I was being rather pissy at work when lunch rolled around. When I walked out the door I thought to myself, be in the moment-- do not think about how you wish things were but take pleasure in how they are. It was quite the undertaking.
The sun was shining quite brightly on Shotwell, a street I usually pass by while walking to Rainbow Grocery. Trying to be in the moment I seized upon the opportunity. I looked up at a rather nondescript apartment building and under the bay window I found this painting. It made me pause, smile and take a picture. There was this one too-- so Merlin.
Jim, Lisa, Lisa (without the Cult Jam) and I dined at The Last Supper Club last night. The food was fair; I felt the flavor could have been more well rounded. The service was excellent, the women that work there are very pretty. It helps that they have beautiful breast, tiny wastes and look good in red.
One of the Lisa made a joke about the ambience. Of course it is "The Last Supper Club," so it's supposed to have that feel with its stained glass, pictures of angels and booths that looked and felt like pews. Only we weren’t dining on the flesh and blood of Christ, instead opting for Blood Orange-tinis and sliced baguettes with olive oil, garlic and parsley dip. I was a little sad that no one wanted to wash my feet :(
Our conversations mainly centered on vacations, each of them being nurses with a tremendous amount of PTO available to accrue. I of course was jealous, as I only get 10 PTO days a year which are sick days and vacation combined. The other Lisa was talking about spending six weeks in Africa and Europe. Why, oh why didn’t I become a nurse?
We spent two and a half hours at the restaurant. During the course of our meal, the table next to our booth hosted two different sets of people. The latter of whom, I couldn’t help but stare at. The gentleman looked as though he was sucking sour grapes the whole time he sat there with his girlfriend. He also used his knife to put the olive-oil onto his bread. Fascinating. At some point he started to notice I was watching him (probably when I asked the Lisa sitting next to me if she thought he was retarded) but I didn’t really care.
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Twinkie sucked until eject filling
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Cunning men butthole surfing
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Hairy construction worker balder got eaten by his work mate
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The doctors have sexual desire and have gangbang in meeting room
Jose and Rodney having a pre entrée muscles fucking for dinner
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I posed this question/rant to a friend this morning:
Am I the only one who finds the news headlines that report how much "celebrities" are donating to the Tsunami victims tacky? Also, the apparent race the media has made with how much countries have donated in loans and grants?
"We've got Australia in the lead, followed by Japan. USA is trailing..."
I think it would be better, for celebrities to step back and just give money without the recognition. But that's obviously asking too much, since they all crave their names in the headlines.
Oddly enough Matt Lauer is covering this currently on “Today.” Apparently Sandra B. made the donation of 1M before and did so quietly, and didn’t do it for recognition. The others like Leo DiCaprio did a movie in Thailand, and he donated to UNICEF.
I say, let it be known. Let’s shame everyone into donating. The $350M that the US has pledged equals to $1.19 per American. I think of all things my tax dollars should go for helping people instead of building a B1B Stealth bomber.
Your point is taken however your optimism surprises me. To think the US would divert funds from building war crafts to help the victims surrounding the Indian Ocean is, well, naïve. I think it’s proven, over time, that the US will cut funding to beneficial programs that help its citizens, like education, before it delays the production another Stealth bomber.