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August 07, 2008
Keep on Moving, Folks...Nothing to See Here
Marie's picking me up momentarily to go to Water World. I promised her at the beginning of the summer that I would take a day off to experience the joy, nay tragedy, of repeatedly having my bathing suit ripped up my asscrack in front of hundreds of children...and now that day has come. I am lubed in sunscreen and ready to lollygag.
In other nonessential news, last night, we went out to eat at Bistro Vendome, a schwanky (relatively) restaurant downtown. I thought the food was decent (the charcuterie was among the weakest I've ever had and considering I order it at every restaurant that serves it - that says something), the atmosphere very, very good and the service pretty godawful. The waitress warned me about my hot plate and then put it down, literally, teetering only half-way onto the table so I had to use my own delicate fingers to push it back. (Luckily for me, this means I now have no fingerprints so can commit felonies willy-nilly.) Then she disappeared for hours at a time. 'tevs, just gives me more excuse to go back to their sister restaurant, Rioja, where I've had nothing but great food and great service. I drowned my sorrows in wine by the glass, ate some killer shrimp risotto, and then forsook dessert to return home and chow some homemade popsicles that Chia (soon to be owner of an all homemade ice cream shop downtown, for REALZ) brought over to my party on Friday. They are very, very good. And I've been eating them all week, so you can consider me an expert on the subject.
So that's what I've been up to. I also almost passed the fuck out at the gym yesterday. For no real reason.
Man...I should really start a blog so I can share this kind of stuff with the world.
Posted by Bree at August 7, 2008 10:15 AM