I'm a dork

Sitting in a bookstore, sipping non-fat chai, reading, and catching up on email on my phone [so any typos are due to the phone keyboard...thats my story and Im sticking to it]. Yup...bookstore, email on phone. Dork.

Picked Rod up at SFO this morning, then we went to brunch in the city [Squat & Gobble...chicken pesto crepe, yum]. Good time, relaxing, interesting conversation...now out and about, running some errands, enjoying the weather [though temps in the 80s area bit *too* warm for this autumn-weather-loving gal].

Off I go to the next stop...woot!

recipe for a nap

Ingredients:

1 lazy Sunday afternoon
1 sunny, moderately warm day
1 light breeze
1 set vertical blinds
1 comfy couch
1 sleepy kitty
1-2 good books

Adjust vertical blinds until light is softly filtered. Mix afternoon, warm day, and light breeze with blinds until soporific. Separately, mix books, sleepy kitty, and couch together; when sufficiently combined, add previous mixture until nap is achieved.

kaboom!

A great day...went into SF to hang out at KFOG KaBoom with Jim [and a few thousand other close friends]. A great atmosphere out on the piers, and one of the best fireworks shows I've seen. Nice way to spend the day...

An update: KFOG says there were about 45,000 people on the piers, with another 350,000 gathered along the waterfront; they've posted a video of the fireworks at the link above.

a waste of a day

Well, not a waste, in that it was apparently necessary, but *man* I hate being sick on my own time! The bronchitis took me out today...could barely get out of bed, so gave in and didn't fight it. Slept much, coughed much, still tired and aching from the inside out.

But hey, you get a great ab workout from the coughing.

the best pun ever

When I was in high school, there was a girl a year ahead of me named Amber Graves. And for a while, she dated a guy named Wayne. To this day, I can't hear "America, the Beautiful" without thinking of them:

"O beautiful, for spacious skies
For Amber Graves and Wayne.
For purple mountain majesties,
Above the fruited plain."

[Seriously...I swear I'm not making this up. Those were their names...and only a pun-loving goob like me would get such a kick out of it. Guilty as charged...]

'round and 'round we go...

So I get up crazy early, and make it to San Francisco by 6:30a to pick up Rod. To the airport, drop him off, head back home...but a few minutes into the drive, my phone rings. His flight was cancelled...next flight is at 12:45p. So turn around, head back to airport, pick him up, turn back around, head to my place. Hang out, talk, walk down and get some coffee, chill, then climb back into the car and head to the airport for the third time today.

No word from him yet...taking that as good news. :^)

one advantage

A nice thing about not working is that I can take friends to the airport during the week. Mind you, making it up to the city [sorry..."The City (tm)"] by 7a isn't my most favorite thing to do, but it's cool to be able to be "the airport friend" while I can. Plus it gets me extra time with them before they head off to other places...an added bonus. Last week, Lisa; today, Rod...and then next week, Jim is being sweet and will be *my* airport friend as I head off to Ohio for a while.

Off I go, to beat the traffic...hi ho, Cooper, awaaaayyyyyy!!!!

kathleen turner...whoo hoo

So it's a chest cold again. Well, actually, it's likely "still"...the same one that caught me a few weeks ago probably stuck around, and is resurfacing. Low-level bronchitis, or some such thing. Nothing to do but wait for it to run its course, but I've got some fun medication [medically-induced wooziness...yay!]. For the first time in a long time, I'm leaning more towards the "Kathleen Turner" voice than "Minnie Mouse". Of course, it's likely to slide right in to "Bea Arthur" before long, but that's still better than squeaking like a Disney character on helium.

The plus side: not working right now, so I can take it as easy as I need to. The down side: it's my own time, darn it...and I really would rather be out there walking, bike riding, finding bookstores, anything but feeling poopy.

Pepper is enjoying the company, though...

the smell of summer

A very nice day yesterday...Jim came over and we grilled in my backyard. He kind of overshot on the volume of food [I tease him that he must have been an army cook in a previous life, with the massive amounts of food he ends up cooking], but it was good: grilled onions, zucchini, peppers, sweet potatoes, chicken sausage, chicken breast [in a really good asian marinade he made]. After the cook-out, we went down to Castro Street in Mountain View for gelato, but found a street fair going on, which was a nice surprise. Wandered it for a while, got some good flavored almonds [butter toffee for me, cinnamon/cajun for him], and wrapped up the afternoon with a banana split. A very nice day, indeed.

Today, not as nice...beautiful weather, but I'm getting a cold. Actually, I expected this: it's the old "been running too much, too busy to get sick, then the minute you slow down, it catches up with you" thing. A little chest congestion, alternately stuffed/runny nose, that tired feeling. But there is a positive side to this: maybe this marks the first of my "two days in pjs" goal that I set for myself during my last week of work [oddly, I haven't been able to fulfill it yet...who know it would be so tough to give in to utter sloth for two straight days??].

Off to medicate a bit, feed the cat, grab some breakfast, get some laundry started, then pick a movie to enjoy...

pics from my last day

Just uploaded and captioned the pics from my last day at Acti...for those that are curious, they are at http://www.flickr.com/photos/tiredcynic/sets/72057594125688262/.