The Daily Sabs

no matter what time you get home, be sure to give your pearly whites a brush up before bed.

in related news, today was completely useless.

icymi, yesterday was a long day. this morning was only half as long, but it did include moving many more boxes and pieces of furniture. i didn't sleep well last night and was definitely in a bit of a daze today. in fact, although i wished my pops a happy father's day, i completely forgot to take his picture to celebrate (luckily the bonus photo of my pops and i, is one i found on my blackberry from back in december - we look goofy but it's fun).

after we finished hanging pictures, rearranging furniture, and cleaning out a garage, we had a happy father's day lunch. then sadly, we sat in traffic for hours in the hot while the air conditioning in the car was acting crazy. once we dropped samshrew and chris off at their house, randall and i stopped by the market to pick up some food for dinners. i am pretty sure i sleepwalked the whole way.

i love sandwiches. i think they're quite possibly one of the best things ever invented. delicious fillings squashed between layers of warm or toasty bread. are you with me on this one? i know that my pal nancy is.

whenever i can't think of dinner plans my first reaction is to go with sandwiches. so tonight, when i couldn't think of dinner, i told randall we should have sandwiches. sadly, ike's closes early on monday. however there are many other sandwiches to try, and lucky for me randall remembered Phat Philly on 24th. i'd heard about it awhile ago, but hadn't had a chance to try it. so tonight we remedied that with pepper steaks and hoagie steaks. they were good, but not amazing, i was also hoping the cheddar beer sauce would've been more cheesy, less saucy. the bread (which they bring in from philly) was also good, but sort of too soft to hold up to the fillings. i will, however, be going back to try more. oh and also, they have bbq sauce made with mr. pibb. so they get cool points on that one.

ps. apparently i am not the only one who thinks it's funny weird that chrysler is using holy fuck in a commercial. what would the innocent folks do when they find out the song is by a band called holy fuck? do you think people could get offended out of buying a chrysler?

tonight randall and i met alejandra, ammon, margaret, and blake for some dinner. we needed to stay on a bart line, so we chose specchio since it is new and because alejandra had her eye on the beet salad. the food was pretty good, the service still new, and the atmosphere a little cold (but in that clean concrete and metal kind of way). if they can get their service together, i imagine it's going to be one of those hip mission places soon enough.

interestingly enough while the six of us dined at specchio, six of our other pals were dining just a block down the street at weird fish. i know this because on our way to specchio, we ran into karen, shin, laura, will, cyrelle and her pal who's name i forget (sorry pal) while they were waiting. oddly enough, i never run into folks and yet i've run into shin twice in the last week. he doesn't even live in this city. what?!

ps. everytime i would hear the beginning of this song by the handsome furs, i would go whaaat? am i crazy isn't that new order's tempation? well thank you internet for letting me know that i am not insane and that it is indeed a heavy homage to no's temptation. and the ending? that's sucking in the atmosphere.

As I’ve mentioned before, I am pretty terrible at keeping in touch. This probably has a lot to do with the fact that my inbox is ridiculous. As in most people see it and go, “Damn, that’s ridiculous, you should clean that out; file stuff away” (ironically this is what I do for work, but can seem to do for my personal email). This morning I asked Randall if there was a problem with email (we run our own servers) because I hadn’t gotten any in 12 hours (which is unheard of, not that I’m popular, I just happen to get lot of spam). He looked into it and said that we were out of space and that it was my fault. Then I got a lecture on why having a 500mb inbox was a bad idea, and how I needed to move some of it. And blah blah blah. Fine fine fine.

So many hours later, I have done my part and cleaned up my inbox. It’s gone from nearly 11,000 emails (with 1206 unreads), to 91 emails (0 unreads). How long do you think it will take until I get back to 500mb? my guess is not too long... 

this morning i made randall teach me a few things on the bass. we have known each other for over ten years, and yet i've never really heard him play. although he was a bit rusty he still has skillz. afterwards i took my new tricks and headed over to anneh's house where we were having lazy band practice. i say lazy because we are living up to our name (the monarchs of laze) by only praticing once every 2 months or so. however this time we invited chuckles along. he actually has a gold record, and plays the ukulele, so it should be a good.

when anneh's roomie meg got home, we decided to call it quits and all of us headed over to little star where we met up with randall (btw, he's not joining our band because he is a funhater x10). we devoured some delicious pizzas, and then hustled on home. it was brisk out and i didn't have a coats.

ps. it took forever to get our table. this was because the people who were sitting at the table did not leave after paying their bill. they sat there for at least 10 minutes even though the restaurant was packed and the wait time ridiculous. why do people do things like this?

when the weather in san francisco gets to be about 80 i start to fall apart (the chronicle's website has it topping out at 79, but i'm sure it was higher than that).  one of the reason's i moved here is that i can't handle it when the weather gets warmer than that (i grew up in an area where it was constantly over 100 in the summer and i do not miss that at all). to deal with it randall and i grabbed a bunch of juices, frozen things, alcohol and threw it in the blender. it wasn't the tastiest thing in the world, but it was definitely cold, frothy, and refreshing.

but before all that, i woke up really early today (hours before i normally do on sundays), and joined lauren and josh for photo time. they willingly agreed to be my guinea pigs in return for a bunch of engagement photos (i'm trying to get comfortable taking portraits of people). we spent several hours hanging out at the beach, the park, and then finally had some lunch. it was a bit to bright out (also i can't imagine how uncomfy josh was in that suit in the sun and heat), but i think we got a few good shots (fingers crossed).

afterwards i came home, read more comic books, drank frothy beverages and napped (as far as i was concerned, it was to hot to do anything else). later, samshrew and sushi joined us for dinner. it's sushi's birthday, and if you ask me, she seems a lot smarter this year than she was last.

ps. sorry for the craptastic photo. i wanted to use one of me, samshrew, randall, and sushi on my front steps, but samshrew didn't like them and made me promise not to.

yah i know, bad pun, but i had been planning on using it all week. in fact, i was going to treat you all to a ridiculous photo involving bunny ears, and drawn on whiskers. however, when i was outside plotting (okay actually i was just adding more plants), two firetrucks and an ambulance rolled up. i figured my sleepy street never sees this sort of action, so firetrucks trumped bunny getup.

i never did find out what happened, some of the firefighters told me it was a "medical incident" and although i heard calls for a stretcher, i never saw one. not that i was snooping or anything.

in other news, every weekend should be like this one. fun was had, chores were done, tasty food was made, books were read, and bonus, taxes were filed! do we have to go back to work?

today went by quickly. i really can't ask for anything more these days.

after work i headed over to Saks for a FabSugar event (sidenote: i had never actually set foot into Saks before). i had told deirdre that i would pictograph the event, and from a pictograph standpoint, it was just okay okay. i think it solidified my "need" for the lens i've been coveting. my flexible one is just meh, and the 50 just isn't versatile enough (i mean the fact that i have to stand a billion feet away from people in order to take their pic is ridiculous, not to mention the whole flash lighting ends up being a waste). i just can't really justify the cost of the thing, but i'm gonna does it anyway. i mean hey, i "need" it.

afterwards deirdre and i headed to regalito where we were serenaded by my mariachi friend and pigged out properly. we were famished because while the event was "catered" but there was no food. we were both pretty confused by that one.

ps. it's sleepytown time, i am too old for this.

meet jet. she's scottelbot's amazing pup. seriously i don't care how smart or awesome your dog is, this dog is the best behaved most awesomely trained dog i have ever met. i mean for crying outloud, she knows the command "cuteness" where she will lie down and put one paw on top of the other like she's posing for a senior portrait or something.

she is however also a bit dopey. you know the reflections caused by mirrors and lights? well this puppy can chase them around the house for hours. this evening her and i have invented a new game. i put the light on the wall in a place where she can reach it. she snaps for it, touches it with her nose, and then i swing the light to the opposite side of the wall, wait for her to snap/touch and then swing it back. we have done this for hours now - okay maybe just minutes, but still, either way scott's got a lot of dog drool to wipe off his walls.

i'd steal this puppy if i could, but despite the fact that we drove here, we are flying home tomorrow and trying not to check bags. that's right, we're flying home, without our car. don't even get me started.