5.11.2005

weak

So, I came home tonight and decided I was going to be lazy (ok, this is just my normal state) and warm up a frozen pizza for dinner. Sounds simple, right? Apparently microwave pizzas have become a lot more complicated since the last time I checked. I'm quoting excerpts directly from the box here:

Pull tear strip along edge of carton and peel back top of carton along perforations. Do NOT tear off the top of the carton. Fold top of carton around completely. Silver surface should be facing up, aligned with guide lines shown, creating a microwave crust crisping platform. (See Illustration)

What the...?? Since when did making a frozen meal require a college education? I bet that illustration used to be labeled Figure 5b. And you want to know the worst part? It took twice as long to cook than the box said. I mean all that engineering time they spent in designing the perfect "crust crisping platform" and they misjudged cooking time by at least half?

As Taylor would say, "Weak sauce."

5.05.2005

minutiae

Today is Cinco de Mayo. But even more importantly, it is currently 5:05pm on 05/05/05. Even better would have been if I had posted this at 0505 hrs, but I'm not one to waste precious sleeping time. Oh how easily I am amused.

4.27.2005

simple

Deftly maneuvering my small dinged up car into a tight parking space, I pause to briefly savor the last grain of salt on my meal of french fries before reaching to turn off the ignition. My ears take a moment to adjust to the absence of the blaring radio. A faint melody teases me with its unrecognizability. My eyes dart back to the lights of the dash. No, that's off. The cell phone? Wrong song. My mind races to do a quick check of other devices that might emit such a sound. I start to panic as I realize that none of them are responsible for the tune. Has it finally happened? Can I no longer distinguish between the music in my head and reality?

Taking a breath of fresh crisp air as I step out of the car, I notice my surroundings. A kid no older than 8 bikes down the sidewalk. Some homes have welcome mats in front of their doors. The lawns look well cared for and the flowers are in full bloom. Just as suburbia registers, I realize I've forgotten my youth and the joys of that sound: the song of the ice cream truck that finally comes into view.

4.20.2005

sappiness

In every blogger's time, a little rain must fall. Oh wait, no song lyrics. Let me try again.

In every blogger's time, the glorious day will come when she discovers her readers care. Or at least are bored with everything else and think you might have something interesting to say. It may come sooner for some, but most must toil for many weeks/months/years before the blessed event occurs. Today was my day. JAdam told me to 'get on it' and produce new blog postings. Twas a touching moment for us both. ;) And so, I present: my thoughts of late.

Change is inevitable. I'm not one for stagnation; routine eventually bores me, and I start to go out of my way to look for ways to spice things up. And now, I've put the wheels into motion for a particularly large change*. It's pretty much the only thing I can think about these days, and probably much to the dismay of my friends, the only thing I can talk about. I can't help but wonder if I've done the right thing to take this step, if the timing is right, and if I won't be happier leaving everything the way it is right now.

On the flip side, I'm looking forward to the newness of it all. The beginnings of things are always such an exciting time. You don't know what to expect, and no matter how much you think you've prepared, something hits you and you think, "wow, never would have seen that coming."

All in all, I'd say I've been having very cheesy thoughts, involving the words 'chapter' and 'era.' Hence the hiatus from the blog this month. But perhaps I can be proven wrong, perhaps this stuff can be interesting as well. And if it's not to you, well, I promise I'll return to my normal snarky media-nitpicking self soon enough.

*Disclaimer: If you know the change of which I speak, please do not post comments about it, I'd rather not talk directly about it in this space just yet.

4.07.2005

flora

I haven't felt the urge to write lately. I say this knowing full well you've all been waiting with bated breath for the next entry. ;) Instead, I thought I'd share some pictures I took recently at the Botanical Gardens. The vivid colors were too breathtaking to pass up and I snapped over 100 shots. Don't worry, I only uploaded a select few. Enjoy!