Friday night Catherine and I tried to see 'Wicked' a nice wholesome family type
play/musical, (its not a porno Joe). It didn't work out, they ran out of tickets to
early. Later I ran into Jeff. He shaved his grizzly man beard, so now he looks
like a 'Skippy'.
So on Saturday morning around 11:30 we went to the Griddle. Wow was it good! I got
the 'yellow brick road' pancakes. Imagine a stack of three enormous pancakes, 14
inches in diameter, at least 1 inches thick. Luscious bready pancakes mounds
intermingled with chunky walnut pieces. Carmel and Butterscotch poured
strategically on top with a healthy dusting of powder sugar, Oh, and don't forget
the mountainous smathering of whipping cream on top. Its meals like this that make
me happy to be alive. Jeff came with this time, after whining enough about 'not
being invited' last time, Renee dared him to finish all his food, cause he was so
confidant in his eating ability. Needless to say he barley made it to the 25% mark,
then would talk up all the possible factors about what could have prevented him
finishing all his food. (did you see that? I just rolled my eyes too.)
Saturday afternoon I wandered around the 3rd st. Promenade. I was shopping for more
shorts and shirts. Of course I need more. I think next time I go shopping, I'm not
taking any guy friends with. I don't think they like the way I shop.
That evening we were going to meet up with Renee and her friends from CO, until they
wanted to just hang out and relax (her friends were on vacation) That pissed Jeff
off something fierce. He needs fun and excitement, not hanging out and relaxing. I
think he's an adrenaline junkie.
I was at church at a meeting when the bishop opened the door right in front of me
and said "Ah Jim just who I needed to talk to". So I respond, "Oh Great! what did I
do now" as if something bad had happened. He then told me he wanted me to be the
new something-or-rather. I then explained that I would only sign on under certain
conditions: no speaking assignments, no more meetings (less even), and a signing
bonus of a 2% reduction in tithing. He wasn't to apt for that, but I still signed
on in good faith.
After church I moped all the way home. Then decided to go running. The only bad
part was I only decided to run AFTER I ate something, but was still willing to risk
it. You see, that is one of my rules: Not to go running within at least an Hour of
eating. But whatever. I wasn't' that into it so I decided to take it easy. Easy
like a zebra. I had on my blue and yellow stripped Rugby shirt, so I fit the
description. I don't know what came over me but I almost decided to stop and walk
for a second. Then I got mad at myself for letting that happen. After working on
technique for a few weeks, now I'm working on lung capacity. I just don't have it
in me like I used to. I think I was on the track at the same time as the ninja
master. He has been the only person to pass me and exceed faster. I think he was
taunting me because he was only on the track for the first 2 legs of the race, then
he just took off. what a cheater. But I still had good timing.
We ended up hanging out at Plewe's house for everyone's Easter dinner after party.
We watched a movie and got Jeff to make Pazookies. Mmmmm. Then we talked late into
the night.
Lately, shopping for donuts in the morning is like playing a slot machine. At the
local Ralph's by my work, the Pay-yourself machines are random when they give back
change. The dispenser where coins come out isn't exactly straight, so sometimes
they roll out gracefully into the coin tray, and sometimes I get the guy there to
jam a coat hanger in the slot, so all of the collected change rolls out into my
hand. Oh Ya. So this morning I struck it big. 33 cents.
Lunch was sponsored by Marvin's Breakfast Burrito again :), the number 2, and the
color yellow.
I'm listening to the Black Crows, Led Zeppelin, and Five-Man Electrical Band right
now. But not all at once.
Monday, April 9, 2007
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