It's sunny with a slight breeze today - good picnic weather. Remember that picnic last year, Phillip? It's like that. Minus the picnic.
Monday, March 28, 2005
Saturday, March 26, 2005
If anybody wants to buy me a gift for an occassion, get me any of the following:
- digital reading kitchen scale
- electric mixer, handheld or standing
- food processor
- good quality knife
- a functioning microwave
Thank you.
Monday, March 21, 2005
It's been a while, you guys, but I've finally reached a point in laziness in which I could no longer persuade myself that weeks of my life were so irrelevant that they didn't deserve a couple of lines. However, after a three-hour drive from Houston to San Antonio, unloading and unpacking my luggage, and reassembling my computer, I don't have the energy nor the patience to type any more.
Good night.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Instead of actually seasoning meats on our own, buying ready-to-cook stuff is less expensive and time-consuming. It tastes good, too. Combine that with canned green beans and some rice, and you've got a complete meal!
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Tonight (more truthfully, early this morning), Roomie and I watched what we described as single-handedly the most exhausting musical, Hello, Dolly! Barbra Streisand outdoes herself as Dolly, the match-maker/dance instructor/coordinator/planner -- talking a-mile-minute, dancing, singing, running, etc., etc. -- it's dizzying just trying to keep up with her pace. That added with the extremely quick tempo of the story is almost impossible to follow without an adequate intermission, which Roomie and I had skipped. Watching the actors alone is enough to give me a cramp, but gawd was it funny. I highly recommend it to any musical theatre enthusiasts.
Thoroughly Modern Millie with Julie Andrews was a bit upsetting, however. I guess I was just spoiled by the excellent Broadway version of it, but the movie lacked vital parts of the play (including, but not limited to, whole musical numbers,) and almost all the songs were sung as background to what was happening, rather than the characters actually singing it. Sub-par.
Song of the Moment: Bill from musical Showboat

