a roll, that's what. Pleased to proclaim my days of sunken centers and gloppy frosting are at last behind me. This little number, gently sweet (applesauce, cornstarch, raspberry preserves) and perfectly baked-through, though it barely holds on to its berries, extends my streak. He even ate it! Evidence:
Assistant: So I just checked his desk--it's still sitting there.
Me: Hmm.
Assistant, two minutes later: Newsflash--it's gone! I even checked the garbage to make sure he didn't just toss it, and sure enough, only the wrapper.
Me: You don't say.
Assistant: You know, I think that's the first time he's eaten anything anyone's ever brought in for him.
Me: Well I'll be.
Labels: challenge, cupcake challenge, cupcake victory, cupcakes, victory
Thursday, September 13, 2007
I do write a lot about pee...
Yes! Someone found my blog by Googling the following:
desperation bladder crossed legs walk
Labels: honored
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Haha?
Monday, September 10, 2007
Blood, sweat & pee
Fresh off my lunchbreak, I must express my continued disappointment w/ the state of diagnostic testing today. At least as it's done at Qwest. If only this were about the cranky receptionist; but no, it's more, much more.
All things considered, and I will get to these things shortly, I don't consider the changes I observed today to be changes for the better. Certainly it was nice not to have to run around, tearfully lost w/ a sloshing cup of pee, but the alternative wasn't exactly delightful.
(What should never qualify as a) long story short(ish), this time around I was handed not one but two instruments: the standard cup, plus a small plastic vial marked at the top w/ something like 'max fill line.' Credit to my phlebotomist, I was given a thorough explanation of how to go about using cup and vial, including helpful hand gestures. Fast forward a few minutes to a disturbing scene: me standing over the toilet, sweating over the formidable task of transferring the contents of my now-filled cup to a vial that appeared to be shrinking by the second. Seriously, that top of that thing must have had a diameter of 0". What the hell was going on here? Where was my funnel? Trust me, I don't care how acute a pourer you are, w/o a middleman, you are not topping off that vial w/o wasting a good ounce to the floor/toilet/your hands. Next time I'm bringing my own.
Upon exiting the bathroom, I still had to carry my pee along w/ me, but it was at least small and contained, so that I was able to conceal it well enough behind my back (then at my right side as I passed folks on my left) as I made my way to the bloodletting room. Speaking of, that phlebotomist was tops, encouraging me to distract myself by "focusing on my dreams" as she took care of business. I think this actually worked.
Such a Monday.
Labels: equalizer
Saturday, September 08, 2007
diplomacy
Now, that’s a rejection letter.
Labels: one way of putting it
Friday, September 07, 2007
A straight line is not the shortest distance between two points
"Why does anybody tell a story?" Ms. L’Engle once asked, even though she knew the answer.
Labels: kids aren't dummies, tesseract
Hey, that's my obsession
It is a pretty cool sign. Kinda hilarious, though, the idea of protesting its replacement when the owner himself is behind the move.
Then, fun! And yay!
Last call
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Thursday, September 06, 2007
If you're on my coast and a lover of the books (and reading this blog entry), come w/!
Labels: Christmas came early
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
"inconceivable"
All w/in like a two-week period, but I did manage to venture beyond 11217 a few times over the course of the summer...
The Princess Bride under the Brooklyn Bridge. Several NYC parks host outdoor movie nights during the summer. First time I'd been, joining up w/ sandypan & co... 
Hard to keep one's eyes on movie alone...
Westley! (TR/birthday girl: repeat-watches in the rec room. You were in looooove...)
Thanks to my friend Chrissy, I also got to go see Feist at McCarren Park Pool the other week. Weird venue (is as it sounds)/great show sprinkled w/ all sorts of silly. And I do love silly. Week before this, we'd gone to this event, which also included Feist, along w/ the most hilarious man alive. Arr! What I'd been missing!
Firsts
Here's how I know I'm not a *real writer* yet: I am way too excited by the fact that my October RW story made the cover!!! (Three, count 'em, three, exclamation points. Serious business.) Of seven items mentioned in this prominent space, two refer to my little creation (1--main text; 2--sidebar). Even cooler: On the 'cover stories' TOC page, I'm sandwiched smack in between Jeff Galloway and Amby Burfoot. Not worthy!
Ah, to be able to take such things in stride. Someday.
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Labels: rookie