Our “luncheon” at Baba Yega
Our "luncheon" at Baba Yega was good hockey. EL hooked me up with some pain killer when we arrived, so by the time the "luncheon" was done, I was all better. We were headed for the zoo, but it was way too crowded for me, so I think we are going to tweak the wedding registry with the new and refreshed info EL got from the house last week. One tidbit of tasty news... I bought a new camera. This means that I'll be back in photo-junkie mode in no time. I was seriously jonzin' for snippety snap all day long like I did when I had my Powershot S230. I loved that camera. I have been putting a lot of thought into getting back into photography as a art hobby and not just a journalizing pastime. I used to be big into photo back in the early 90's... before my ex stole my EOS and lenses. I decided that, in light of my decision, a more versatile and configurable camera was for me... clickity click on the Internet and sometime next week I should be the proud new owner of a Powershot S50. I can't wait... *drool*... at any rate, this mean more regular photos on the blogournal and regular updates to my Fotki site again. EL and I stopped briefly at the house after a moment at Chez Satan where they fucked up my drink (again... as usual). You know, I'm glad these dudes are in the service industry and not pharmacists or something where their lack of attention to detail could kill someone's kid from a mis-prescription. I'll take a cheesed up coffee order over that any day... so let the fucktards mess up my lunch order and bring me chicken instead of shrimp or mess up my coffee order or any other various benign mistake... keep them working for minimum wage where their piss poor care factor and carelessness will never mis-anesthetize someone going in for surgery or give someone the wrong medication. Yeah. Don't mind me... I get ranty when my coffee is not puurrrrrfect. Coffee snob? You know it.
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