You remember back when I temped at the Opera, and how awesome that was? Yeah. That was AWESOME. I could've danced all night at that place. Not that my current temp job isn't awesome. Because now I can harass my roommate all day, and that's rad. And I get to do loads of fun stuff, like populate slides, and test logics, and that's pretty...oh, wait.
In other news, Dinana has recently sent me a link to The Great and Secret Thing, which is this, and particular she wanted me to see this, and it is about Our Hero the Traveler. He is amazing and I now love this site and I think someday I may want to have blog-babies with it.
As you may already know, last week was Cinco de Mayo, which--much like St. Patrick's Day--is in the top Holidays of Other Cultures that San Franciscans Love Because It Means Drinking a Lot and Eating Awesome Food. And in classic style, it involved lots of conversations about where one was celebrating. I--as is my wont on such occasions--headed straight for the homestead, where Sara was slow-cooking the BEST PULLED PORK ON THE PLANET for the Tacos From Heaven. Have I ever mentioned how much I love living with a professional chef? I don't know if I have. And then the night after that, she made her own Carolina-style bbq sauce (vinegar-based with brown sugar, butter, molasses, and red pepper flakes) for THE BEST PULLED PORK SANDWICHES ON THE PLANET.
Yeah.
And then she grilled some sausages I got at last Sunday's Polish Festival, where the accordions were as rambunctious as the dancers, the sausage selection was rivaled only by the sauerkraut, and I got a jar of pickles the size of my head. It was wild, I tell you. WILD.
Almost as wild as this guy's mullet. I KNOW.
He's all business on the left...
And then...WHOA! PARTY ON THE RIGHT! My girlfriends and I were utterly mesmo. We couldn't figure it out: did it start as mohawk? a rat tail? a mohawk with a rat tail? Either way, AWESOME.
And last, but not definitely definitely definitely not least: DEEE HAD HER BABY ON SATURDAY!! That's right: the day before Mother's Day. WELL PLAYED, BABY GIRL. Please welcome with me to the world Elena Camille, Deee and Brian's little seven pound, eight ounce gem. I hope to have photos on here soon of her--if not ones that I've taken, at least ones that Deee has sent. I'm so thrilled she's here!
Hugs,
esss
