Sybaritic Sycophants

Saturday I woke up and made Yvette and I breakfast and proceeded to tackle my yard. It went feral with all the rain. It wasn’t quite dried out making it a damn chore but it had to be done. Took me a while. After that we went to go see the little girl. Her mom and her had the most amazing gift for us. I kind of wanted to cry.

I spent the rest of the day running around. Groceries, woke, leisure, etc. A run to the post office to mail off another eBay sale. I’m spending more time there for my personal business than I am work related these days. I really wish I had started this earlier. I got rid of some stuff that was surely worth more than I got. I should have done eBay. I did stop by the Lilies. I feel like they need to be thinned out. Ever since the main man who cared for them for over 30 years passed away they just are not the same. Still beautiful, but as a man that has spent years of his life admiring the park, I can see the difference.

It was a beautiful damn day and evening. I grilled some Korean steak for Yvette and I and later the kids and baby came over for some s’mores. I ate entirely too much for a diabetic but it had been years since I really had any. The little girl was fascinated by all the lights in the yard. She was all smiles. I really look forward to doing this more in the future.

Sunday I woke up early and did some things around the house. I ran some errands, bought my first pumpkin and decided to paint the address on my curbs. I had some lunch with my mother and walked my doggies. This weather is perfect dog walking weather. I did some meal prepping and made some more cheesecake. I’m hooked on this low carb cheese cake. Maybe to hooked. Worried I’ll burn myself out. It was a chill evening. I listened to some Pearl Jam and ate my dinner outside. I enjoyed the temperature.

The dreaded office week. I am not a stationary person. Heck, I was out and about all weekend. The one thing I welcomed about Monday morning was the morning temperature being in the 50s. 56 to be exact. Forecast shows that to be the norm for the week. What a joy!

Of course a Monday morning couldn’t be without a bump in the road. My week in which I rely upon my computer to work would be the week my computer dies. The RAM burned up. The actual tower began making all sorts of weird noises that I was unaware it could even make. It was a beautiful disaster. IT promptly came over and assessed the problem. It was a few hours later that they replace some parts and hopefully resolved said issues. Hopefully. The ticket was left open. Oh well, back to work I was.

Yvette was having her own Monday. A water leak and waiting for a plumber that never showed up. Damn plumbers and going on their own made up time. I hate waiting all day for a technician to arrive. Especially when I’m wasting my own time off for a no show.

At work we had a first. We have a loading dock that isn’t ever used. A couple of us were in the office talking about something. I can’t remember because what happened next erased that meaningless conversation for my mind. Some guy backed a golf cart right off the damn dock. The crash was so loud we all ran out to see the from two tires of a cart in the air. The occupant still in said vehicle. We got him out and he claimed to be okay. I think it was adrenaline kicking in. The cart…. What to do. We managed to get under it with a life. That was when a canister of compressed nitrogen came falling out and hissing at us. You don’t want that. Explosion was possible had it been any of the other compressed gasses the guys use. All in all it wasn’t a complete disaster. The cart drove away with what appear to be minor damage and only pride appeared to be hurt. I know we will being having the safety guy fall on this like flies on shit.

At the end of work I heard the news that James Earl Jones had passed away. What a sad moment. The voice of Darth Vader. He was part of so many of the movies that I grew up with. To say I was sad is an understatement. “Coming to America”, “Field of Dreams”, “The Lion King“ and three Tom Clancy film adaptations. I loved that role. His passing in Clear and Present Danger made me tear up as a 14 year old boy. We must also remember his part in The Simpsons Halloween special “Treehouse of Horror”. His rendition of Poe’s The Raven still stands, in my mind, as the best. That was October 1990 and my love for both The Simpsons & Halloween always anticipated their seasonal special. His voice was already larger than life to that 9 year old boy. He was a legend. Passed at the ripe young age of 93. He will be missed. RIP.

I woke up cold Tuesday. What the hell, it was 53 degrees. Yay!!! Tuesday was not eventful. Tuesday was boring. I was missing picking up Yvette in the mornings. Two days in a row. I made another eBay sale. I guess that’s good. It steady. It’s not work yet. I don’t want it to be work. I like it as a hobby that happens to also make me money. I don’t mind going to the post office when I know it means money for me.

I set up arrangements to meet with some catering crew for the wedding reception. I’m certainly glad that I did because they only do one wedding a weekend. What if our date was already booked? Yikes. Even if we decide to not go with them at least we are in the books and they can be a fall back. I honestly have high hopes for them. I’ve liked what I’ve had catered for other occasions. It’s nice to be staking steps forward. I mean, I did ring shopping this last weekend. It’s all so exciting.

I made the mistake of topping my evening off with the Presidentisl debate. Christ. I truly hate Trump. I don’t like either, but that man is a sybaritic sycophantic constipated asshole. I hate his voice. I will cry if I hear it another 4 years. The amount of vitriol continuously coming out of his mouth is enough to make me want to puke. Look, I’m no democrat. I usually don’t vote because I don’t see the point or care one way or another anymore. Call me disillusioned, if you must. I just can’t in good conscience not vote against this terrible human being again. I’d regret it. I didn’t vote in the first election which he ran, or his run for reelection. Like hell I’ll not vote again. I like to believe I have a faith. I don’t go to worship, but god has always been in my life. I’m sickened that this horrible person says he is looking out for good Christian values. I have a hard time believing he would even be allowed through the Pearly Gates into heaven. In all likelihood, if you believe in that sort of thing, it’s more likely he would be cast down into the depths of hell. What a practiced liar.

No Yvette again Wednesday morning. She secretly doesn’t like me anymore. Just kidding. She has been busy. Life. I’m afraid I’m going to get into the groove of not picking her up. If it happens it happens. What can I do. I even made breakfast for us both for the week and I’m eating it all. Bummer.

At work I had to deal with 2 hours of complete stupid. I was really going above and beyond to help. I had AP, Counseling Service and Psychology bouncing me around like a ping pong ball. AP wanted to pay and invoice, CS didn’t get the item to be payed, Psych had the item. I went through great hoops tracking the item down and fixing the situation caused my a coworker only to make many steps to get back to where I started. The item was where it needed to be all along but these assholes were not talking to each other. When I got that final email I said aloud “you have to be fucking kidding me!!” The story works better in person. It was so stupid I really couldn’t even be mad.

It was 9/11. Crazy how many years have passed since that terrible world changing day. It blows my mind that that’s being taught in the history books like the Vietnam War was taught to me. Now that makes me feel old. I am old. I was only 20 on that day. Now I’m 43. A lot of years have passed. A lot of people have been born. Thinking about time passing makes me want to start writing about my “olden days” and how much different it was. If not for me, for the kids. It will shock.

That evening I went to HEB Yvette and had a good old time. It’s fun having someone to shop for groceries with that likes shopping. After that I went home and cooked, played Zelda and started my show again. I’m really enjoying it. I had forgotten how much I like shows with subtitles. You really are forced to pay attention which makes for a much more enriching experience. It was a nice evening that made up for an annoying day.

Long week. I began to forget what day it was by Thursday. Thursday for lunch I had a run to the Post Office to mail off three email sells that I had yesterday. I’ve never had 3 in one day. What a thing! After spending too much time waiting in line I decided to treat myself for lunch. I went to The Pit Bar-B-Que. I’d been dying to try the Thursday lunch special, street tacos with choice of meat with a cheese and cilantro lime crema. I went with brisket and added jalapeño and some hot sauce. Side of jalapeño cream corn and a drink. Really good amount of food for the price. I think I could feed two. I was floored by how great the brisket and crema went together. I will hit this Thursday special again with Yvette. A real treat. I ate too much…. The bloat…. The struggle….

After work it was more curb painting. I did Yvette’s driveway. I think it turned good. Maybe I should pick this up as a weekend hobby/job? I don’t know. For now I Just have one more to do, my mom’s. I might actually want to do more once I’m finished with hers. Who can say.

Friday the 13th. Such an ominous day for so many people but I’ve always loved it. It’s a damn good day. I’ve always created them with a sense of excitement. Maybe it is the spooky love I have. I love the scary movies network TV would have on Friday the 13 when I was a kid. Something to get excited about. Those days are long long gone. So sad. I’ve never really liked the franchise movies based around the days. Always kind of sucked and I thought an inferior and overrated horror. I love what it did for horror and how it basically made a holiday out of every Friday the 13 for us horror crazies.

So Friday was a boring ass day at work and I just wanted to get off. I cooked for Yvette and Tee. We watched “The Fall Guy” & “Lucy”. I was bound and determined to watch one of the many Friday the 13th movies. I have all these years only managed to see the first one. None of the other 12. After doing some research online I settled on part 4. Multiple websites declared it to be the best. It was yet to be determined. The best of a pile of garbage is still garbage.

I guess as far as slasher films go, with a classic character, it was okay. I will never understand the appeal of slasher and I certainly think Jason is a bit of a joke. I understand the influence he has had on horror through the years and I certainly appreciate that. I like movies inspired. I guess this was okay. Certainly better than the first one. I enjoyed it for what it was. 80’s horror. Dumb people doing dumb things. Incredible force of violence. Sex. Gratuitous nudity. Good kills. Stupid. Just what I grew up with. I love 80’s horror. It was fun. Agree with the internet.

Happy Friday the 13th!!!!

Jalapeño

Pesto mushrooms and sunny side eggs over toast. Delicious. Never thought about pesto eggs. Try it.

Korean bibigo bbq with kimchi and sticky rice with Yvette.

Beef Stroganoff over sticky rice. Leftovers done right. I added whole peppercorns.

Air fryer chicken nuggets with mango habanero sauce, pineapple, jalapeño and cheese over a bed of sticky rice. It was actually really good.

Cheese ravioli with a meat sauce.

Breaded orange chicken w/ rice.

Green Chicken Curry. This was a first time for me. Curry paste & coconut milk. Bamboo shoots, red bell and snap peas. Over rice. Garnished with red jalapeño and Thai basil.

Steak street tacos with Tee and Yvette. Yvette made Fideo.