would be so much easier and effective, my long tressed scion hadn’t used most of the shampoo, but not matter, i got a wash out of what was left and i’m sure i can convince my darling to wash it for me over the coming weekend. 🙂
i think i might just manage to be out of the office all day today, i completely forgot i had a shoot at 10am this morning. the models are likely to be late, meaning we wont start shooting til just before lunch, meaning when it’s done, i can just go home. i’m going to take my bag with me just in case.
waiting on my boss to show up this morning, i guess we have a production meeting, pondering who i can get out of work this morning to go the shoot with me. i’ve realised how much people dislike being in the office, especially the boss is around. my statement about the karma here stands true. but my mood and good spirits are contagious.
i’m going to check on what needs to be done before i leave the building. ciao.
circle of words
Cooking Companions[this one is especially for vic – my nigella]
No one who cooks cooks alone. Even at at her most solitary, a cook in the kitchen is surrounded by generations of cooks past, the advice and menus of cooks present, the wisdom of cookbook writers.
-Laurie Colwin
1. Who taught you how to cook? self taught
2. Where do you get recipes and ideas for meals? whatever is at hand really, but i own a really old amy vanderbilt cookbook, that has little recipe cards stuck in.
3. What is the one thing that you cook the best? that would be my 4 cheese lasange
4. Do you have an item that you always seem to make for pot lucks and/or parties? the 4 cheese lasange
monday madness
1. Have you ever attended a concert? If so, who; and how old were you when you attended your first concert? yes, i’ve been to various artistes here and i’ve been to the tibetian freedom concert. i was 11 when i saw a flock of seagulls and the fixx here.
2. What is the biggest ride or rollercoaster that you’ve ever been on? Were you frightened to go on it? not a big fan of amusement parks and rides. i get enough thrills driving.
3. Is there an annual ‘festival’ that you make sure you never miss? If so, please tell about it; if not, is there any annual event that you like to attend? well carnival used to be a big thing for me, but not anymore, but i would like to go to glastonbury at least once.
it’s a beautiful thing to watch daylight gradually seep in, as the full moon wanes. i just got in after an early morning airport run, the sun isn’t quite up yet, the sky is just lightening, the lights are still on. it just added to my good mood. even though my sleep cycle is completely our of synch. got up at three to take a friend to the airport. even then outside was well light, the moon was out, the sky cloudless. it was beautiful.
today is going to be interest and short. it’s local government elections here [more bs for the masses, i’m really sorry there isn’t a none of the above category on the ballot, that’s about the only that’ll get me to the polls] and that means i have 2 hours to vote as well as my lunch hour, i think i’ll be leaving work a little after one for the day.
vic is here in 4 days and the hours are just slipping away, the pig and her significant other were giving me a little pong for it at the airport, is like i said vic was coming and my whole face light up. like the sun come early. now if the cash will start rolling in. i’ll be a lot less worried.
anyway, there is hair washing and bathing to do before work, so i should get to it, this wash, rinse, repeat, condition is a hour wuk and i have stinky sea water hair.
i’ll be back later.
so the kayaking didn’t acutally happen first thing this morning… the RSH didn’t show up til almost 10 and by that time we were all starving. who all you ask? the usual suspects – RSH, nance and naim. we went to the bight, had brunch, which was only spoiled by our truly rude and horrendous waitress, i loathe bad service. but we hung about anyway, play pool while RSH, went home to drop something. i lost every single game, my god. i just couldn’t get it together. tonight is the full moon but gratefully i seemed to have avoided the emotional rollercoaster. i think all my energies are focussed on vic’s imminent arrival.
now where was i? oh yeah the kayaking, i kayaked for the first time today. i used to row, but kayaking is a completely a horse [or well a boat] of a different colour, it took me a while to get the whole forward momentum thing and while laughing at naim capsizing his kayak, i capsized mine, it was hard enough getting into the kayak at the water’s edge, it was even worse in the water. between karen and the guys in the boat who were laughing their ass off my predicament, i managed to get back in the kayak and sometime later back to shore. in the process i managed to lose my new cute slippers but all in all today has been a great, relaxing and all around enjoyable day. i’m sitting at nance’s on my machine [i stopped home to get it] nance has cool shit on her machine, a lot of which has been copied to my computer to sort out later.
and this pretty much covers the days activities. next sunday vic is going to meet the girls and my mother. somehow i think my achy arms is going to be the least of the worries. i’m just exaggerating, i think it’s going to be fine.
karen is ready to depart, so i’ll wrap this now. adieu
it’s a little after 2am and i’m still awake, not even marginally sleepy. so it’s quiz time.
here are the sunday memes:
::: Just Cruisin’ :::
1. Do you prefer to be the driver or passenger? driver, i love to drive
2. When you drive somewhere, do you prefer to take the long way or quickest route?
quickest. point a to point b for me.
3. Do you have road rage? yes.
4. What is the longest road trip you taken? drove 11 hours to propose to vic but i also drove across 4 countries (london, uk to dortmund, germany)
5. What would your reaction be if you were driving and saw an animal run into the road? brake, slow to avoid it.
- Natalie:: merchant
- Concrete::jungle
- AIDS:: condom
- Rubber hose::beating
- Paper clip:: bendy thingy
- Route 66:: get your kicks
- Summer camp::hell
- Coin purse:: loose change
- Orion::belt
- Instigate::confusion
last week’s sunday what if:
if you could forever eliminate one specific type of prejudice from the earth, which would it be? this is tough. racial.
old dirty question as well:
which is more intimate, sex or kissing? i’d go with kissing
ok, kayaking in the morning has been confirmed so i should at least go lie down in my bed for the sleep to find me.
but this is damn near ridiculous.
it’s a little after 10pm and i’ve been asleep since 3pm and i think the only thing that got my ass out of bed is hunger. it’s been an hour since i started this post, but i got sidetracked by dead lilke me on showtime. i like television, i particularly like stuff that’s well written with witty banter. which doesn’t explain my love of charmed and the other trite shit, that i tend to watch.
i guess it’s how my mind works, same sort of diverse tastes in music and reading material. i was on an 80s binge earlier today but i’m a little ‘pop’-ed out right now, dug into the archives and came up the first metallica album, it’s interesting to see the development. speaking of which i heard the first single the other day. bleech. i could see why they want to keep the album format [there is a story about that online somewhere, go find it, i’m feeling lazy], that single sucks ass [badly with teeth], that shit would never sell on it’s own.
wait, what am i saying? this is the same world that’s foisted backstreet and n’syc on us. which brings me to another thought, how manufactured are these pop acts, i mean isn’t there one in every generation?
every generation has a popular mainstream act, a mainstream act, that used to be underground sensation, an underground sensation, that’s just ripe to go mainstream… you get the general idea or am i just cynical and paranoid from working in advertising.
and on the subject of being paranoid and advertising [aren’t segues wonderful], found this guardian online article about trading on fear.
although i had a seven hour nap, i should get some sleep i’m supposed to go kayaking with the RSH in the morning, although i haven’t heard from her for the day.
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i love saturdays like this, i watched kids wb, i watched cartoon network and then i watched on of the most surreal pieces of programming on tv – invader zim.
is it me or is the adult content of saturday morning cartoons been cranked up a notch. actually most children’s programming or is it just the vice in my adult mind? even sesame street, well the one we watched as children [let’s see; showing my age here; between ‘78 – ‘86] there was so much subtext. i watched an episode recently, it’s so pc, it’s just boring. actually i find a lot of the education programming goes so out of the way to be pc, it just sucks the element of fun out of it. there are all these in jokes and subtext in the generally programming and most of it appears directed to adults. i guess it’s an attempt to make these animated series family viewing.
in more news of the surreal, somewhere between getting my hair neatened and my sheer exuberance at vic’s impending arrival, i seemed to have turned into… dare i say it… a looker? – people are staring, i’m getting compliments. vic think i’m sexy but she loves and she married me, so she’s baised. i’m stunned, i’ve never really considered myself much of a looker, i’m comfortable with who i am, but i guess i think i have more of my share of troll days than most people. i’m trying to demur and take them graciously, but the sheer volume just has me somewhat overwhelmed. i mean, i was getting salacious looks at AD last night, which is uncommonly rare for me. i do not fit the profile, i’m not effeminate, i’m not a hard body, not by any stretch of the imagination and i don’t behave particularly slutty. [* there is an aside here, i’ll get to it in a moment]
i’m not accustomed to the attention and at heart i’m antisocial. i remember when i was about 10 not wanting to go somewhere with my mother and coming up with all sorts of [what i thought to be, then] brilliant excuses. my mother accused me of being antisocial, i think she right. for my friends i’ll do almost anything to help and defend them to the end, but for the general public and large masses of people, i tend not to be too kosher about [that’s putting it mildly]. which makes me wonder how i got through all those carnivals and how i make friends exactly.
hmmm, this could be why i like the internet, i can make friends without interacting with the unwashed masses and generally online conversations take some degree of cerebral stimulation, which is a major selling point for me.
*[insert aside here] i’ve realised between the pride fete and last nights adventures, i can’t lead when i’m dancing, it’s strange, i can dance on my own, i can wine back, but the concept of directing someone else’s movements is foreign to me. just wanted to make that observation. fin.
ok, we’ve come to the end of another of keifel’s long ass post.
thank you for playing.
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after last nights adventures, i’m easing my way into the day:
Sexy Saturday either ors (from faymow):
1. Oral or Vaginal?
is this giving or receiving? what am i saying, i’m orally fixated. duh
2. Hour long sweat session or quickie?
it all depends but next week we get to try out all the possibilities.
3. Missionary or Doggie?
variety is the spice of life, going to do it all next week, too. but honestly i prefer missionary or positions where i can see vic face.
the saturday scruples courtesy girlunderway:
1. Angry neighbors are beating up a man they caught sexually assaulting a girl. Do you try to stop them?
hmmmm, morally dilemma… i would probably want to join in, but i’d call the police first. i would try to reason with them til the police got there.
2. Your current sweetheart confesses that s/he financed college by working as a prostitute. Do you end the relationship?
why? one of the things that make people interesting is the experiences that shape them. and who am i to judge anyone.
3. Your 12-year-old son asks you to rent a PLAYBOY video for him. Do you?
no, it’s not age appropriate. and besides it sends the wrong symbols about sexuality, there is enough stuff in the library for him to read.
well this took longer than expected, i suppose it’s because i’m watching tv. i’m going to get some food, i’ll be back
any evening out with the rude shameless hussy [as she to be henceforth called] is always entertaining. and tonight was no exception. i had a blast from sitting outside subway talking complete and utter shit, to getting all hot and sweaty in ad with our travelling companions.
the rude shameless hussy title has a tale but it’s 3:36am and i’m exhausted. sufficed to say, that we were abandonded by RSH for over an hour [that’s the rude part] for a woman she’s had the hots for a while [the shameless hussy part], more of this tale will be posted in related blogs [people you know who you are].
i’m off to bed.
oh before i go, in a moment of true internet surrealism – the email vic sent telling me that she’d be late, two nights ago arrived sometime tonight. go figure.
but all of that is irrelevant, this time next week, vic will be safely in my arms.
so goodnight and a fond adieu to you and you and you.
how hard are these words to say? i used to believe that trinidad had no customer service [i don’t doubt it] but i’ve come to realise that the problem is that trinidadians are just fucking ill mannered.
i don’t want to believe i’m special, because my friends and their children are polite. yeah, we can be fucked up with people we don’t like, but common courtesies come easy to us.
why is it so hard for other people, you get into a taxi a simple good day would suffice. no, hardly ever happen, people bounce into you in the street and look as if they want to beat you.
it wasn’t always like this, i’m sure. the fact that i have manners is indicates that i learned it somewhere.
well not somewhere, my mother taught me well, there are things i still don’t do reflexively. is this what is missing? is this why we have all these ruffians and our out of control crime situation?
can our national crisis be solved with good manners?
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