| chris ( @ 2008-03-25 19:06:00 |
grab bags R us
i've been neglecting you, my pretties, and for that i apologize. i especially apologize to all of you who haven't stopped updating, and promise i've read everything on the old friends list, even if i haven't always had time to reply. i've been a busy little beaver, out having fun and maybe not saving the world, but i'm sure about the having fun part. i took tonight off from my regularly scheduled fun because, quite frankly, i was on the verge of overdoing it, and while i'm all about over the top and overeating, overdoing is a bit...overdone.
so what i have arrayed below is some of the tastier morsels of the while since you read me last. enjoy, or don't--reader's choice!
first off, i think i forgot to mention that i saw the mountain goats, sound-unheard, a few weeks ago. they were really great live; highly recommended show-experience, even if you're not into them (i literally had no idea even what genre they were).
second off, i am free! i escaped nike with no more than minor cuts and bruises, and mostly, i think, i left a decent taste in their mouth. i was no overachiever in my final days, but neither did i entirely phone it in. i turned in my badge, cleaned off my computer and cleaned out my desk, and rode out of there forever. i think i'll keep at least one of the friends i made working there, and i'm just glad i left before i started to resent the people in addition to the work and the bureaucracy that made it craptastic.
third off, i found myself on a heated toilet seat that sports a bidet on monday morning. i've never experienced a heated toilet seat that wasn't warmed merely by the previous user's backside, nor have i ever actually seen a bidet (except, oddly, in an apartment building in boston wherein the units didn't have their own bathrooms...a communal bidet?). my new building is kind of fancy. i like my new job, and i had no trouble agreeing to try not to work more than 40 hours per week when the HR lady requested it of me. i think i can get along pretty well with these kids, and their technical problems don't seem too heinous.
fourth off, we are settling into the new homeplace.
kdaisy721 and i have yet to peeve eachother beyond the typical peeving we did even when not living together. we're almost a month in. we still love the place. if you're in portland, me love you long time and wanna show you the place on sunday, 6 april. we'll make sushi. save the date, expect full-blown invite soonly.
on sunday, with help from
dark_knightly, i attached bunny ears to my bike helmet and led a group of similarly (or better!) attired folks across town to a big bunny potluck. i drank some beer, made some friends, went to a hot tub and watched "who framed roger rabbit" while drinking champagne before i returned home, many moons later. it was suggested that i really tie one on so that i might set the bar low on my first day of work. my new friends are quality =)
fifth off, i'm looking for an old used squeezebox. not the accordion or the who song. the network music player. have one laying around i could buy off you? ebay is strangely lacking. i've mailed a few craigslist people in various cities, but i can't imagine that working out well "yeah. just mail it to me. it's light. i'm good for the money!"
sixthly, i made probably the most complex, and maybe most tasty meal of my cooking career, weekend before last. mole chicken. two chickens, actually. we cooked for 5 hours straight. it was epic, tasty, and made approximate a metric fuckton of food. i finally finished it tonight. i will be cooking more with this particular partner in crime who shares my opinions about cooking Right and With Love. as many of my friends do =). I'd post a recipe, but i just couldn't do it justice. it was originally a frida kahlo recipe. authentic but with some fudging and modification, despite a largely successful effort to be all authentic (lard, 4 kinds of chiles, at least 15 spices..)
seventhly: have you had a pillowfight lately? why not? i joined a flash mob in a brief fun frenzy this weekend. whee.
lastly, courtesy
mhat, the best interview question ever:
you open a terminal, running bash. you type in "telnet www.google.com" and hit enter. describe in great detail what happens. really. as much detail as you can.
i could probably write a novella. i'd only need the one question, as an interviewer or interveiwee, to see if this was really the right person for a unixy job. oh yes, my pretties.
i've been neglecting you, my pretties, and for that i apologize. i especially apologize to all of you who haven't stopped updating, and promise i've read everything on the old friends list, even if i haven't always had time to reply. i've been a busy little beaver, out having fun and maybe not saving the world, but i'm sure about the having fun part. i took tonight off from my regularly scheduled fun because, quite frankly, i was on the verge of overdoing it, and while i'm all about over the top and overeating, overdoing is a bit...overdone.
so what i have arrayed below is some of the tastier morsels of the while since you read me last. enjoy, or don't--reader's choice!
first off, i think i forgot to mention that i saw the mountain goats, sound-unheard, a few weeks ago. they were really great live; highly recommended show-experience, even if you're not into them (i literally had no idea even what genre they were).
second off, i am free! i escaped nike with no more than minor cuts and bruises, and mostly, i think, i left a decent taste in their mouth. i was no overachiever in my final days, but neither did i entirely phone it in. i turned in my badge, cleaned off my computer and cleaned out my desk, and rode out of there forever. i think i'll keep at least one of the friends i made working there, and i'm just glad i left before i started to resent the people in addition to the work and the bureaucracy that made it craptastic.
third off, i found myself on a heated toilet seat that sports a bidet on monday morning. i've never experienced a heated toilet seat that wasn't warmed merely by the previous user's backside, nor have i ever actually seen a bidet (except, oddly, in an apartment building in boston wherein the units didn't have their own bathrooms...a communal bidet?). my new building is kind of fancy. i like my new job, and i had no trouble agreeing to try not to work more than 40 hours per week when the HR lady requested it of me. i think i can get along pretty well with these kids, and their technical problems don't seem too heinous.
fourth off, we are settling into the new homeplace.
on sunday, with help from
fifth off, i'm looking for an old used squeezebox. not the accordion or the who song. the network music player. have one laying around i could buy off you? ebay is strangely lacking. i've mailed a few craigslist people in various cities, but i can't imagine that working out well "yeah. just mail it to me. it's light. i'm good for the money!"
sixthly, i made probably the most complex, and maybe most tasty meal of my cooking career, weekend before last. mole chicken. two chickens, actually. we cooked for 5 hours straight. it was epic, tasty, and made approximate a metric fuckton of food. i finally finished it tonight. i will be cooking more with this particular partner in crime who shares my opinions about cooking Right and With Love. as many of my friends do =). I'd post a recipe, but i just couldn't do it justice. it was originally a frida kahlo recipe. authentic but with some fudging and modification, despite a largely successful effort to be all authentic (lard, 4 kinds of chiles, at least 15 spices..)
seventhly: have you had a pillowfight lately? why not? i joined a flash mob in a brief fun frenzy this weekend. whee.
lastly, courtesy
you open a terminal, running bash. you type in "telnet www.google.com" and hit enter. describe in great detail what happens. really. as much detail as you can.
i could probably write a novella. i'd only need the one question, as an interviewer or interveiwee, to see if this was really the right person for a unixy job. oh yes, my pretties.