Today is Karen's birthday. Happy birthday Karen!
Karen has never been big on celebrating her birthday. To her, her birthday has always been just another average day. I, of course, see things differently. Today marks the anniversary of when Karen came into this world... which so happens to be great for me... because no one else in their right mind would want to marry someone like me. Don't get me wrong... I may be a stud... I may exude awesomeness... but I am more than just a pretty face.
Needless to say, I am happy that today is Karen's birthday even if she does not see today as a day to celebrate. Truth be told, since my son (Braden) passed away last year in September, I do feel that it is important to celebrate birthdays. After all, Braden never got to and will never be able to celebrate his own birthday with his family.
Unfortunately, Karen and I did not do any celebrating today on her actual birthday. Karen actually had a meeting to attend to for her volunteer work with the Friends of the Norwell Public Library. While she was attending her meeting, I was actually doing this thing called "reading".
I actually finished the book while Karen was gone. The book that I was reading was "The Education of a Coach" by David Halberstam. My coworker had lent me the book a few weeks ago. Basically, the book details the journey of Bill Belichick as he undoubtedly becomes one of the greatest head coaches of football. Sure, I may be a little biased since Bill Belichick happens to coach the New England Patriots.
All in all, the book was actually pretty interesting. And of course, the book was infinitely better than the dribble known as "Twilight"... or "The Secret". Although I suppose if given the choice, I would have to say that "The Secret" was the worst... sparkle vampire or no sparkle vampire.
Needless to say, "The Education of a Coach" was a good read. I would recommend the book to anyone. And you don't really have to be a football fan to understand the book. I think the part that I found interesting was the fact that Bill Parcells and Bill Belichick were not exactly good friends. "Friends" may not even be the correct term.
Growing up, I always thought they were friends because they seemed to coach together a lot. They coached the Giants together. They coached the Patriots together. They coached the Jets together. I just assumed they were friends. It turns out that they simply coached together out of necessity because Parcells had the charisma and knew how to push buttons while Belichick knew the football strategy.
Luckily for the New England Patriots, Bob Kraft, the owner, realized the value that Belichick could bring to the organization and made him the head coach. For anyone curious, Bob Kraft made his money in the paper business. And interestingly enough, the business came from his wife's side. Like I said, the book was interesting.
All in all, I think Karen enjoyed her birthday even though she did not do anything spectacular. She enjoyed the flowers I gave her, I know that.
And since I had mentioned football earlier, I got Karen a New England Patriots jersey for her birthday. Karen used to mention how she never had anything to wear come Sundays during football season. So, I ended up getting her jersey... and not just any jersey... a Matt Cassel #16 New England Patriots jersey. Who knew they still made them?
For anyone curious, Karen loves Matt Cassel. It must be his dreamy eyes... his dashing good looks... who knows? She was sad when the Patriots traded Cassel to the Kansas City Chiefs. Nonetheless, I figured she would enjoy the jersey.
Happy birthday Karen!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
I Suck At Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Yesterday, Karen and I hung out with my friends (Marc and Kelley). Hanging out with them was just what I needed for the day. Of course, having the world's greatest television show scheduled on the agenda did not hurt either.
For anyone curious, I consider the world's greatest television show being Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Too bad I suck at Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
I also had the song "Daylight" by Matt and Kim stuck in my head for most of yesterday.
(The video below is "Daylight".)
The song is one of those catchy tunes that seem to put me in a good mood whenever I hear it. So I have been listening to the album a lot lately. In my opinion, the entire album is pretty good. And after watching the above video, I found out that Kim plays drums.
Anyway, Marc was gracious enough to make dinner last night. He made apple calzones which were really good. Truth be told, apple anything would probably be very good. The calzones were delicious.
And for dessert, Marc even had a special treat: ice cream cake. He made ice cream cake for Karen for her birthday. Seeing the surprise on Karen's face was definitely worth it. I think she enjoyed the ice cream cake. What is not to enjoy? It's ice cream!
As for Buffy, the four of us jumped right into the beginning of the sixth season of the show. It's amazing to think how quickly we have gone through so many seasons already. The episodes we watched included: "Bargaining" part 1 and 2, about the resurrection of Buffy as she takes on a demon motorcycle gang; "After Life" about a demon brought back along with the resurrection of Buffy; and "Flooded" about Buffy's growing financial problems as well as the introduction of the geeky Jonathan, Warren and Andrew as evil criminal masterminds.
Of the four episodes, "Bargaining" probably had the best moment when Tara gave Giles a little monster and said "Grrr... Argh!", which is the same sound made by the "Mutant Enemy" monster at the end of the Buffy credits.
Truth be told, I am not the biggest fan of the sixth season. Don't get me wrong, it was still good. I just happened to like the other seasons better.
Anyway, it was all good. Interestingly enough, after the four episodes of Buffy, we also caught an episode of an episode of Batman: The Brave and The Bold. Normally, we don't watch the show. This time, however, the episode featured none other than Neil Patrick Harris as the evil Music Meister. So basically, the entire show was a musical. It was great!
All in all, it was a fun night.
For anyone curious, I consider the world's greatest television show being Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Too bad I suck at Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
I also had the song "Daylight" by Matt and Kim stuck in my head for most of yesterday.
(The video below is "Daylight".)
The song is one of those catchy tunes that seem to put me in a good mood whenever I hear it. So I have been listening to the album a lot lately. In my opinion, the entire album is pretty good. And after watching the above video, I found out that Kim plays drums.
Anyway, Marc was gracious enough to make dinner last night. He made apple calzones which were really good. Truth be told, apple anything would probably be very good. The calzones were delicious.
And for dessert, Marc even had a special treat: ice cream cake. He made ice cream cake for Karen for her birthday. Seeing the surprise on Karen's face was definitely worth it. I think she enjoyed the ice cream cake. What is not to enjoy? It's ice cream!
As for Buffy, the four of us jumped right into the beginning of the sixth season of the show. It's amazing to think how quickly we have gone through so many seasons already. The episodes we watched included: "Bargaining" part 1 and 2, about the resurrection of Buffy as she takes on a demon motorcycle gang; "After Life" about a demon brought back along with the resurrection of Buffy; and "Flooded" about Buffy's growing financial problems as well as the introduction of the geeky Jonathan, Warren and Andrew as evil criminal masterminds.
Of the four episodes, "Bargaining" probably had the best moment when Tara gave Giles a little monster and said "Grrr... Argh!", which is the same sound made by the "Mutant Enemy" monster at the end of the Buffy credits.
Truth be told, I am not the biggest fan of the sixth season. Don't get me wrong, it was still good. I just happened to like the other seasons better.
Anyway, it was all good. Interestingly enough, after the four episodes of Buffy, we also caught an episode of an episode of Batman: The Brave and The Bold. Normally, we don't watch the show. This time, however, the episode featured none other than Neil Patrick Harris as the evil Music Meister. So basically, the entire show was a musical. It was great!
All in all, it was a fun night.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
I Suck At Installing A Garage Door Opener
Today has been a good day.
With this being the week of Karen's birthday, we decided to celebrate with dinner at one of our favorite restaurants: Not Your Average Joe's located in Norwell. Today was the only feasible night to go out for dinner as we both have plans for the remainder of the week. Karen even has plans of a non-birthday nature on the actual day of her birthday. So today it was.
Needless to say, Not Your Average Joe's was delicious. We both had the specials: Karen had the cranberry-teriyaki chicken with butternut squash cannellonis; I had the grilled pork tenderloin drizzled with a cider mustard sauce and served with sweet potato hash and spinach. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) Dinner was very good. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
The waitress even brought a sample of the ahi tuna wonton for us. I guess the Not Your Average Joe's location occasionally provides patrons with samples of their food throughout the week and today happened to be the ahi tuna wonton. (For anyone curious, the wonton was good... which probably comes as no surprise.)
Karen and I even had dessert at Not Your Average Joe's, which was a rarity. Usually, whenever Karen and I dine out, we end too full from the meal to have any dessert. But today, we left enough room for chocolate chunk pecan pie which was also on the special menu.
All in all, the entire meal was fabulous. Karen enjoyed it as well, which is good since it was for her birthday.
Following dinner, I got to work on a home improvement project that seems to have been around for quite some time: installing a garage door opener. Now, I suck at installing a garage door opener. Of course, this garage door opener should not be confused with the other garage door opener that I installed not too long ago. This garage door opener was for the other bay within the garage.
For anyone curious, Karen and I purchased our home over seven years ago. The house has a two car garage. Only one of the garage doors had an opener installed. Granted, the opener was ancient and loud, but it worked. Our intent when we purchased the house was, among the huge list of other home improvement projects, to install a garage door opener for the second bay.
Unfortunately, the second bay of the garage remained without an opener for quite some time... until now. We had removed the original garage door opener from the other bay a while ago. So for some time, neither of the doors had a garage door opener even though I had purchased a couple of openers a few years ago.
The garage door openers had simply remained in the garage collecting dust for several years. Needless to say, I recently became motivated enough to install one of the garage door openers where the original garage door opener for one of the bays was located. That was the easy part.
The hard part was installing the second garage door opener because the second bay was not set up to have one. Anyway, I spent a good number of days installing studs (like myself... Just kidding) into the walls, applying joint compound, sanding, painting, etc. just to get the garage bay ready for the installation of the garage door opener.
Everything was wired up and ready to go yesterday. All I had to do after dinner was to drill a couple of holes into the garage door and attach the door to the trolley arm. Needless to say, I was giddy with anticipation last night because I was so close to finally being able to cross off a project from my "to-do" list that has been there for several years.
Anyway, I drilled the holes and attached the door to the garage door opener. And now, our second bay has a functioning garage door opener! I am so excited. I must have clicked the button to open the garage door so many times... just so that I could watch the door slide up and down. Yes, I get amused easily.
It was a good day. And now, I can focus on the other major renovation that has been sitting idle for a while: our first floor bathroom. Ugh!
With this being the week of Karen's birthday, we decided to celebrate with dinner at one of our favorite restaurants: Not Your Average Joe's located in Norwell. Today was the only feasible night to go out for dinner as we both have plans for the remainder of the week. Karen even has plans of a non-birthday nature on the actual day of her birthday. So today it was.
Needless to say, Not Your Average Joe's was delicious. We both had the specials: Karen had the cranberry-teriyaki chicken with butternut squash cannellonis; I had the grilled pork tenderloin drizzled with a cider mustard sauce and served with sweet potato hash and spinach. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) Dinner was very good. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
The waitress even brought a sample of the ahi tuna wonton for us. I guess the Not Your Average Joe's location occasionally provides patrons with samples of their food throughout the week and today happened to be the ahi tuna wonton. (For anyone curious, the wonton was good... which probably comes as no surprise.)
Karen and I even had dessert at Not Your Average Joe's, which was a rarity. Usually, whenever Karen and I dine out, we end too full from the meal to have any dessert. But today, we left enough room for chocolate chunk pecan pie which was also on the special menu.
All in all, the entire meal was fabulous. Karen enjoyed it as well, which is good since it was for her birthday.
Following dinner, I got to work on a home improvement project that seems to have been around for quite some time: installing a garage door opener. Now, I suck at installing a garage door opener. Of course, this garage door opener should not be confused with the other garage door opener that I installed not too long ago. This garage door opener was for the other bay within the garage.
For anyone curious, Karen and I purchased our home over seven years ago. The house has a two car garage. Only one of the garage doors had an opener installed. Granted, the opener was ancient and loud, but it worked. Our intent when we purchased the house was, among the huge list of other home improvement projects, to install a garage door opener for the second bay.
Unfortunately, the second bay of the garage remained without an opener for quite some time... until now. We had removed the original garage door opener from the other bay a while ago. So for some time, neither of the doors had a garage door opener even though I had purchased a couple of openers a few years ago.
The garage door openers had simply remained in the garage collecting dust for several years. Needless to say, I recently became motivated enough to install one of the garage door openers where the original garage door opener for one of the bays was located. That was the easy part.
The hard part was installing the second garage door opener because the second bay was not set up to have one. Anyway, I spent a good number of days installing studs (like myself... Just kidding) into the walls, applying joint compound, sanding, painting, etc. just to get the garage bay ready for the installation of the garage door opener.
Everything was wired up and ready to go yesterday. All I had to do after dinner was to drill a couple of holes into the garage door and attach the door to the trolley arm. Needless to say, I was giddy with anticipation last night because I was so close to finally being able to cross off a project from my "to-do" list that has been there for several years.
Anyway, I drilled the holes and attached the door to the garage door opener. And now, our second bay has a functioning garage door opener! I am so excited. I must have clicked the button to open the garage door so many times... just so that I could watch the door slide up and down. Yes, I get amused easily.
It was a good day. And now, I can focus on the other major renovation that has been sitting idle for a while: our first floor bathroom. Ugh!
Monday, October 26, 2009
I Suck At Hammering
I suck at hammering.
Today, I did something that I have not done in a very long time: I hit my finger with a hammer. Obviously, it was not on purpose.
After coming home, I was working on installing our second garage door opener. As I was running the wiring for the second garage door opener, I was hammering the staples into the wall. And then... OUCH!
In my haste, the hammer met my finger. So now, the base of my fingernail is black. And my finger is still a little tingly. I absolutely hate that feeling. I don't remember the last time I have hit my finger with a hammer. I know I have done it before... a long time ago. The throbbing of my finger annoys me. Just looking at my finger and seeing the bruise under my fingernail annoys me. Ugh!
Today, I did something that I have not done in a very long time: I hit my finger with a hammer. Obviously, it was not on purpose.
After coming home, I was working on installing our second garage door opener. As I was running the wiring for the second garage door opener, I was hammering the staples into the wall. And then... OUCH!
In my haste, the hammer met my finger. So now, the base of my fingernail is black. And my finger is still a little tingly. I absolutely hate that feeling. I don't remember the last time I have hit my finger with a hammer. I know I have done it before... a long time ago. The throbbing of my finger annoys me. Just looking at my finger and seeing the bruise under my fingernail annoys me. Ugh!
I Suck At Kimball Farm
In an act of spontaneity, Karen and I visited the great city of Lowell on Sunday. After all, as the saying goes... there is a lot to like about Lowell. I'm not exactly sure what there is to like yet, but I'm sure some day I will find out.
If you like marching bands and all of that, Sunday in Lowell would have been right up your alley. It turns out that the Massachusetts Instrumental and Choral Conductors Association (MICCA) was having an event in Lowell. Karen and I happened to stumble upon MICCA on our spontaneous trek to visit Karen's cousin (Karlene) and Karlene's husband (Tommy).
Karen and I decided to visit Karlene and Tommy since we had not seen them in quite some time. The spontaneous visit included lunch (or as Karen, Karlene and Tommy referred to it as... dinner... even though it was at 1pm). Lunch/Dinner was good. Karen and I brought a roast for lunch. As an interesting side note, Karen and I also learned how to make gravy. Neither one of us have ever made gravy from scratch. It seemed like a rather simple process. Maybe we'll be able to duplicate it some time.
Following lunch/dinner, the four of us headed to Westford. What is in Westford? None other than Kimball Farm. (See, even people who live in Lowell leave Lowell for ice cream.)
Now, I suck at Kimball Farm. I have not had their ice cream in quite some time. I must say, I do enjoy their home made ice cream. It is so delicious. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) In fact, Kimball's might be my gold standard for ice cream.
Anyway, it turns out that Sunday was the last day the ice cream stand was going to be opened. Apparently, after a certain date, the Kimball Farm stops making ice cream and sells as much of its inventory as it can. Being the last day of the ice cream stand, the flavors were very limited.
I, however, was lucky enough to have the apple crisp with ice cream. It was very delicious. And with the dollar off all items on its last day, it became very reasonably priced. It was so good.
The only drawback, however, of the Kimball Farm experience on Sunday was... well... another patron and his proximity to my personal space. While waiting in line, I looked behind me and was surprised to see some gentleman... right behind me. Literally, right behind me.
Thinking nothing of it at first, I stepped forward a little in line. That was big mistake number 1. Unfortunately, my act of moving forward only made the gentleman behind me move forward... and closer to me.
Thinking it was just my imagination, I looked at the other lines of patrons... measuring the distance between the people as they waited in line. I then overtly looked back to measure the distance between me and this gentleman. Had this been prison, I would have been afraid to drop the soap.
Anyway, I even elbowed the gentleman behind a couple of times. My elbowing was not on purpose. It was hard not to elbow him because he was that close to me. Naturally, I thought that perhaps that would give some indication on the physical distance between us. Sadly... the gentleman did not catch on.
I was not the only one who noticed the whole physical space thing. Karen, Karlene, and Tommy also had a little experience with the gentleman. Eventually, we got our ice cream and left the line.
I'm big on space. I guess that's why I like to sprawl out on any given couch. All in all, Kimball's was fun. Thinking about the absurdity of the situation makes me chuckle.
Needless to say, it was a good time... being spontaneous and all. Although truth be told, it was not that spontaneous. The spontaneous plans were actually for Saturday, but Karlene and Tommy had other plans on Saturday. As they were busy, the plans were changed to Sunday. But it was all good.
Oh yes. The other noteworthy thing for Sunday was the ride home. In what is yet another reason not to like Lowell: traffic from Lowell to Norwell. Traffic was awful. It took forever to get home.
Karen and I experienced something similar when we were being spontaneous and visited my BFF (Kerry) in Salem one day... which also happened to be on a Sunday. Perhaps Karen and I should not be spontaneous on Sundays... or perhaps we should not drive north of Boston on Sundays. Stupid traffic.
If you like marching bands and all of that, Sunday in Lowell would have been right up your alley. It turns out that the Massachusetts Instrumental and Choral Conductors Association (MICCA) was having an event in Lowell. Karen and I happened to stumble upon MICCA on our spontaneous trek to visit Karen's cousin (Karlene) and Karlene's husband (Tommy).
Karen and I decided to visit Karlene and Tommy since we had not seen them in quite some time. The spontaneous visit included lunch (or as Karen, Karlene and Tommy referred to it as... dinner... even though it was at 1pm). Lunch/Dinner was good. Karen and I brought a roast for lunch. As an interesting side note, Karen and I also learned how to make gravy. Neither one of us have ever made gravy from scratch. It seemed like a rather simple process. Maybe we'll be able to duplicate it some time.
Following lunch/dinner, the four of us headed to Westford. What is in Westford? None other than Kimball Farm. (See, even people who live in Lowell leave Lowell for ice cream.)
Now, I suck at Kimball Farm. I have not had their ice cream in quite some time. I must say, I do enjoy their home made ice cream. It is so delicious. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) In fact, Kimball's might be my gold standard for ice cream.
Anyway, it turns out that Sunday was the last day the ice cream stand was going to be opened. Apparently, after a certain date, the Kimball Farm stops making ice cream and sells as much of its inventory as it can. Being the last day of the ice cream stand, the flavors were very limited.
I, however, was lucky enough to have the apple crisp with ice cream. It was very delicious. And with the dollar off all items on its last day, it became very reasonably priced. It was so good.
The only drawback, however, of the Kimball Farm experience on Sunday was... well... another patron and his proximity to my personal space. While waiting in line, I looked behind me and was surprised to see some gentleman... right behind me. Literally, right behind me.
Thinking nothing of it at first, I stepped forward a little in line. That was big mistake number 1. Unfortunately, my act of moving forward only made the gentleman behind me move forward... and closer to me.
Thinking it was just my imagination, I looked at the other lines of patrons... measuring the distance between the people as they waited in line. I then overtly looked back to measure the distance between me and this gentleman. Had this been prison, I would have been afraid to drop the soap.
Anyway, I even elbowed the gentleman behind a couple of times. My elbowing was not on purpose. It was hard not to elbow him because he was that close to me. Naturally, I thought that perhaps that would give some indication on the physical distance between us. Sadly... the gentleman did not catch on.
I was not the only one who noticed the whole physical space thing. Karen, Karlene, and Tommy also had a little experience with the gentleman. Eventually, we got our ice cream and left the line.
I'm big on space. I guess that's why I like to sprawl out on any given couch. All in all, Kimball's was fun. Thinking about the absurdity of the situation makes me chuckle.
Needless to say, it was a good time... being spontaneous and all. Although truth be told, it was not that spontaneous. The spontaneous plans were actually for Saturday, but Karlene and Tommy had other plans on Saturday. As they were busy, the plans were changed to Sunday. But it was all good.
Oh yes. The other noteworthy thing for Sunday was the ride home. In what is yet another reason not to like Lowell: traffic from Lowell to Norwell. Traffic was awful. It took forever to get home.
Karen and I experienced something similar when we were being spontaneous and visited my BFF (Kerry) in Salem one day... which also happened to be on a Sunday. Perhaps Karen and I should not be spontaneous on Sundays... or perhaps we should not drive north of Boston on Sundays. Stupid traffic.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
I Suck At Craft Fairs
Today has been a rarity. Generally, Karen and I have some sort of thing going on in terms of plans. Today... we had nothing. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Perhaps it was the rainy weather. So naturally, what do we end up doing today?
We ended up at a craft fair. Now, I suck at craft fairs. I find craft fairs... well... boring. If someone could craft an electronic gizmo with flashing lights or something (because I am attracted to shiny objects), then I might be more interested. Hmm. Perhaps they should have invention fairs or something. That would be a lot more fun than the average craft fair.
The craft fair that Karen and I attended was located in Braintree... within a church to be exact. For anyone curious, the church was St. Francis of Assisi. And if you are really curious, St. Francis of Assisi founded the Order of Friars Minor... or more commonly referred to as Franciscans. He is also the patron saint of animals, the environment, and Italy.
I think it would be neat to be a patron saint. Maybe someday I could be St. Mike of Norwell or Quincy. I have no idea what I would be the patron saint of. Maybe I could be the patron saint of something stupid... like giggles. The patron saint of instigation? Unfortunately, I have original sin in the eyes of the righteous and pious, so my dreams of sainthood are probably slim.
Anyway, the craft fair was pretty small... which is good. Karen loves craft fairs. I would not be attending one were it not for her. After all, most of the stuff at craft fairs seem like clutter to me. Naturally, Karen wanted to get a piece of clutter. So she did. I'm so thrilled...
We ended up at a craft fair. Now, I suck at craft fairs. I find craft fairs... well... boring. If someone could craft an electronic gizmo with flashing lights or something (because I am attracted to shiny objects), then I might be more interested. Hmm. Perhaps they should have invention fairs or something. That would be a lot more fun than the average craft fair.
The craft fair that Karen and I attended was located in Braintree... within a church to be exact. For anyone curious, the church was St. Francis of Assisi. And if you are really curious, St. Francis of Assisi founded the Order of Friars Minor... or more commonly referred to as Franciscans. He is also the patron saint of animals, the environment, and Italy.
I think it would be neat to be a patron saint. Maybe someday I could be St. Mike of Norwell or Quincy. I have no idea what I would be the patron saint of. Maybe I could be the patron saint of something stupid... like giggles. The patron saint of instigation? Unfortunately, I have original sin in the eyes of the righteous and pious, so my dreams of sainthood are probably slim.
Anyway, the craft fair was pretty small... which is good. Karen loves craft fairs. I would not be attending one were it not for her. After all, most of the stuff at craft fairs seem like clutter to me. Naturally, Karen wanted to get a piece of clutter. So she did. I'm so thrilled...
Friday, October 23, 2009
I Suck At Longhorn Steakhouse
Tonight, Karen and I decided to be adventurous. Okay, maybe we weren't really too adventurous. It being a Friday night, we decided to go out for dinner at the Longhorn Steakhouse in Pembroke.
Now I suck at Longhorn Steakhouse. We have never been to the Longhorn Steakhouse in Pembroke. We have been to other restaurant locations, just not the Pembroke location. One of the reasons why we have not been to the Pembroke location is that Karen rarely craves red meat... at least enough to go out to a restaurant for it.
It just so happens that we were in the Pembroke tonight visiting my favorite home improvement store, Lowe's. Technically, even that is not totally the reason why we were in Pembroke.
The reason why happened to be in Pembroke is because we were getting gas at Stop & Shop. We generally do not get gas at Stop & Shop. It just so happens that, like any card that has a point system, you accrue a certain amount of points within a given amount of time for each purchase made.
For Stop & Shop, the accrued points go towards a discount off of gasoline. Rather than waste what Karen and I had built up in our Stop & Shop points, we decided to get gas in Pembroke before the points expired. Thus, we were in Pembroke solely for the purpose of getting gas.
As we were both hungry, we decided to eat at the Longhorn Steakhouse as it is located right next to the Stop & Shop. It was a matter of convenience.
Anyway, the meal at Longhorn Steakhouse was delicious. Karen and I started off with the firecracker chicken wraps, which reminded me a little of Chili's southwestern egg rolls. Regardless, it was good. From there, I had the special which consisted of scallops wrapped in bacon and sirloin steak. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.)
The steak was delicious. The scallops were awesome. (I do enjoy scallops... cooked... uncooked... it probably wouldn't matter.) Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed my meal. I even had strawberry lemonade since I have been on a lemonade kick of late.
All in all, it was a truly good meal. I would definitely go back.
Now I suck at Longhorn Steakhouse. We have never been to the Longhorn Steakhouse in Pembroke. We have been to other restaurant locations, just not the Pembroke location. One of the reasons why we have not been to the Pembroke location is that Karen rarely craves red meat... at least enough to go out to a restaurant for it.
It just so happens that we were in the Pembroke tonight visiting my favorite home improvement store, Lowe's. Technically, even that is not totally the reason why we were in Pembroke.
The reason why happened to be in Pembroke is because we were getting gas at Stop & Shop. We generally do not get gas at Stop & Shop. It just so happens that, like any card that has a point system, you accrue a certain amount of points within a given amount of time for each purchase made.
For Stop & Shop, the accrued points go towards a discount off of gasoline. Rather than waste what Karen and I had built up in our Stop & Shop points, we decided to get gas in Pembroke before the points expired. Thus, we were in Pembroke solely for the purpose of getting gas.
As we were both hungry, we decided to eat at the Longhorn Steakhouse as it is located right next to the Stop & Shop. It was a matter of convenience.
Anyway, the meal at Longhorn Steakhouse was delicious. Karen and I started off with the firecracker chicken wraps, which reminded me a little of Chili's southwestern egg rolls. Regardless, it was good. From there, I had the special which consisted of scallops wrapped in bacon and sirloin steak. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.)
The steak was delicious. The scallops were awesome. (I do enjoy scallops... cooked... uncooked... it probably wouldn't matter.) Needless to say, I thoroughly enjoyed my meal. I even had strawberry lemonade since I have been on a lemonade kick of late.
All in all, it was a truly good meal. I would definitely go back.
I Suck At Making Lemonade
As the saying goes "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade". According to web, many people have attributed this saying to the American writer and lecturer, Dale Carnegie. Unfortunately, I suck at making lemonade.
Awhile ago, Karen was feeling nauseated due to the pregnancy. In an effort to make her feel better, the doctors recommended that she drink water with lemons. Apparently, there are many benefits to drinking water with lemons. Among those benefits is relieving nausea.
According to Life Mojo (it was just a quick Google search), the top 10 benefits of drinking lemon water include:
My friend (Jen) would probably be happy to know about its dental benefits seeing as how she has a thing for her dentist.
Anyway, Karen had gotten a bunch of lemons to help with her nausea. Unfortunately, she only used a couple of the lemons from the bag of lemons. And thus, the lemons sat and sat on our kitchen counter. In fact, the lemons started to get a little soft. So what is one to do with a bag of lemons?
Well, I decided to take a stab at making lemonade... like the saying goes. Apparently, all it takes to make lemonade is sugar, water, and lemons. Easy. The hardest part was squeezing the juice out of the lemons because Karen and I don't have a juicer. (That was also the messiest part of making lemonade.)
I got the recipe from Simply Recipes. There was a recipe from Paula Deen, but I was afraid it would be involve a stick of butter or something crazy like that. So I opted for the simple recipe.
Quite surprisingly, the lemonade came out pretty good. I already am close to finishing the entire pitcher of lemonade that I made. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.)
Awhile ago, Karen was feeling nauseated due to the pregnancy. In an effort to make her feel better, the doctors recommended that she drink water with lemons. Apparently, there are many benefits to drinking water with lemons. Among those benefits is relieving nausea.
According to Life Mojo (it was just a quick Google search), the top 10 benefits of drinking lemon water include:
- Good for stomach
Lemon can help relieve many digestion problems when mixed with hot water. These include nausea, heartburn and parasites. Due to the digestive qualities of lemon juice, symptoms of indigestion such as heartburn, bloating and belching are relieved. By drinking lemon juice regularly, the bowels are aided in eliminating waste more efficiently. Lemon acts as a blood purifier and as a cleansing agent. The intake of lemon juice can cure constipation. It is even known to help relieve hiccups when consumed as a juice. Lemon juice acts as a liver tonic and helps you digest your food by helping your liver produce more bile. It decreases the amount of phlegm produced by your body. It is also thought to help dissolve gallstones. - Excellent for Skin Care
Lemon, being a natural antiseptic medicine, can participate to cure problems related to skin. Lemon is a vitamin C rich citrus fruit that enhances your beauty, by rejuvenating skin from within and thus bringing a glow on your face. Daily consumption of lemon water can make a huge difference in the appearance of your skin. It acts as an anti-aging remedy and can remove wrinkles and blackheads. Lemon water if applied on the areas of burns can fade the scars. As lemon is a cooling agent, it reduces the burning sensation on the skin. - Aids in Dental Care
Lemon water is used in dental care also. If fresh lemon juice is applied on the areas of toothache, it can assist in getting rid of the pain. The massages of lemon juice on gums can stop gum bleeding. It gives relief from bad smell and other problems related to gums. - Cures Throat Infections
Lemon is an excellent fruit that aids in fighting problems related to throat infections, sore throat and tonsillitis as it has an antibacterial property. For sore throat, dilute one-half lemon juice with one-half water and gargle frequently. - Good for Weight Loss
One of the major health benefits of drinking lemon water is that it paves way for losing weight faster, thus acting as a great weight loss remedy. If a person takes lemon juice mixed with lukewarm water and honey, it can reduce the body weight as well. - Controls High Blood Pressure
Lemon water works wonders for people having heart problem, owing to its high potassium content. It controls high blood pressure, dizziness, nausea as well as provides relaxation to mind and body. It also reduces mental stress and depression. - Assist in curing Respiratory Disorders
Lemon water assists in curing respiratory problems, along with breathing problems and revives a person suffering from asthma. - Good for treating Rheumatism
Lemon is also a diuretic and hence lemon water can treat rheumatism and arthritis. It helps to flush out bacteria and toxins out of the body. - Reduces Fever
Lemon water can treat a person who is suffering from cold, flu or fever. It helps to break fever by increasing perspiration. - Acts as a blood purifier
The diseases like cholera or malaria can be treated with lemon water as it can act as a blood purifier.
My friend (Jen) would probably be happy to know about its dental benefits seeing as how she has a thing for her dentist.
Anyway, Karen had gotten a bunch of lemons to help with her nausea. Unfortunately, she only used a couple of the lemons from the bag of lemons. And thus, the lemons sat and sat on our kitchen counter. In fact, the lemons started to get a little soft. So what is one to do with a bag of lemons?
Well, I decided to take a stab at making lemonade... like the saying goes. Apparently, all it takes to make lemonade is sugar, water, and lemons. Easy. The hardest part was squeezing the juice out of the lemons because Karen and I don't have a juicer. (That was also the messiest part of making lemonade.)
I got the recipe from Simply Recipes. There was a recipe from Paula Deen, but I was afraid it would be involve a stick of butter or something crazy like that. So I opted for the simple recipe.
Quite surprisingly, the lemonade came out pretty good. I already am close to finishing the entire pitcher of lemonade that I made. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I Suck At Veronica Mars
My BFF (Kerry) spent another night at our house because the training class that she is attending in nearby Bridgewater continues till tomorrow. I enjoy it when Kerry spends the night. It's almost like having a roommate. I guess you could say it's like that television show, Three's Company... except that hilarity does not ensue after some sort of misunderstanding.
Anyway, I had fun today. Karen and I cooked up some pasta for dinner. And like a good roommate, Kerry did the dishes. She did not have to do the dishes, but Kerry did them nonetheless. Apparently Kerry and I share the same dislike of having dirty dishes in the sink.
Needless to say, the dinner was quick and easy, which was great because on the agenda for tonight: more episodes of the third and final season of Veronica Mars. Now, I suck at Veronica Mars.
So far, I am enjoying the third season even if it is currently not as good as its previous seasons. It turns out, environmental guru Ed Begley, Jr. appears in the third season as a dean at Veronica's college. Who knew? Probably the main thing I dislike thus far about the third season is the new opening credits. The usual theme "We Used To Be Friends" by the Dandy Warhols has been slowed down considerably.
Other than that, the third season has been okay. I think what makes the show even more enjoyable is actually hanging out and watching the series with Karen and Kerry. It definitely has been fun to watch the show with Kerry.
Anyway, I had fun today. Karen and I cooked up some pasta for dinner. And like a good roommate, Kerry did the dishes. She did not have to do the dishes, but Kerry did them nonetheless. Apparently Kerry and I share the same dislike of having dirty dishes in the sink.
Needless to say, the dinner was quick and easy, which was great because on the agenda for tonight: more episodes of the third and final season of Veronica Mars. Now, I suck at Veronica Mars.
So far, I am enjoying the third season even if it is currently not as good as its previous seasons. It turns out, environmental guru Ed Begley, Jr. appears in the third season as a dean at Veronica's college. Who knew? Probably the main thing I dislike thus far about the third season is the new opening credits. The usual theme "We Used To Be Friends" by the Dandy Warhols has been slowed down considerably.
Other than that, the third season has been okay. I think what makes the show even more enjoyable is actually hanging out and watching the series with Karen and Kerry. It definitely has been fun to watch the show with Kerry.
I Suck At Ultrasounds
Today has been a pretty good day.
This afternoon, I attended Karen's appointment with South Shore Hospital. On the agenda for the appointment: an ultrasound. Now I suck at ultrasounds. I always find ultrasounds so fascinating. I sometimes wonder what the ultrasound machines must have looked like in the past, because now they are the slimmest machines. The miracles of modern science...
For anyone curious, Karen is officially pregnant. This week marks the nearing of the completion of the first trimester. And generally with the end of first trimester, people start telling people. So to follow suit... Karen is pregnant!
To say that I am ecstatic is an understatement (assuming it is mine). I'm just kidding. Of course it's mine. And really, what is there not to be excited about? Today, I got to see the baby via ultrasound. The amazing thing with ultrasound is that you can see the heart beating... the skeletal structure... everything. It's truly amazing.
Truth be told, I did get a little emotional when I saw the ultrasound. After everything that happened with our first son (Braden), who passed away a week after being born prematurely, I was overcome with that feeling of joy to be lucky enough to conceive again. And like I said, seeing the heart beating and all of that was just amazing.
By no means has my grieving ended for Braden. Seeing the ultrasound was just one of those bright spots in my life where things are not all gloom and doom in my world. If my friend (Aimee) were here next to me, I would tell her that "The Cure is God". For anyone curious, Aimee was a big fan of the musical group known as The Cure when we were growing up. At the time, I had poked fun of their music by saying it was depressing music. With Aimee being the hardcore fan of The Cure, it eventually led to the phrase "The Cure is God". (The phrase has nothing to do with devout religious fanatics.)
Anyway, I guess one of the ways to look at Braden's passing is that... well, he gave his mommy and daddy the greatest gift he could... his life... so that he could tell us that mommy needed some help with bearing children. Sure, it's not the greatest way to look at things, but in a world where people need answers... the heroic outlook may have to suffice.
Naturally, I am now a stress ball with this pregnancy. I just want things to work out this time around. My stress will probably not be good for the baby. Heck, my stress and worrying probably won't even be good for Karen as I try to take on too many things in an effort to decrease her normal workload around the house.
Stress aside, I did enjoy seeing the ultrasound. It was a good feeling to see the baby and to know that Braden would theoretically having a sibling. (I probably won't speak in definites in regards to the baby until the nine months are over.) And what better way to follow a good time than an opportunity to hang out with my BFF (Kerry)?
Kerry asked if she could stay over since she has an early training class tomorrow morning in nearby Bridgewater. As usual, it's always great to see Kerry. And of course, with Kerry spending the night, the three of us started season three of Veronica Mars. Veronica Mars is such a good show! I will be disappointed when we finish the final season of the show. As it is now, I have forgotten some of the things that happened the previous seasons.
Veronica Mars was definitely a great way to end the night. Today was a good day...
This afternoon, I attended Karen's appointment with South Shore Hospital. On the agenda for the appointment: an ultrasound. Now I suck at ultrasounds. I always find ultrasounds so fascinating. I sometimes wonder what the ultrasound machines must have looked like in the past, because now they are the slimmest machines. The miracles of modern science...
For anyone curious, Karen is officially pregnant. This week marks the nearing of the completion of the first trimester. And generally with the end of first trimester, people start telling people. So to follow suit... Karen is pregnant!
To say that I am ecstatic is an understatement (assuming it is mine). I'm just kidding. Of course it's mine. And really, what is there not to be excited about? Today, I got to see the baby via ultrasound. The amazing thing with ultrasound is that you can see the heart beating... the skeletal structure... everything. It's truly amazing.
Truth be told, I did get a little emotional when I saw the ultrasound. After everything that happened with our first son (Braden), who passed away a week after being born prematurely, I was overcome with that feeling of joy to be lucky enough to conceive again. And like I said, seeing the heart beating and all of that was just amazing.
By no means has my grieving ended for Braden. Seeing the ultrasound was just one of those bright spots in my life where things are not all gloom and doom in my world. If my friend (Aimee) were here next to me, I would tell her that "The Cure is God". For anyone curious, Aimee was a big fan of the musical group known as The Cure when we were growing up. At the time, I had poked fun of their music by saying it was depressing music. With Aimee being the hardcore fan of The Cure, it eventually led to the phrase "The Cure is God". (The phrase has nothing to do with devout religious fanatics.)
Anyway, I guess one of the ways to look at Braden's passing is that... well, he gave his mommy and daddy the greatest gift he could... his life... so that he could tell us that mommy needed some help with bearing children. Sure, it's not the greatest way to look at things, but in a world where people need answers... the heroic outlook may have to suffice.
Naturally, I am now a stress ball with this pregnancy. I just want things to work out this time around. My stress will probably not be good for the baby. Heck, my stress and worrying probably won't even be good for Karen as I try to take on too many things in an effort to decrease her normal workload around the house.
Stress aside, I did enjoy seeing the ultrasound. It was a good feeling to see the baby and to know that Braden would theoretically having a sibling. (I probably won't speak in definites in regards to the baby until the nine months are over.) And what better way to follow a good time than an opportunity to hang out with my BFF (Kerry)?
Kerry asked if she could stay over since she has an early training class tomorrow morning in nearby Bridgewater. As usual, it's always great to see Kerry. And of course, with Kerry spending the night, the three of us started season three of Veronica Mars. Veronica Mars is such a good show! I will be disappointed when we finish the final season of the show. As it is now, I have forgotten some of the things that happened the previous seasons.
Veronica Mars was definitely a great way to end the night. Today was a good day...
Monday, October 19, 2009
I Suck At The Fours
Tonight, Karen and I decided to dine out. The location: The Fours in Norwell. Now, I suck at the Fours.
I haven't been to the Fours since August 2. For anyone curious, I just looked through my past blog posts. It's handy having a blog to remember what you did. Who needs crossword puzzles to keep you mentally sharp? Not me!
Anyway, we did not purposely plan on dining at the Fours. Karen was working late at her regular job. When she got off of work, she had to run an errand for her volunteer duties. (Karen volunteers with the Norwell Public Library.)
Apparently, as a means of fund-raising, the Friends of the Norwell Public Library (which is what Karen volunteers with) are raffling off baskets. Among the prizes in one of the baskets is a gift certificate to a restaurant. And you guessed it... that restaurant is the Fours in Norwell.
So since we were already at the Fours picking up the gift certificate, we figured that we would also grab dinner there. After all, by the time we got to the Fours it was rather late and we were both starving.
Sure, it may have seemed a little sketchy: picking up a donated gift certificate only to eat there immediately after picking it up. Like I told Karen, it was the best gift certificate we ever used at the Fours. Just kidding. Of course we did not use the gift certificate. Although, the staff there did joke with us about it.
Anyway, the Fours was delicious. I had a gorgonzola burger. The burger tasted great. Of course, at that point, anything would have tasted great because both Karen and I were starving. And as a side note, every time I think of a gorgonzola burger, I think of Medusa... for no reason other than the fact that "gorgon" is contained within the word gorgonzola. For you Greek mythology buffs, Medusa... and her hair of snakes... is a gorgon. She also could turn people to stone with a gaze. I guess you could call Medusa a "butterface".
Regardless, Karen and I also had the appetizer known as "The Dip". The dip consists of artichokes, spinach, peppers, gruyere (whatever that is), and mozzarella cheese. That too was pretty delicious.
All in all, the meal was very good. Best certificate we ever used... Just kidding.
I haven't been to the Fours since August 2. For anyone curious, I just looked through my past blog posts. It's handy having a blog to remember what you did. Who needs crossword puzzles to keep you mentally sharp? Not me!
Anyway, we did not purposely plan on dining at the Fours. Karen was working late at her regular job. When she got off of work, she had to run an errand for her volunteer duties. (Karen volunteers with the Norwell Public Library.)
Apparently, as a means of fund-raising, the Friends of the Norwell Public Library (which is what Karen volunteers with) are raffling off baskets. Among the prizes in one of the baskets is a gift certificate to a restaurant. And you guessed it... that restaurant is the Fours in Norwell.
So since we were already at the Fours picking up the gift certificate, we figured that we would also grab dinner there. After all, by the time we got to the Fours it was rather late and we were both starving.
Sure, it may have seemed a little sketchy: picking up a donated gift certificate only to eat there immediately after picking it up. Like I told Karen, it was the best gift certificate we ever used at the Fours. Just kidding. Of course we did not use the gift certificate. Although, the staff there did joke with us about it.
Anyway, the Fours was delicious. I had a gorgonzola burger. The burger tasted great. Of course, at that point, anything would have tasted great because both Karen and I were starving. And as a side note, every time I think of a gorgonzola burger, I think of Medusa... for no reason other than the fact that "gorgon" is contained within the word gorgonzola. For you Greek mythology buffs, Medusa... and her hair of snakes... is a gorgon. She also could turn people to stone with a gaze. I guess you could call Medusa a "butterface".
Regardless, Karen and I also had the appetizer known as "The Dip". The dip consists of artichokes, spinach, peppers, gruyere (whatever that is), and mozzarella cheese. That too was pretty delicious.
All in all, the meal was very good. Best certificate we ever used... Just kidding.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
I Suck At Hanging Out With Pam
Today, Karen and I had breakfast with my friend (Pam). Pam, who currently lives in Bon Jovi's home state of New Jersey, was up visiting for the weekend. Thus, Pam wanted to get together and hang out while she was here.
Unfortunately, I suck at hanging out with Pam. The plan was to hang out over some pancakes for breakfast at her parents' house. Originally, my friend (Jen) was also supposed to join in on the festivities, but a game time decision prevented Jen from joining in. (Jen was not feeling well.)
Nevertheless, Karen and I headed over to Pam's parents' house. As it turned out, Pam's mother made breakfast for us. What a good deal! Karen and I brought some rolls and raspberries, the latter of which turned out to be a hit with Pam's children.
Speaking of Pam's children, I may have hit it off with Pam's little daughter (Keira). Granted, I probably have only met Keira a couple of times. Nonetheless, I received a big hug from her when Karen and I left. What can I say? Chicks dig me. Just kidding.
Of course, one of the reasons why Keira may have enjoyed my company... aside from my infectious giggle... is that I played with her. After coming out of the bathroom, Keira reached up for me as though she wanted to be picked up. Naturally, I obliged. From there, I may have lifted her off the ground a couple... several... times.
Interestingly enough, the act reminded me of my BFF (Kerry). In high school, my friend (Greg) used to pick Kerry up and spin her around. Maybe it's a guy thing... we spin chicks... that's what we do. (And truth be told, I may have been guilty of picking up Karen a few times and spinning her as well.)
Needless to say, I think Keira enjoyed being lifted off the ground numerous times. After all, I was surprised as any when she gave me a hug good bye. Again, I have only met her a couple of times. She didn't give Karen a hug. (Chicks dig me...)
All in all, it was good to see Pam. Her mother did a great job cooking too. Thanks Pam's mom!
Unfortunately, I suck at hanging out with Pam. The plan was to hang out over some pancakes for breakfast at her parents' house. Originally, my friend (Jen) was also supposed to join in on the festivities, but a game time decision prevented Jen from joining in. (Jen was not feeling well.)
Nevertheless, Karen and I headed over to Pam's parents' house. As it turned out, Pam's mother made breakfast for us. What a good deal! Karen and I brought some rolls and raspberries, the latter of which turned out to be a hit with Pam's children.
Speaking of Pam's children, I may have hit it off with Pam's little daughter (Keira). Granted, I probably have only met Keira a couple of times. Nonetheless, I received a big hug from her when Karen and I left. What can I say? Chicks dig me. Just kidding.
Of course, one of the reasons why Keira may have enjoyed my company... aside from my infectious giggle... is that I played with her. After coming out of the bathroom, Keira reached up for me as though she wanted to be picked up. Naturally, I obliged. From there, I may have lifted her off the ground a couple... several... times.
Interestingly enough, the act reminded me of my BFF (Kerry). In high school, my friend (Greg) used to pick Kerry up and spin her around. Maybe it's a guy thing... we spin chicks... that's what we do. (And truth be told, I may have been guilty of picking up Karen a few times and spinning her as well.)
Needless to say, I think Keira enjoyed being lifted off the ground numerous times. After all, I was surprised as any when she gave me a hug good bye. Again, I have only met her a couple of times. She didn't give Karen a hug. (Chicks dig me...)
All in all, it was good to see Pam. Her mother did a great job cooking too. Thanks Pam's mom!
I Suck At Celebrating My Friend's Birthday
Yesterday, Karen and I went to a birthday party. On Friday, it was my friend's (Kelley) birthday. Happy birthday Kelley! So, in honor of Kelley, my friend (Marc) organized a little get together with a bunch of friends.
For some time, my friends and I have celebrated each of our birthdays within our circle of friends. The birthday celebrations generally run from August to January. October happens to be Kelley's (and Karen's) month. The past few years, we have combined birthdays because it was easier to get everyone together at one time, especially when it comes to the month of December, where in addition to the birthdays there are holiday parties and whatnot.
This month, however, we were just going to celebrate Kelley's birthday in October. (Karen was not big on celebrating her birthday this year.) Originally, the plan that was being tossed around for Kelley's birthday celebration was a sleepover party. That idea seemed to be quite popular at the time. Unfortunately, the plan did not stick. Oh well. My visions of a pajama pillow fight will just have to wait...
Oh, and before I forget... happy belated birthday to my friend (Aimee)! Aimee's birthday also happens to be in October. It's too bad I suck at celebrating my friend's birthday. Happy birthday anyway!
Anyway, as usual the birthday celebration was fun. It is always good to see everyone. In addition to Karen and I, my friends (Cass, Ellen, Garv, Leeann, Meredith, Doug, and Jen) were there, as was my BFF (Kerry), as well as Kelley's friend and fellow scavenger hunt teammate (Nancy).
Nancy must think that the whole bunch of us are nuts. She's funny though. With all the topics of conversation going around, I do wonder what Nancy thinks about all of us. She probably thinks we are all loons. Among the topics of conversation from the party: Doug's chainsawing in his sleep, the Boone/Zac Effron/[insert white person's name here] similarities, Garv's detailed knowledge of legalized prostitution in Amsterdam, and the apparent case that Karen and Kerry seemed to have been on separate vacations when they went to France together.
Needless to say, it was a great time. I had a blast. Watching Karen laugh so hard that she started to cry was worth it. For anyone curious, Karen was laughing at the flip-flop incident when her and Kerry were in France.
Anyway, it's always good to hang out with friends and be silly. I do look forward to these birthday celebrations.
For some time, my friends and I have celebrated each of our birthdays within our circle of friends. The birthday celebrations generally run from August to January. October happens to be Kelley's (and Karen's) month. The past few years, we have combined birthdays because it was easier to get everyone together at one time, especially when it comes to the month of December, where in addition to the birthdays there are holiday parties and whatnot.
This month, however, we were just going to celebrate Kelley's birthday in October. (Karen was not big on celebrating her birthday this year.) Originally, the plan that was being tossed around for Kelley's birthday celebration was a sleepover party. That idea seemed to be quite popular at the time. Unfortunately, the plan did not stick. Oh well. My visions of a pajama pillow fight will just have to wait...
Oh, and before I forget... happy belated birthday to my friend (Aimee)! Aimee's birthday also happens to be in October. It's too bad I suck at celebrating my friend's birthday. Happy birthday anyway!
Anyway, as usual the birthday celebration was fun. It is always good to see everyone. In addition to Karen and I, my friends (Cass, Ellen, Garv, Leeann, Meredith, Doug, and Jen) were there, as was my BFF (Kerry), as well as Kelley's friend and fellow scavenger hunt teammate (Nancy).
Nancy must think that the whole bunch of us are nuts. She's funny though. With all the topics of conversation going around, I do wonder what Nancy thinks about all of us. She probably thinks we are all loons. Among the topics of conversation from the party: Doug's chainsawing in his sleep, the Boone/Zac Effron/[insert white person's name here] similarities, Garv's detailed knowledge of legalized prostitution in Amsterdam, and the apparent case that Karen and Kerry seemed to have been on separate vacations when they went to France together.
Needless to say, it was a great time. I had a blast. Watching Karen laugh so hard that she started to cry was worth it. For anyone curious, Karen was laughing at the flip-flop incident when her and Kerry were in France.
Anyway, it's always good to hang out with friends and be silly. I do look forward to these birthday celebrations.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I Suck At Hanging Out With Hot Amy
On Friday, Karen and I met up with my friend (Jen) for dinner. As Karen was craving the eggplant parmesan, we ended up eating at the Villa Rosa in Quincy. Karen, obviously had the eggplant parmesan, while I had the eggplant pizza.
I must say, the Villa Rosa does have delicious eggplant. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) Anyway, it was fun having dinner with Jen. I don't think I have had dinner with just Jen in quite some time. In fact, this weekend was going to be a Jen weekend as we had plans to see Jen every day of the weekend. (There's more to come on that.)
After dinner, the three of us headed over to the mean streets of Hough's Neck in Quincy to hang out with my other friend (Hot Amy). Now, I suck at hanging out with Hot Amy. Truth be told, I don't remember the last time I just hung out with Hot Amy. (I just looked back at my old blog posts and apparently the last time I hung out with Hot Amy was September 13th for the Endless Summer Waterfront Festival which is over a month ago.)
Hot Amy has been busy with things... like her budding Quincy public access television career. And apparently, this weekend she was going to Denver for a conference. (As a side note, I have always wanted to go to Denver, just to see how the mile high altitude would affect me.) Needless to say, Karen wanted to hang out with Hot Amy before she left for Denver.
Anyway, it was an interesting time. I got to see my favorite dogs: Ben and Jerry, both of whom look like they lost a little weight. I also had the pleasure of watching Hot Amy make hot chocolate. It is an interesting sight. After microwaving cups of hot water, Hot Amy pours in the chocolate powder mix from the pouch... and then practically wrings the pouch. It was bizarre, but I should not be surprised because it seems like something Hot Amy would do.
Among the other Hot Amy oddities for the night was the fact that she did not notice the huge sign on her house that was supporting one of Quincy's candidates for mayor. The sign was big... and located right by the front door. Yes, she is very observant. And for anyone curious, I still think my friend, Cass, would be a great mayor of Quincy. So this November... vote Cass for mayor!
Oh, and another thing that was slightly peculiar about Hot Amy was that she was bundled up like crazy. Did I mention it was rather warm in the house? I didn't think anyone else could be colder than Karen. I was apparently mistaken. And yet, Hot Amy still wonders why I had once referred to her as an oddball friend.
Needless to say, it was good catching up with Hot Amy again.
I must say, the Villa Rosa does have delicious eggplant. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) Anyway, it was fun having dinner with Jen. I don't think I have had dinner with just Jen in quite some time. In fact, this weekend was going to be a Jen weekend as we had plans to see Jen every day of the weekend. (There's more to come on that.)
After dinner, the three of us headed over to the mean streets of Hough's Neck in Quincy to hang out with my other friend (Hot Amy). Now, I suck at hanging out with Hot Amy. Truth be told, I don't remember the last time I just hung out with Hot Amy. (I just looked back at my old blog posts and apparently the last time I hung out with Hot Amy was September 13th for the Endless Summer Waterfront Festival which is over a month ago.)
Hot Amy has been busy with things... like her budding Quincy public access television career. And apparently, this weekend she was going to Denver for a conference. (As a side note, I have always wanted to go to Denver, just to see how the mile high altitude would affect me.) Needless to say, Karen wanted to hang out with Hot Amy before she left for Denver.
Anyway, it was an interesting time. I got to see my favorite dogs: Ben and Jerry, both of whom look like they lost a little weight. I also had the pleasure of watching Hot Amy make hot chocolate. It is an interesting sight. After microwaving cups of hot water, Hot Amy pours in the chocolate powder mix from the pouch... and then practically wrings the pouch. It was bizarre, but I should not be surprised because it seems like something Hot Amy would do.
Among the other Hot Amy oddities for the night was the fact that she did not notice the huge sign on her house that was supporting one of Quincy's candidates for mayor. The sign was big... and located right by the front door. Yes, she is very observant. And for anyone curious, I still think my friend, Cass, would be a great mayor of Quincy. So this November... vote Cass for mayor!
Oh, and another thing that was slightly peculiar about Hot Amy was that she was bundled up like crazy. Did I mention it was rather warm in the house? I didn't think anyone else could be colder than Karen. I was apparently mistaken. And yet, Hot Amy still wonders why I had once referred to her as an oddball friend.
Needless to say, it was good catching up with Hot Amy again.
I Suck At Angel
On Thursday, Karen and I hung out with my friends (Marc and Kelley). On the agenda for the night: the season 2 finale of Angel. Now, I suck at Angel.
I may be biased when I say this, but Angel is such a good show. The episodes that we watched were: "Over the Rainbow", "Through the Looking Glass", and "There's No Place Like Plrtz Glrb". All three episodes were about Angel and his friends in Lorne's home dimension of Pylea.
Among the more interesting tidbits of information concerning the episodes is that series creator, Joss Whedon, has a cameo in two of the episodes. Joss Whedon plays Numfar, the character who does various ridiculous dances in the background.
As well, Daniel Dae Kim (of Lost fame... and also the actor whom I would have play my friend, Sam, in the movie about Sam) also makes his debut on Angel as Gavin.
Needless to say, the episodes were great. I had a great time on Thursday. And really, what is there not to enjoy... especially when Kelley makes her special baked goods? Kelley made these delicious muffins with chocolate. They were very good. I could probably eat a dozen of them at one sitting. (As it was, I scarfed down two of them.)
I do love it when Kelley bakes. The muffins were a good way to cap off our dinner, which consisted of pulled pork sandwiches. Thanks to my good friends at McCormick, I was able to make pulled pork in a crock pot. Although not as legendary as the mac 'n cheese, the pulled pork was still good nonetheless.
But yum... Kelley's muffins...
I may be biased when I say this, but Angel is such a good show. The episodes that we watched were: "Over the Rainbow", "Through the Looking Glass", and "There's No Place Like Plrtz Glrb". All three episodes were about Angel and his friends in Lorne's home dimension of Pylea.
Among the more interesting tidbits of information concerning the episodes is that series creator, Joss Whedon, has a cameo in two of the episodes. Joss Whedon plays Numfar, the character who does various ridiculous dances in the background.
As well, Daniel Dae Kim (of Lost fame... and also the actor whom I would have play my friend, Sam, in the movie about Sam) also makes his debut on Angel as Gavin.
Needless to say, the episodes were great. I had a great time on Thursday. And really, what is there not to enjoy... especially when Kelley makes her special baked goods? Kelley made these delicious muffins with chocolate. They were very good. I could probably eat a dozen of them at one sitting. (As it was, I scarfed down two of them.)
I do love it when Kelley bakes. The muffins were a good way to cap off our dinner, which consisted of pulled pork sandwiches. Thanks to my good friends at McCormick, I was able to make pulled pork in a crock pot. Although not as legendary as the mac 'n cheese, the pulled pork was still good nonetheless.
But yum... Kelley's muffins...
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I Suck At Pride And Prejudice And Zombies
Some time ago, my friend (Kelley) lent me a book to read. That book: Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. Unfortunately, I suck at Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.
I have had the book for quite some time. I generally read the book when I am waiting for Karen at the MBTA station. Because of that, I have read very little portions of the book at a time. Luckily, the chapters are very short. So usually I am able to complete a couple of chapters before Karen arrives.
According to my friend, Wikipedia:
"The story follows the plot of Pride and Prejudice, but places the novel in an alternative universe version of Regency-era England where zombies roam the countryside. Described as the "stricken," "sorry stricken," "undead," "unmentionables," or just "zombies" (though the word "zombie" did not enter the English language until 1871), the deceased ancestors of England are generally viewed by the characters as a troublesome, albeit deadly, nuisance. Their presence alters the original plot of the story in both subtle and significant ways: Messages between houses are sometimes lost when the couriers are captured and eaten; characters openly discuss and judge the zombie-fighting abilities of others; women weigh the pros and cons of carrying a musket (it provides safety, but is considered "unladylike")."
The book was pretty good. I enjoyed it much more than my other recent readings (like the first two books of that god-awful series, Twilight). My only dislike about the novel is that I wish it had more zombies and less Pride and Prejudice. (There can never be too many zombies in a book.)
Nonetheless, the novel was a good read. I would recommend it to anyone.
I have had the book for quite some time. I generally read the book when I am waiting for Karen at the MBTA station. Because of that, I have read very little portions of the book at a time. Luckily, the chapters are very short. So usually I am able to complete a couple of chapters before Karen arrives.
According to my friend, Wikipedia:
"The story follows the plot of Pride and Prejudice, but places the novel in an alternative universe version of Regency-era England where zombies roam the countryside. Described as the "stricken," "sorry stricken," "undead," "unmentionables," or just "zombies" (though the word "zombie" did not enter the English language until 1871), the deceased ancestors of England are generally viewed by the characters as a troublesome, albeit deadly, nuisance. Their presence alters the original plot of the story in both subtle and significant ways: Messages between houses are sometimes lost when the couriers are captured and eaten; characters openly discuss and judge the zombie-fighting abilities of others; women weigh the pros and cons of carrying a musket (it provides safety, but is considered "unladylike")."
The book was pretty good. I enjoyed it much more than my other recent readings (like the first two books of that god-awful series, Twilight). My only dislike about the novel is that I wish it had more zombies and less Pride and Prejudice. (There can never be too many zombies in a book.)
Nonetheless, the novel was a good read. I would recommend it to anyone.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I Suck At The 100 Mile Challenge
Tonight, Karen and I watched a show that we had recorded on our DVR. Being regular viewers of the Planet Green channel, a particular show had caught our eye one day. So, we decided to give the show a try. That show: the 100 Mile Challenge.
(The video below is a trailer for the show.)
Now I suck at the 100 Mile Challenge. According to my friend, Wikipedia:
"The 100 Mile Challenge is a Canadian reality television series produced by Paperny Films and aired on Food Network Canada. The series follows the lives and eating habits of six families living in Mission, British Columbia who, for a period of 100 days, agreed to only consume food and drink that has been grown, raised and produced within a 100-mile (160 kilometer) radius from Mission. The series is based on the concept of local food consumption as described in the book The 100-Mile Diet authored by J.B. MacKinnon and Alisa Smith where the two authors describe their experience of eating locally for one full year."
Needless to say, the concept of the challenge was intriguing to me. And for those who know me, they know that I do enjoy challenges. Sadly, my friend (Hot Amy) and I have not had a challenge in quite a while. I am guessing that she is deathly afraid of challenging me due to her propensity for losing. And might I add... nothing quite boosts an ego like beating Hot Amy.
Anyway, the first episode of the show was good. One of the families partaking in the challenge already dropped out... after the first day. I give the other families credit though for sticking with the challenge. I am not sure that I could consume foods within 100 miles of where I live. I enjoy food too much. After all, I didn't get my svelte body eating bread and water. Just kidding.
By the way, if you are wondering what the show has to do with Planet Green, it's the food miles. Food miles are the miles it takes to get food from one location to another. The larger the miles, the more the planet is exposed to pollution from the transportation emissions and all of that. (Hence, an electric car would be pretty handy... zero emissions!)
Regardless, I enjoyed the first episode. I can't wait to see what happens next.
(The video below is a trailer for the show.)
Now I suck at the 100 Mile Challenge. According to my friend, Wikipedia:
"The 100 Mile Challenge is a Canadian reality television series produced by Paperny Films and aired on Food Network Canada. The series follows the lives and eating habits of six families living in Mission, British Columbia who, for a period of 100 days, agreed to only consume food and drink that has been grown, raised and produced within a 100-mile (160 kilometer) radius from Mission. The series is based on the concept of local food consumption as described in the book The 100-Mile Diet authored by J.B. MacKinnon and Alisa Smith where the two authors describe their experience of eating locally for one full year."
Needless to say, the concept of the challenge was intriguing to me. And for those who know me, they know that I do enjoy challenges. Sadly, my friend (Hot Amy) and I have not had a challenge in quite a while. I am guessing that she is deathly afraid of challenging me due to her propensity for losing. And might I add... nothing quite boosts an ego like beating Hot Amy.
Anyway, the first episode of the show was good. One of the families partaking in the challenge already dropped out... after the first day. I give the other families credit though for sticking with the challenge. I am not sure that I could consume foods within 100 miles of where I live. I enjoy food too much. After all, I didn't get my svelte body eating bread and water. Just kidding.
By the way, if you are wondering what the show has to do with Planet Green, it's the food miles. Food miles are the miles it takes to get food from one location to another. The larger the miles, the more the planet is exposed to pollution from the transportation emissions and all of that. (Hence, an electric car would be pretty handy... zero emissions!)
Regardless, I enjoyed the first episode. I can't wait to see what happens next.
I Suck At Bertucci's
Yesterday, Karen and I met my parents, my brother, my cousin (Betty) and her son (Marvin) for dinner. The restaurant: Bertucci's. Now, I suck at Bertucci's... although I must admit... I love their rolls.
Anyway, my family hardly goes out to eat. I think the main reason is because my parents would rather cook in the confines of their home. Plus, the unfamiliarity of non-Chinese food always places them out of their comfort zone. So, they usually bombard me with questions about whether a certain item on the menu tastes good and whatnot. And luckily for them, I have a hearty appetite so it's a good bet that I have tasted many of the entrees served at restaurants.
The special occasion yesterday for dinner was for my brother. My brother has been up from Texas... where the stars at night are big and bright... visiting for the week. As my brother was leaving today, the dinner would be sort of a farewell dinner for him from the family. So since the dinner was for my brother, my brother got to choose the restaurant of his choice, which ended up being Bertucci's. (Apparently, my brother chose Bertucci's because Texas does not have good pizza places.)
Needless to say, Bertucci's was delicious. I do thoroughly enjoy the pizza (and the rolls) at Bertucci's. Surprisingly, it was rather busy at Bertucci's... probably because it was Columbus Day and a good majority of people had the day off. Sadly, I was not one of the majority.
Anyway, it was a good dinner. After dinner, Betty cracked me up. Betty sometimes reminds me of the stereotypical Asian woman that they show on those Japanese game shows (and sometimes video games). I don't mean that in a bad way. And I'm not saying that she is a terrible driver or anything like that. What I mean is that she can be quite perky... like those Japanese women who jump around, smile, and clap with excited vigor.
That can be Betty. She's great that way. The cause for Betty's excitement... and her clapping and cheering... was that my brother said he would visit again next year. Mind you, since moving to Texas in 2003, my brother has not been back to Massachusetts. So for him to return next year would be quite a surprise. Needless to say, the possibility of my brother returning had Betty giddy with excitement.
Interestingly enough, my brother also gave me farewell hug after dinner. For anyone who knows me, they know that I am not one for hugs. Heck, I am not a big fan of the kiss on the cheek greeting either. I do not recall the last time my brother ever gave me a hug. In fact, I can't even remember the last time he did something to show that he cared about me.
So last night, it felt somewhat odd to receive a hug from my brother. Don't get me wrong, it was a nice gesture. Of course, if I were to receive a hug from one of my friends... it would also probably feel odd even though that too is a nice gesture.
Anyway, my parents were rather happy last night. I think they were just happy that the family was together one last time.
Anyway, my family hardly goes out to eat. I think the main reason is because my parents would rather cook in the confines of their home. Plus, the unfamiliarity of non-Chinese food always places them out of their comfort zone. So, they usually bombard me with questions about whether a certain item on the menu tastes good and whatnot. And luckily for them, I have a hearty appetite so it's a good bet that I have tasted many of the entrees served at restaurants.
The special occasion yesterday for dinner was for my brother. My brother has been up from Texas... where the stars at night are big and bright... visiting for the week. As my brother was leaving today, the dinner would be sort of a farewell dinner for him from the family. So since the dinner was for my brother, my brother got to choose the restaurant of his choice, which ended up being Bertucci's. (Apparently, my brother chose Bertucci's because Texas does not have good pizza places.)
Needless to say, Bertucci's was delicious. I do thoroughly enjoy the pizza (and the rolls) at Bertucci's. Surprisingly, it was rather busy at Bertucci's... probably because it was Columbus Day and a good majority of people had the day off. Sadly, I was not one of the majority.
Anyway, it was a good dinner. After dinner, Betty cracked me up. Betty sometimes reminds me of the stereotypical Asian woman that they show on those Japanese game shows (and sometimes video games). I don't mean that in a bad way. And I'm not saying that she is a terrible driver or anything like that. What I mean is that she can be quite perky... like those Japanese women who jump around, smile, and clap with excited vigor.
That can be Betty. She's great that way. The cause for Betty's excitement... and her clapping and cheering... was that my brother said he would visit again next year. Mind you, since moving to Texas in 2003, my brother has not been back to Massachusetts. So for him to return next year would be quite a surprise. Needless to say, the possibility of my brother returning had Betty giddy with excitement.
Interestingly enough, my brother also gave me farewell hug after dinner. For anyone who knows me, they know that I am not one for hugs. Heck, I am not a big fan of the kiss on the cheek greeting either. I do not recall the last time my brother ever gave me a hug. In fact, I can't even remember the last time he did something to show that he cared about me.
So last night, it felt somewhat odd to receive a hug from my brother. Don't get me wrong, it was a nice gesture. Of course, if I were to receive a hug from one of my friends... it would also probably feel odd even though that too is a nice gesture.
Anyway, my parents were rather happy last night. I think they were just happy that the family was together one last time.
Monday, October 12, 2009
I Suck At A Pirate Party
Today, Karen and I started off our day with a grand opening. The Target located in Hanover was opening today. According to the signs, Target was supposed to open today, but I have a funny feeling that Target may have been opened earlier. Truth be told, we didn't really have many things to pick up at Target, but we wanted to go for a visit nonetheless.
Anyway, from there we spent the rest of the day at my favorite sister-in-law's (Janine) celebrating my nephew's (PJ) birthday. The theme for the birthday party: a pirate party. Now I suck at a pirate party. (ARRRRRR!)
Truth be told, I would make a terrible pirate. Don't get me wrong, I could do the plundering and pillaging. Sailing the high seas would be fun. And sure, gold is always attractive. (Gold = shiny object.) But it's the whole dirty thing. Pirates are just dirty. That would be the biggest drawback for me, that is... if I were to be pirate... the diRRRRRRRRRt.
Regardless, Janine did a great job as usual organizing the party. It was a good time. The only drawback of the party: those dreadful Red Sox. Luckily, there is football to watch. (Granted, the Patriots also lost today... but football is a better product to watch.)
All in all, it was good.
Anyway, from there we spent the rest of the day at my favorite sister-in-law's (Janine) celebrating my nephew's (PJ) birthday. The theme for the birthday party: a pirate party. Now I suck at a pirate party. (ARRRRRR!)
Truth be told, I would make a terrible pirate. Don't get me wrong, I could do the plundering and pillaging. Sailing the high seas would be fun. And sure, gold is always attractive. (Gold = shiny object.) But it's the whole dirty thing. Pirates are just dirty. That would be the biggest drawback for me, that is... if I were to be pirate... the diRRRRRRRRRt.
Regardless, Janine did a great job as usual organizing the party. It was a good time. The only drawback of the party: those dreadful Red Sox. Luckily, there is football to watch. (Granted, the Patriots also lost today... but football is a better product to watch.)
All in all, it was good.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
I Suck At Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs
On Saturday, Karen and I took my nephew (PJ) out for his birthday. Rather than give my nephew (and also my niece) stuff on his birthday... stuff which could eventually lead to clutter... Karen and I spend time with our nephew doing a birthday activity.
This year, PJ wanted to go to the movies and watch Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. Now I suck at Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.
(The video below is the trailer for the movie.)
The movie is based on the children's book of the same name. Basically, the story is about an inventor who wants to somebody in his small little town of Swallow Falls. He creates a machine that can mutate water into food and accidentally launches it into the sky.
It was a good movie. Of course, how could the movie not be good? The voice talents of NPH (Neil Patrick Harris) and Mr. T are in the movie. Plus, Anna Faris voices the female love interest. And for all those Evil Dead fans, Bruce Campbell is also a voice talent in the movie.
Needless to say, I think PJ enjoyed the movie. He seemed to have had a good time.
Happy Birthday PJ!
This year, PJ wanted to go to the movies and watch Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. Now I suck at Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs.
(The video below is the trailer for the movie.)
The movie is based on the children's book of the same name. Basically, the story is about an inventor who wants to somebody in his small little town of Swallow Falls. He creates a machine that can mutate water into food and accidentally launches it into the sky.
It was a good movie. Of course, how could the movie not be good? The voice talents of NPH (Neil Patrick Harris) and Mr. T are in the movie. Plus, Anna Faris voices the female love interest. And for all those Evil Dead fans, Bruce Campbell is also a voice talent in the movie.
Needless to say, I think PJ enjoyed the movie. He seemed to have had a good time.
Happy Birthday PJ!
I Suck At Patriot Place
On Friday, I spent the entire day in Foxborough... home of the New England Patriots. With my brother up from Texas visiting for a week, one of the attractions that he wanted to visit was Patriot Place. Apparently, my brother has become quite the football fan since moving to Texas. (For anyone curious, my brother is a big Wes Welker fan. Previous to Welker, my brother's favorite Patriot was Adam Vinatieri... to which I wonder... who likes a kicker as a favorite football player?)
Anyway, I suck at Patriot Place. Truth be told, I haven't really walked around Patriot Place. The times I have been to Foxborough have been to attend the football game... or watch a Toad the Wet Sprocket concert... never just to hang around Patriot Place.
Needless to say, it was fun. I think my parents, who had never been to Patriot Place either, also had a great time. They must have been laughing and giggling all day. (And yes, I do have pictures to prove it.)
We started the day off by having lunch at CBS Scene. Naturally, as it was going to be a long day with my family, I had a martini. Booze is my friend. Just kidding.
After lunch, we headed to the Hall at Patriot Place presented by Raytheon. And that is when the fun started.
(Pictured below is my favorite Patriot, Tedy Bruschi... and Willie McGinest... celebrating their Super Bowl victory.)
The Hall was great. It is really well designed and quite interactive. I would definitely go back again. My family basically had a personal tour guide at the Hall. The employee at the Hall, was some older gentleman, whom we just ran into while place kicking.
There is a station where you can attempt to virtually kick a field goal. My mother was funny when she tried to kick the ball. The ball barely rolled along the ground when my mom kicked the ball.
Needless to say, the older gentleman working the place kicking station helped us throughout the Hall. He even took some pictures of us at one of the more fan favorite stations where people can actually adorn the uniform, pads, and shoes of three Patriot players. Those players were Rodney Harrison, Tom Brady, and former Patriot Richard Seymour. Interestingly enough, Richard Seymour wears size 17 shoes. Those shoes were enormous. (And you know what they say about men with big feet...) For anyone curious, I got to dress up as Rodney Harrison.
Anyway, it was a fun time at Patriot Place. My brother enjoyed it. My parents enjoyed it. It really was a nice time.
Anyway, I suck at Patriot Place. Truth be told, I haven't really walked around Patriot Place. The times I have been to Foxborough have been to attend the football game... or watch a Toad the Wet Sprocket concert... never just to hang around Patriot Place.
Needless to say, it was fun. I think my parents, who had never been to Patriot Place either, also had a great time. They must have been laughing and giggling all day. (And yes, I do have pictures to prove it.)
We started the day off by having lunch at CBS Scene. Naturally, as it was going to be a long day with my family, I had a martini. Booze is my friend. Just kidding.
After lunch, we headed to the Hall at Patriot Place presented by Raytheon. And that is when the fun started.
(Pictured below is my favorite Patriot, Tedy Bruschi... and Willie McGinest... celebrating their Super Bowl victory.)
The Hall was great. It is really well designed and quite interactive. I would definitely go back again. My family basically had a personal tour guide at the Hall. The employee at the Hall, was some older gentleman, whom we just ran into while place kicking.
There is a station where you can attempt to virtually kick a field goal. My mother was funny when she tried to kick the ball. The ball barely rolled along the ground when my mom kicked the ball.
Needless to say, the older gentleman working the place kicking station helped us throughout the Hall. He even took some pictures of us at one of the more fan favorite stations where people can actually adorn the uniform, pads, and shoes of three Patriot players. Those players were Rodney Harrison, Tom Brady, and former Patriot Richard Seymour. Interestingly enough, Richard Seymour wears size 17 shoes. Those shoes were enormous. (And you know what they say about men with big feet...) For anyone curious, I got to dress up as Rodney Harrison.
Anyway, it was a fun time at Patriot Place. My brother enjoyed it. My parents enjoyed it. It really was a nice time.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
I Suck At Buffy The Vampire Slayer
On Thursday, Karen and I hung out with my friends (Marc and Kelley). We had scheduled to meet on Thursday because I originally had a company outing on Wednesday this week. As it turns out, that company outing has since been rescheduled due to inclement weather.
Needless to say, on the agenda for the night: watch a couple of episodes of Angel and complete season 5 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Now, I suck at Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
For dinner, the four of us ordered out. We ordered dinner from the Falafel King in Quincy. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) Yum... falafels! We haven't had the Falafel King in quite some time. And as always, the meal was delicious.
Anyway, the episodes of Angel that we managed to watch were: "Dead End" about Lindsey getting a donor hand; and "Belonging" about a demon from Lorne's home dimension that travels to L.A. via a portal. As for the remaining episodes of season five of Buffy, they were: "Spiral" about Buffy and the Gang fleeing in an RV; "Weight of the World" about Buffy going into a catatonic state; and "The Gift", the season finale where Buffy squares off against Glory.
I remember when "The Gift" aired on television. I thought it was a great way to end the season. At the time, the WB network was not going to continue broadcasting the show. (For anyone curious, the show would eventually be aired on the UPN network for another two years.) When the episode ended, there was a message to the WB thanking them for five great years. I thought that was a nice touch.
Anyway, I enjoyed the season five finale. Plus, it was great to hang out with Marc and Kelley.
Needless to say, on the agenda for the night: watch a couple of episodes of Angel and complete season 5 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Now, I suck at Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
For dinner, the four of us ordered out. We ordered dinner from the Falafel King in Quincy. (Cue Rachael Ray's "Yum-O" sound.) Yum... falafels! We haven't had the Falafel King in quite some time. And as always, the meal was delicious.
Anyway, the episodes of Angel that we managed to watch were: "Dead End" about Lindsey getting a donor hand; and "Belonging" about a demon from Lorne's home dimension that travels to L.A. via a portal. As for the remaining episodes of season five of Buffy, they were: "Spiral" about Buffy and the Gang fleeing in an RV; "Weight of the World" about Buffy going into a catatonic state; and "The Gift", the season finale where Buffy squares off against Glory.
I remember when "The Gift" aired on television. I thought it was a great way to end the season. At the time, the WB network was not going to continue broadcasting the show. (For anyone curious, the show would eventually be aired on the UPN network for another two years.) When the episode ended, there was a message to the WB thanking them for five great years. I thought that was a nice touch.
Anyway, I enjoyed the season five finale. Plus, it was great to hang out with Marc and Kelley.
Friday, October 9, 2009
I Suck At Walden Pond
With my brother visiting from Texas... where the stars at night are big and bright... I took yesterday off from work. My parents, after all, wanted to do some family things together.
So naturally, what does my family do to spend time together? Apparently, my family goes shopping. Well, technically, there was a little more than just shopping. My parents wanted to go to dim sum first... and then shopping. And really, shopping was not in the plans for my parents. My brother really wanted to go shopping because he wanted to buy a new camera.
For anyone curious, we had dim sum at the Chau Chow City Restaurant on Morrissey Boulevard, which used to be Linda Mae's. I had never been to that particular Chau Chow City. I have been to the one in Chinatown and actually liked it. So, I was expecting the same at this non-Chinatown location. Truth be told, I liked the one in Chinatown better... not that this location was awful. It just was not the same as the one in Chinatown.
From there, we headed off for our shopping excursion. That shopping excursion consisted of a trip to our friendly sales tax free neighbor to the north: New Hampshire. It turns out that even though Massachusetts now has a 6.25% sales tax, the Massachusetts sales tax is less than Texas's 8%. Interestingly enough, Texas does not require the filing of state income taxes either. Oh, and apparently the public transportation in Texas is more of a joke than the MBTA. Who would have thought?
Anyway, my brother purchased the camera that he wanted. My big purchase was a pack of rechargeable batteries and some lawn fertilizer... exciting I know. After shopping, we decided to go for a little car ride. The destination: Walden Pond.
Now, I suck at Walden Pond. I have not been to Walden Pond in quite some time. I am guessing that the last time I went to Walden Pond was back in school, when the class took a field trip to learn about the writer, Henry David Thoreau.
My brother wanted to take a walk around the pond to take pictures of the fall foliage. And so... we did. I must say, Walden Pond was quite interesting. It's too bad I didn't remember anything about Walden Pond from before.
(Pictured below is a photo shoot at Walden Pond.)
When we arrived, there was a photo shoot going on at Walden Pond. Naturally, I intently watched as the model posed in the water... flipping her legs up. Now, that is talent.
Eventually, my family and I walked the trail around the pond. It was fun family bonding time. My brother got to take scenic pictures of the pond... a few chipmunks... leaves... etc; My mom and dad also had a good time. In fact, my father told me while we were walking the trail that he was so happy because it was the first time in quite a while where the family was all together. It made him feel good. Consequently, I felt happy to know that my father was in good spirits.
Anyway, I had fun at Walden Pond. I'm glad my brother wanted to go.
So naturally, what does my family do to spend time together? Apparently, my family goes shopping. Well, technically, there was a little more than just shopping. My parents wanted to go to dim sum first... and then shopping. And really, shopping was not in the plans for my parents. My brother really wanted to go shopping because he wanted to buy a new camera.
For anyone curious, we had dim sum at the Chau Chow City Restaurant on Morrissey Boulevard, which used to be Linda Mae's. I had never been to that particular Chau Chow City. I have been to the one in Chinatown and actually liked it. So, I was expecting the same at this non-Chinatown location. Truth be told, I liked the one in Chinatown better... not that this location was awful. It just was not the same as the one in Chinatown.
From there, we headed off for our shopping excursion. That shopping excursion consisted of a trip to our friendly sales tax free neighbor to the north: New Hampshire. It turns out that even though Massachusetts now has a 6.25% sales tax, the Massachusetts sales tax is less than Texas's 8%. Interestingly enough, Texas does not require the filing of state income taxes either. Oh, and apparently the public transportation in Texas is more of a joke than the MBTA. Who would have thought?
Anyway, my brother purchased the camera that he wanted. My big purchase was a pack of rechargeable batteries and some lawn fertilizer... exciting I know. After shopping, we decided to go for a little car ride. The destination: Walden Pond.
Now, I suck at Walden Pond. I have not been to Walden Pond in quite some time. I am guessing that the last time I went to Walden Pond was back in school, when the class took a field trip to learn about the writer, Henry David Thoreau.
My brother wanted to take a walk around the pond to take pictures of the fall foliage. And so... we did. I must say, Walden Pond was quite interesting. It's too bad I didn't remember anything about Walden Pond from before.
(Pictured below is a photo shoot at Walden Pond.)
When we arrived, there was a photo shoot going on at Walden Pond. Naturally, I intently watched as the model posed in the water... flipping her legs up. Now, that is talent.
Eventually, my family and I walked the trail around the pond. It was fun family bonding time. My brother got to take scenic pictures of the pond... a few chipmunks... leaves... etc; My mom and dad also had a good time. In fact, my father told me while we were walking the trail that he was so happy because it was the first time in quite a while where the family was all together. It made him feel good. Consequently, I felt happy to know that my father was in good spirits.
Anyway, I had fun at Walden Pond. I'm glad my brother wanted to go.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
I Suck At Seeing My Brother
Yesterday, Karen and I had dinner at my parents. The big occasion was for my brother, who was up from Texas for the week for a little vacation. Now, I suck at seeing my brother.
I have not seen my brother for about six years. Shortly after Karen and I got married, my brother moved to Texas with his "friend", Paul. Interestingly enough, that just reminded me of the movie, Full Metal Jacket. To quote the movie: "Texas? Only steers and queers come from Texas, Private Cowboy. And you don't look much like a steer to me so that kinda narrows it down."
Not that there is anything wrong with that of course. I would still love him. He's still my brother. I just wish he'd come out and say it were so and stop referring to Paul as his "friend" or "roommate". But I guess he's still not ready... or something.
Since moving down to Texas, my brother has not returned home to Massachusetts for a visit... until yesterday. Similarly, I have not gone down to Texas to visit him. My parents went several years ago, but I declined when they asked if I wanted to go with them to visit him. Consequently, it has been over six years since I last saw my brother.
I guess I am okay with that. My brother and I are not particularly close. Growing up, we used to do a lot of things together. Although I can't remember much from when I was young, my mother used to tell me that I would always do stuff for my brother. For example, if I received candy from one of my mom's friends, I would always make sure to get a piece of candy for my brother too.
We used to watch television a lot. My brother even got me into reading comic books when I was younger. Things started to change when he went to high school. Things were never the same between my brother and I since then. I think part of it was that my brother had to find out who he was first. It almost sounds like that Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints... the Mormons! commercial. I am also guessing that living in a household with a younger sibling who exuded awesomeness may have hampered things a little for my brother. Just kidding.
Needless to say, my brother and I are not close any more. I look at Karen's relationship with her sister/my favorite sister-in-law (Janine) and sometimes feel envious. Maybe things will change between my brother and I. Who knows? If Karen and I are ever lucky enough to have another child, it would be nice for our child to know his/her uncle.
Anyway, my brother arrived in Boston yesterday. As you can imagine, my parents were quite exited. My cousin (Betty) and her son (Marvin) also showed up for dinner. Dinner was good.
Marvin cracks me up. Marvin is in 8th grade. For Marvin, it was his first time meeting my brother. So naturally, he started asking my brother a bunch of questions. One of the questions Marvin asked my brother had me laughing in stitches.
Basically, Marvin found out how old my brother was. (My brother turned the big 4-0 this year.) Upon learning that my brother was 40, Marvin then asked my brother if he were a virgin. I chuckled. If only Marvin knew. Both Karen and my brother were surprised by the question because it seemed to have come from out of the blue. Having the same mentally as a 13 year old, I understood Marvin's train of thought. (For anyone curious, his question was related to the movie, The 40 Year Old Virgin... which Marvin claims he has never seen.)
Eventually, Karen and my brother figured out the train of thought that led to the question. It was just hysterical watching it unfold. Marvin was just a riot. He referred to all of us as being in a different timeline than him... which is somewhat true. After all, I remember when Karen and I took him and Betty to the airport. Marvin was just a baby then and Betty was going to raise him in Hong Kong for several years. How quickly they grow...
All in all, I had fun at dinner yesterday. I think Marvin definitely made the night interesting.
I have not seen my brother for about six years. Shortly after Karen and I got married, my brother moved to Texas with his "friend", Paul. Interestingly enough, that just reminded me of the movie, Full Metal Jacket. To quote the movie: "Texas? Only steers and queers come from Texas, Private Cowboy. And you don't look much like a steer to me so that kinda narrows it down."
Not that there is anything wrong with that of course. I would still love him. He's still my brother. I just wish he'd come out and say it were so and stop referring to Paul as his "friend" or "roommate". But I guess he's still not ready... or something.
Since moving down to Texas, my brother has not returned home to Massachusetts for a visit... until yesterday. Similarly, I have not gone down to Texas to visit him. My parents went several years ago, but I declined when they asked if I wanted to go with them to visit him. Consequently, it has been over six years since I last saw my brother.
I guess I am okay with that. My brother and I are not particularly close. Growing up, we used to do a lot of things together. Although I can't remember much from when I was young, my mother used to tell me that I would always do stuff for my brother. For example, if I received candy from one of my mom's friends, I would always make sure to get a piece of candy for my brother too.
We used to watch television a lot. My brother even got me into reading comic books when I was younger. Things started to change when he went to high school. Things were never the same between my brother and I since then. I think part of it was that my brother had to find out who he was first. It almost sounds like that Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints... the Mormons! commercial. I am also guessing that living in a household with a younger sibling who exuded awesomeness may have hampered things a little for my brother. Just kidding.
Needless to say, my brother and I are not close any more. I look at Karen's relationship with her sister/my favorite sister-in-law (Janine) and sometimes feel envious. Maybe things will change between my brother and I. Who knows? If Karen and I are ever lucky enough to have another child, it would be nice for our child to know his/her uncle.
Anyway, my brother arrived in Boston yesterday. As you can imagine, my parents were quite exited. My cousin (Betty) and her son (Marvin) also showed up for dinner. Dinner was good.
Marvin cracks me up. Marvin is in 8th grade. For Marvin, it was his first time meeting my brother. So naturally, he started asking my brother a bunch of questions. One of the questions Marvin asked my brother had me laughing in stitches.
Basically, Marvin found out how old my brother was. (My brother turned the big 4-0 this year.) Upon learning that my brother was 40, Marvin then asked my brother if he were a virgin. I chuckled. If only Marvin knew. Both Karen and my brother were surprised by the question because it seemed to have come from out of the blue. Having the same mentally as a 13 year old, I understood Marvin's train of thought. (For anyone curious, his question was related to the movie, The 40 Year Old Virgin... which Marvin claims he has never seen.)
Eventually, Karen and my brother figured out the train of thought that led to the question. It was just hysterical watching it unfold. Marvin was just a riot. He referred to all of us as being in a different timeline than him... which is somewhat true. After all, I remember when Karen and I took him and Betty to the airport. Marvin was just a baby then and Betty was going to raise him in Hong Kong for several years. How quickly they grow...
All in all, I had fun at dinner yesterday. I think Marvin definitely made the night interesting.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
I Suck At Who Killed The Electric Car?
With the dreadful downpour of showers today, I thought I would be somewhat productive around the house and work on the garage. And by "work on the garage", I mean install two compact florescent light bulbs in the garage door opener which took probably all of five minutes.
Luckily, I'm not a blonde. Sorry, the whole light bulb thing reminded me of the "How many blondes does it take to screw in a light bulb?" joke. For anyone curious, the answer that I find comical to that joke is ""What's a lightbulb?". (It's things like that which make blondes so shiny and attractive.)
Anyway, with the energy saving light bulbs installed, my garage door opener installation project is officially complete. Of course, this was after I had to attach pieces of wood to the garage joist to hold the garage door opener, tape and compound the drywall, and actually install the garage door opener itself.
I even had to get new batteries for the garage door remote because I had waited over two years to start this project. Consequently, the garage door opener remained in its packaging for those two years, taking up space in the very garage that it was supposed to open a door for. But the project is finally done. Karen and I can now park our car in the garage again, which is quite an accomplishment. In my opinion, garages are a must have to protect cars from the harsh elements on New England.
Unfortunately, my garage has two bays. Although one bay has a garage door opener, the other one does not. Some day I'll work on installing a garage door opener for the other bay. Baby steps. I do actually have the other garage door opener for the other bay. It has also been sitting in the garage taking up space. (Yes, I tend to procrastinate when it comes to personal home improvement projects.) And not to get my hopes up too high, I spent some time today marking up the walls and ceilings to plan for the installation of the next garage door opener.
Aside from that, I was not too productive... unless of course you consider making my legendary mac 'n cheese meal productive. For anyone curious, my mac 'n cheese dish would beat my friend's (Hot Amy) mac 'n cheese hands down. Hot Amy, after all, has a genetic predisposition to losing... and that includes her taste buds.
Anyway, as Karen and I stayed in today, we ended up watching an interesting movie on one of our favorite channels: Planet Green. The movie we watched was "Who Killed The Electric Car?".
(The video below is a preview of Who Killed The Electric Car?)
According to my friend Wikipedia, the movie "is a 2006 documentary film that explores the creation, limited commercialization, and subsequent destruction of the battery electric vehicle in the United States, specifically the General Motors EV1 of the 1990s. The film explores the roles of automobile manufacturers, the oil industry, the US government, the Californian government, batteries, hydrogen vehicles, and consumers in limiting the development and adoption of this technology."
Now I suck at "Who Killed The Electric Car?". I know the description does not make the movie sound interesting. The movie, however, was actually very good. I would recommend it to anyone. Of course, the movie only increases my annoyance with things like President Reagan, President Bush, oil companies, and car companies like General Motors.
Plus, the movie had a former Baywatch actress in it. Granted, it was Alexandra Paul. The movie also had other celebrities like Tom Hanks, Ed Begley, Jr (of course) and a very grizzled Mel "Sugar Tits" Gibson, with narration by Martin Sheen.
All in all, I enjoyed the movie. I must say... after watching the movie, I almost feel compelled to purchase an electric car now because it just makes environmental sense. Zero emissions... how can you beat that? (Right now, the Nissan Leaf seems very intriguing.)
Luckily, I'm not a blonde. Sorry, the whole light bulb thing reminded me of the "How many blondes does it take to screw in a light bulb?" joke. For anyone curious, the answer that I find comical to that joke is ""What's a lightbulb?". (It's things like that which make blondes so shiny and attractive.)
Anyway, with the energy saving light bulbs installed, my garage door opener installation project is officially complete. Of course, this was after I had to attach pieces of wood to the garage joist to hold the garage door opener, tape and compound the drywall, and actually install the garage door opener itself.
I even had to get new batteries for the garage door remote because I had waited over two years to start this project. Consequently, the garage door opener remained in its packaging for those two years, taking up space in the very garage that it was supposed to open a door for. But the project is finally done. Karen and I can now park our car in the garage again, which is quite an accomplishment. In my opinion, garages are a must have to protect cars from the harsh elements on New England.
Unfortunately, my garage has two bays. Although one bay has a garage door opener, the other one does not. Some day I'll work on installing a garage door opener for the other bay. Baby steps. I do actually have the other garage door opener for the other bay. It has also been sitting in the garage taking up space. (Yes, I tend to procrastinate when it comes to personal home improvement projects.) And not to get my hopes up too high, I spent some time today marking up the walls and ceilings to plan for the installation of the next garage door opener.
Aside from that, I was not too productive... unless of course you consider making my legendary mac 'n cheese meal productive. For anyone curious, my mac 'n cheese dish would beat my friend's (Hot Amy) mac 'n cheese hands down. Hot Amy, after all, has a genetic predisposition to losing... and that includes her taste buds.
Anyway, as Karen and I stayed in today, we ended up watching an interesting movie on one of our favorite channels: Planet Green. The movie we watched was "Who Killed The Electric Car?".
(The video below is a preview of Who Killed The Electric Car?)
According to my friend Wikipedia, the movie "is a 2006 documentary film that explores the creation, limited commercialization, and subsequent destruction of the battery electric vehicle in the United States, specifically the General Motors EV1 of the 1990s. The film explores the roles of automobile manufacturers, the oil industry, the US government, the Californian government, batteries, hydrogen vehicles, and consumers in limiting the development and adoption of this technology."
Now I suck at "Who Killed The Electric Car?". I know the description does not make the movie sound interesting. The movie, however, was actually very good. I would recommend it to anyone. Of course, the movie only increases my annoyance with things like President Reagan, President Bush, oil companies, and car companies like General Motors.
Plus, the movie had a former Baywatch actress in it. Granted, it was Alexandra Paul. The movie also had other celebrities like Tom Hanks, Ed Begley, Jr (of course) and a very grizzled Mel "Sugar Tits" Gibson, with narration by Martin Sheen.
All in all, I enjoyed the movie. I must say... after watching the movie, I almost feel compelled to purchase an electric car now because it just makes environmental sense. Zero emissions... how can you beat that? (Right now, the Nissan Leaf seems very intriguing.)
Thursday, October 1, 2009
I Suck At The 30 Day Shred
With it being the start of a new month today, I figured I would try something new. That new thing: the 30 Day Shred by Jillian Michaels. Now, I suck at the 30 Day Shred.
(The video below is a preview of the 30 Day Shred.)
I first heard of the 30 day shred from my BFF (Kerry) who had decided to try it herself some time ago. Needless to say, Kerry gave the workout glowing reviews. At first, I thought nothing of it. I figured it was just another cheesy workout video... only this time it was attached to Jillian Michaels, the tough love trainer from NBC's "The Biggest Loser" series.
Shortly thereafter, my friend (Kelley) also started doing the 30 day shred. Likewise, Kelley has been quite impressed with the workout.
Always the skeptic, I was curious as to what the hype about this particular workout was all about. Luckily, I got a preview of the video last Saturday after apple picking while we were hanging out. Truth be told, I was not too impressed that night with the workout. (What can I say? I'm hard to impress.)
Naturally, I began thinking (which is always bad). Although I was not impressed with watching the video, I can't really form an opinion about the workout itself without actually trying it. It's the proverbial judging a book by its cover. It didn't make sense to form an opinion, when there is no basis to form the opinion on.
Of course, this line of thinking also led me to read such awful books like "The Secret", "Twilight", and "New Moon". When they say a bunch of people can't be wrong... well... they can be wrong. In my opinion, those books were terrible.
Needless to say, I decided to give the 30 day shred a try.
The good thing about the 30 day shred is that the workout has things for the average person working out... and the more advanced person working out. It being day 1 of the workout, I decided to go with the advanced person. After all, if I'm going to work my body, I want to do it optimally.
Anyway, the workout was not that bad. Truth be told, I am still not impressed after Day 1. With all the hype from Kerry and Kelley, I was expecting sweat to pour down my face... muscles burning... etc. After all, I have not done a workout in quite some time. Sadly, I didn't feel a thing and this is after following the advanced person.
Don't get me wrong, I could feel the start of some muscle burn during the workout... but not enough to make my body ache. I am hoping that come tomorrow morning I will be sore... or feel something. Lord knows, I could use a shredded body.
(The video below is a preview of the 30 Day Shred.)
I first heard of the 30 day shred from my BFF (Kerry) who had decided to try it herself some time ago. Needless to say, Kerry gave the workout glowing reviews. At first, I thought nothing of it. I figured it was just another cheesy workout video... only this time it was attached to Jillian Michaels, the tough love trainer from NBC's "The Biggest Loser" series.
Shortly thereafter, my friend (Kelley) also started doing the 30 day shred. Likewise, Kelley has been quite impressed with the workout.
Always the skeptic, I was curious as to what the hype about this particular workout was all about. Luckily, I got a preview of the video last Saturday after apple picking while we were hanging out. Truth be told, I was not too impressed that night with the workout. (What can I say? I'm hard to impress.)
Naturally, I began thinking (which is always bad). Although I was not impressed with watching the video, I can't really form an opinion about the workout itself without actually trying it. It's the proverbial judging a book by its cover. It didn't make sense to form an opinion, when there is no basis to form the opinion on.
Of course, this line of thinking also led me to read such awful books like "The Secret", "Twilight", and "New Moon". When they say a bunch of people can't be wrong... well... they can be wrong. In my opinion, those books were terrible.
Needless to say, I decided to give the 30 day shred a try.
The good thing about the 30 day shred is that the workout has things for the average person working out... and the more advanced person working out. It being day 1 of the workout, I decided to go with the advanced person. After all, if I'm going to work my body, I want to do it optimally.
Anyway, the workout was not that bad. Truth be told, I am still not impressed after Day 1. With all the hype from Kerry and Kelley, I was expecting sweat to pour down my face... muscles burning... etc. After all, I have not done a workout in quite some time. Sadly, I didn't feel a thing and this is after following the advanced person.
Don't get me wrong, I could feel the start of some muscle burn during the workout... but not enough to make my body ache. I am hoping that come tomorrow morning I will be sore... or feel something. Lord knows, I could use a shredded body.
I Suck At Buffy And Angel
Last night, Karen and I hung out with my friends (Marc and Kelley). When we arrived, Kelley had on a green t-shirt with the Green Lantern insignia on her chest. The geek that I am, I thought the t-shirt was pretty neat. I also thought it was pretty comical because it reminded me of the television show, "The Big Bang Theory".
For anyone curious, Kelley... like the character Sheldon on "The Big Bang Theory"... is a scientist. And it so happens that Sheldon wears a Green Lantern t-shirt. Scientists are a funny group of people. (And in case people are wondering, if I were to wear a character's insignia from DC Comics... it would be the Flash. Asians look good in red. Just kidding.)
Anyway, Marc was gracious enough to make dinner for all of last night. He had a new recipe and wanted to try it out. As usual, the meal was delicious. I don't think there has been anything that Marc (or Kelley) have made that I have not liked.
Regardless, on the agenda for the night were episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. Now, I suck at Buffy and Angel. The episodes of Buffy that we watched were: "Intervention", where Buffy goes for her vision quest while Spike has some fun with a robotic Buffy; and "Tough Love" where Willow and Tara get into their first fight, only to have Glory suck Tara's mind.
As for Angel, the episodes we watched were: "Epiphany" about Angel... having an epiphany about his past actions; and "Disharmony" about Cordelia's friend, Harmony, coming to town for a visit;
We are so close to finishing the fifth and second season of each series respectively. It's amazing how quickly we are going through the episodes. Sadly, all good shows must come to an end.
Anyway, as usual I had a great time hanging out with Marc and Kelley.
For anyone curious, Kelley... like the character Sheldon on "The Big Bang Theory"... is a scientist. And it so happens that Sheldon wears a Green Lantern t-shirt. Scientists are a funny group of people. (And in case people are wondering, if I were to wear a character's insignia from DC Comics... it would be the Flash. Asians look good in red. Just kidding.)
Anyway, Marc was gracious enough to make dinner for all of last night. He had a new recipe and wanted to try it out. As usual, the meal was delicious. I don't think there has been anything that Marc (or Kelley) have made that I have not liked.
Regardless, on the agenda for the night were episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. Now, I suck at Buffy and Angel. The episodes of Buffy that we watched were: "Intervention", where Buffy goes for her vision quest while Spike has some fun with a robotic Buffy; and "Tough Love" where Willow and Tara get into their first fight, only to have Glory suck Tara's mind.
As for Angel, the episodes we watched were: "Epiphany" about Angel... having an epiphany about his past actions; and "Disharmony" about Cordelia's friend, Harmony, coming to town for a visit;
We are so close to finishing the fifth and second season of each series respectively. It's amazing how quickly we are going through the episodes. Sadly, all good shows must come to an end.
Anyway, as usual I had a great time hanging out with Marc and Kelley.
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