No post yesterday. I took
No post yesterday. I took the day off. I took the day off from work and from most everything else. I want to say thanks to all the friends that called to wish me a happy birthday. I appreciate it. Birthdays are not that big a deal these days and seemingly lose meaning with each passing year, but it still feel good when someone remembers. I spent the entire day with EL. We had lunch with Sam at Tamale Imperial... excellent banana leaf wrapped tamales to die for... then stopped downtown and got our marriage license. We had to chuckle when they made us raise our right hands and swear we weren't married to someone else. I stopped and took some infrared shots of the giant topiaries at the River Oaks Plant House, but they were all out of focus due to insufficient compensation for IR shift. My 100mm has not comp markings, so I was ballparking. I'll take more time to do some focus bracketing next time I go alone when EL isn't waiting on me. We went to Moody Gardens because I wanted to see the Bugs! IMAX presentation. It was an entomologist's porno... oh so yummy. The cinematography was fucking amazing. We had day passes, so we went to all the pyramids too. I dig that rainforest. We stopped for one of Harry's sets on the way home and arrived sleepy just before midnight at our humble abode. Sam (the spider lover) and Marianne had stuffed a 6" rubber spider in the mailbox with a birthday card. That was cool. The drive to work was hard to take after a day of relaxation with the wife-to-be. It took forever to get in because the roads were wet. Houstonians leave all common sense and reason at home when it rains. It's an unpleasant and constant artifact of life in Houston. You just deal with it. My decision to drive in was precipitated by the KUHF dude saying there was a huge HOV block just as I was arriving at the commuter lot. I'm glad I drove. It gave me time to prepare for the day and listen to some news. I'm not in agreement with our sending troops to Liberia... but then again, I don't think we should still be in Iraq either, so I guess it makes little difference. The fluorescent lights are humming with that familiar 60Hz melody and the office air is thick with hate and discontent. The coffee taste as I image licking the rectum sweat from a diarrheal rhinoceros would and my boss has already harassed me for useless statistics and paperwork to justify my outsourcement. Yep. The only good thing about today is it's not Monday.
On a lighter note, nine new additions at the 13th Stone gallery... no bugs.
On a lighter note, nine new additions at the 13th Stone gallery... no bugs.
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