How to entertain oneself on a rainy Sunday. John ties hemp necklaces and he needed some beads, so I made some out of Sculpy. He made some too. I’d show you his masterpiece, but it’s rather too dirty and anatomically correct. Hidden talents abound.
I’ve been job hunting now for more than a year. Probably closer to two. I mean, I had an entirely different boyfriend and an entirely different house when I started. It’s getting ridiculous.
I applied today to something that pays $570 a week. That’s unheard of for office work here in the armpit of Northwest GA, but I’m going to trust it. It was in the paper and not on Craigslist, so chances are good it’s legit.
So help me out, kids. Send me some good vibes. I can’t tolerate fast food pizza work for much longer. That, and John can only take up so much of the slack.
Mama needs to buy some more vinyl!
Very happy Internetting and listening to this on vinyl - repayment of a debt from J’s boss. We saw him IN ROME (within walking distance) Thursday, but couldn’t stay because The Brewhouse people have no idea of how to run sound. Was painful. Alas.
At last we have internets at the hizzy. So very pleased.
One of my Republican leanings is with regard to gun control. I don’t like it. However, all Obama’s asking for is to limit the sale of assault weapons and high-capacity magazines. I don’t see the problem there. Most hunters and recreational shooters don’t need such things. Which is why I agree with this point. Most Conservatives believe in freedoms that suit them and them alone. It’s maddening.
Anthony Bourdain and Alton Brown at a strip club together, the Clermont Lounge in Atlanta to be exact. This is the most perfect moment in history.
If I waked into an establishment and Anthony Bourdain was talking to Alton Brown I would be really excited but I would have the respect to admire them from afar. If I waked into a strip club and saw them I would lose it and run over and try to hug them both. I can’t even describe my pure joy of seeing them together in this episode. It’s obvious that Bourdain hasn’t been enjoying the shtick of The Layover, but he really seemed to enjoy Atlanta. That made me so happy.
And again, I say he needs to experience Nashville.
Do you really consider the Clermont a strip club? I was there once…after a Lucero Show where I’d had too much whiskey. And yes, there were a couple (as I recall) old chicks lacking some clothing on the bar, but no one was really paying attention to them. Besides that, it just seemed like an ordinary dive bar. There was also some punk band that had just finished up their set.
I’ve only been to the Clermont once, and the usual folks weren’t there. I went there after a SCOTS show and the band was there drinking. But it’s known for the 90 some-odd year old lady who entertains patrons by crushing beer cans with her boobs. I’ve never met her, but some friends have told me legendary stories. I think it was a much bigger thing back in the 80s and 90s.
And by the way, the idea of Anthony Bourdain and Alton Brown in the same room is just fantastic to me. I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall there.