Mmmm...churrrascaria...

That sounds awesome, Allyson.

Yes, Jesse!! She was on with her fiancee (now husband) Rich! She has the office next to mine and is a way cool chick as well as a very good stand up comedian.

Hilarious! I mean, it's hilarious that I happened to catch her in just one weekend of conscientiously watching Lingo.

megan walker, have you been scarce or have I been skipping and skimming worse than usual?

Jessica, are you in NYC?

Yes, I live in Brooklyn. (Am actually about to head downtown to see a movie at Anthology Film Archives.)

A caipirinha is cachaca, sugar, ice, and lots of limes, all muddled together. Kind of a Brazillian mojito.

I will tell her that someone she doesn't know was watching her. In a non-stalkery way.

caipirinha

I had a bunch of these in Phoenix last week.

megan walker, have you been scarce or have I been skipping and skimming worse than usual?

It's not you, it's me.

I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off for much of the last month with job searching, mid-terms, and a conference paper all converging to make for a very unhappy March. The negativity only compounded by the folly of my decision to give up alcohol for Lent. Lent is long, very long.

It's not you, it's me.

I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off for much of the last month with job searching, mid-terms, and a conference paper all converging to make for a very unhappy March. The negativity only compounded by the folly of my decision to give up alcohol for Lent. Lent is long, very long.

Ooof. You poor baby. And yes. Lent is long, very long. How is the job search going?

caipirinha

Ah. I didn't have any alcohol. But I will put this on the list of drinks to try, because I love mojitos.

At some point I'd love to do a F2F with the NYC Buffistas.

eta And the Jersey ones! I'm not the only one, am I?

Announcement: I'm wearing a kicky little skirt and a corset. I am sipping a cocktail at 3 in the afternoon and smoking a hot pink cigarette. I've just done the dishes, now to vacuum, then later I'm making a pot roast.

Analysis: I just need pearls and I'll be convinced I've been sucked into some (slightly kinky) fifties montage.

Maybe I should send my husband down into the basement for lightbulbs and see what happens.

brenda, you might just try that. Oh, and make a casserole to go with the pot roast!

I've finally finished my taxes and post-copying they are ready to go. To be fair, they were "done" the first week of Feb. I just needed to do a math check and put it in pen. Which I didn't do until now.

I was also alarmed by the dust bunnies on the table (from the book scanning adventure) and thoroughly cleaned that off.

I have carne asada and guac from TJs which I will eat over romain hearts for dinner.

So my weekend may have been very very pointless and blah, but I seem to be pulling a little bit out at the very end.

Oh & my brother's promised to youtube the video he took of one of his runs at Talledega. Where he did not break anything on the car. He thinks it'd be boring to anyone not him, but I wanna see it. Cause he's crazy.