My pockets hurt

[twicketface]

I'm proud of myself and hope that this is the start of a positive change in the life of me. In the past three days, I've gone to the YMCA twice. Both times have been before 8 am (7:30 and 6:00, respectively) and have combined cardiovascular activity (bicycling) and weight lifting (weight machines).

Right now, I'm groggy, tired, sore and weary. And it feels pretty damn good.

The schedule (as it stands now) will be Monday/Wednesday/Saturday, depending on weekend plans and other circumstances as they arise. Since the Y is open from 5am to 9:30pm, I don't see a problem with it not fitting into my schedule. My back is a little sore, but I think that's from having such a sedentary lifestyle. I woke up yesterday with a shooting pain in my back (the one I get every once in a while). I think it's time to see the chiropractor to adjust me as needed.

Marie and I saw Serendipty (terrible), Wet Hot American Summer (fantastic) and Ghost World (very good) this weekend. H. Jon Benjamin shows up when you least expect him.

Tonight we're house-sitting for my parents while they are away in Georgia for a vacation. Ok, maybe house-sitting is not the right term. Hot tub and cable modem using sounds better. Also get to go to Cy's Biestro for some Thai food. I've been looking forward to this since last week.

Two interesting bumper stickers I saw en route to work:
"When the tailgate drops, the bullshit stops"
and
"Ass, gas or grass - Nobody rides for free" (Complete with pictures of each, for those visual learners).

I also saw a mini-van driver (with a D.A.R.E. bumper sticker) throw a cigarette butt out his window. Ah, delicious irony.

Comments

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[blue-sunshine.livejournal.com]

Say "so long" to the gut, just not to the fries that support it. Curly fries are like manna from heaven.

Okay, I exaggerate a little.

I forgot to mention the Thai food bidness in my e-mail to you. I think Thai food is among the most brilliant imported cuisine in America. I had this beautiful dish called "Good Luck Chicken" (ordered because the name just exudes love). It was a brilliant mess of lemongrass, lime juice, cilantro, ground up chicky-choo...all wrapped up by the consumer in lettuce leaves with more cilantro and big old fat sprouts. I was in complete adoration of it.

Thinking of food even at 9am--d

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[twicketface.livejournal.com]

Sweet Malyasian Curry - rice, chicken, sprouts, pea pods and red potatoes. Fan-tas-tic. I get three meals out of it, and order extra rice to stretch the leftovers.

Yours sounds good too.

Ok ok, one order of curly fries per 6 months is allowed. Just no Horsey sauce. Who are the ad wizards that came up with that name?

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[blue-sunshine.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, but what in the fuck is "horsey sauce"? It sounds scary--like something that a practicing vegetarian (poke, poke "YOU") shouldn't be eating.

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[twicketface.livejournal.com]

You have no Arby's in Texas. Well shet!

Horsey sauce (ow, quit poking me) is horseradish sauce. And as a former employee, just work in the back kitchen in August and get a wiff of that stuff and you'll know that the world can be, at times, a very bad place.

My dad tends to enjoy the H sauce, but I’ve never tried the stuff. Some foods have a good stink to them (onions, onion bagels) while others use their aroma as a warning – not for human consumption.

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[blue-sunshine.livejournal.com]

goose,

we do have arby's. remember how much i exalted the wonderfulness of their curly fries in some of our earliest correspondence? i have never been told about horsey sauce though...and I am not sorry that i wasn't told.

horsey sauce free for life--d

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[twicketface.livejournal.com]

Mavrick(?),

Perhaps you were referring to Hardee's curly fries? How was I to know?

Anyways, honey mustard is the dipping sauce of choice for damn near everything.

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[blue-sunshine.livejournal.com]

i beg to differ, cowboy. And we specifically discussed ARBY's curly fries because you used to work there which led to our discussion of your vegetarianism and my love of chicken. See, I remember things.

And ranch is the dipping sauce of choice.

Hungry now, you bastard--d

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[twicketface.livejournal.com]

YOU're the one in Tx, cowgirl.

And I'd argue those of us trying to lose our fry guts would prefer the low-fat dipping sauces (BBQ and Honey Mustard) to slothful Ranch.

On a side note, Bob, who used to be our store manager at Arby's and would sing Madonna songs into the microphones after we would close, got fired for stealing some 100 pounds of roast beef. It was after I stopped working there, but word spread fast. I ran into him at the County Fair a few months later. He looked like shit, as was par for the course.