A Theory
I have a theory: whenever Apple releases a new laptop, they send out silent seppuku protocols to all of the earlier generation laptops. Slowly but surely, performance degrades and bizarre and annoying quirks begin to surface. The object being, of course, to urge me to shell out for a shiny new 2.53ghz/4gb Macbook Pro. Oh, technology…
Chicken, Bikes, Signs and Clint Eastwood
Today, Erin and I both had the day off.
After a nice breakfast, we journeyed to Glendale Cyclery to look at bikes. We’re looking to get Erin a hybrid of some sort, so that we can both enjoy bike rides around the neighborhood, and periodic rides on the many trails that snake through Los Angeles County. Hopefully we’ll be able to find something soon! After that, a lunch/pilgrimage to the Hallowed Hall of Roasted Chicken, otherwise known as Zankou, where Erin was introduced to the very best in Armenian/Mediterranean cuisine, and I indulged in half a roast chicken.
I’m currently working on a project for Graphic Design 1, where we’re designing calendars using typography and photography. As my subject, I’ve chosen to take photos of old signs, one of my favorite things in the visual world. So, after lunch and an iced coffee run at our neighborhood coffee shop of choice, Cafe Tropical, I decided to bike down Sunset and Hollywood Boulevards, to snap some pictures of old motel signs to use in the project. I’ve posted a few of these shots here on Flickr. Also, I’ve posted a map of my route on MapMyRide, below. I really love the mapping tools this website offers, and I’ll probably post more maps as I continue to bike around the city. I’m just such a hopeless geek for maps.
Right now, Erin and I are about to drive over to the Los Feliz 3 to watch Clint Eastwood’s Changeling. Tomorrow, we begin our duel stint at The Cheesecake Factory in Glendale, which should be fun. Life is good!
And So…Once Again
I find myself donning the white apron of doom.
Today I began my first day of (re)training at The Cheesecake Factory in beautiful Glendale, CA. Erin has been working there for a month or so while nursing school awaits, and I’m excited to join her there. As most of you know, the two of us met at The Cheesecake Factory in Overland Park (let out collective “aww…” now), so we’re pretty confident that working together ain’t gonna be no thang. And since my school schedule this term is somewhat more lax than previous terms, it seems wise to take advantage of the opportunity and squirrel away some money for tuition and rent. I’m really quite excited that Erin and I get to team up to make the money we need to do the things we need to do, and excited to hang out with her even more than we do currently (Considering we’ve been married for a couple months already, I think that’s a good sign, right?).
Something else of note, and something that has somehow gone un-blogged up till now, is that my car seems to have decided to cease its earthly life. The ‘98 Dodge Stratus which I was graciously gifted by my father last year has tripped the portentous “Oil Pressure Light”. Upon taking the car to the dealership, it was revealed that something was dreadfully wrong with either the transmission or engine, and that it would cost $500 to have the specific problem diagnosed. Since the cost of fixing the car would surely be more than the car is worth, we decided not to pursue the problem. And since the oil pressure light usually means “Don’t Dare Drive Me”, we’ve left it parked on the street for the last month and a half, rather than risk the car spontaneously combusting on the I-5. Also, It’s definitely worth mentioning that the car decided to do this about a week after Erin moved here with her own car. If this were to have happened in, say, June, I don’t know what I would have done. Thankfully, we have one car between us, and though that’s a bit complicated in LA when you’re juggling work and school, we make it work. The goal is to find a new(ish) car sometime soon(ish), once we can afford it.
Finally, tomorrow I will be voting. I’m pretty sure that I’m more excited about the end of the election season as I am about the election, itself, but whatever. Anyway, remember: vote early and vote often.
My Thoughts, in a List
- Sufjan Stevens really needs to get working on a new album. C’mon, buddy.
- I’m really digging this Twelves remix of The Black Kids’ tune, “I’m Not Gonna Teach.” Delicious.
- I’m incredibly happy about what Colin Powell said yesterday on “Meet the Press”, in reference to whisperings that Obama might actually be a Muslim. Powell said, “Well, the correct answer is, he is not a Muslim, he’s a Christian. He’s always been a Christian. But the really right answer is, what if he is? Is there something wrong with being a Muslim in this country? The answer’s no, that’s not America. Is there something wrong with some seven-year-old Muslim-American kid believing that he or she could be president?” Thank you. Finally. I’ve been waiting for somebody of stature to say this for months now. Thank you, Mr. Powell.
- I’m meditating on this incredibly profound, succinct quote by John Ruskin, “Every increased possession loads us with a new weariness.”
- I’m incredibly thankful that Erin and I had a chance to visit with Delara today!
- I’m sort of falling in love with our two dachshunds. Blast.
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