The Daily Sabs

beauty is in the pie of the beholder

sabs — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 22:15:35 PST

i am so glad i took today off of work (it technically wasn't a real holiday at sugar, but a "float" one). in addition to getting a lot of pesky chores done (i hadn't been home for anything longer than a sleeping spell since last monday night), i was able to head over to the east bay for a bit of pie tasting. you see, my pal jessi (the award-winning piemaker) is gearing up for the national pie championships and wanted her friends' opinions on a few of her creations. so naturally, randall and i complied. (although i should point out, randall doesn't even like pie.)

there were three creations (all variations of apple-huckleberry) and twelve people. we judged each pie on looks, flavor, creativity, crust, and anything else we could think of. essentially jessi just wanted us to give constructive criticism and metaphorically tear each pie apart.

we did one better than that. as you can see, we literally tore them apart too.

I forgot to take a marketing pic, so here's a pretty awesome morm story instead

sabs — Thu, 04 Feb 2010 21:30:04 PST

The sugar marketing department had an offsite today. We literally
talked from 10am to 4pm. I meant to take a picture of our group
working hard, but I was so wrapped up in the discussion that I forgot.

So instead of a fun group marketing photo, I'm going to show you the
mogwai face. Mogwai means monster in chinese (fyi the mandarin
pronounciation is moe-gway and not mog-why like gremlins which I think
is the Cantonese way) and this is the face my mom would make whenever
she would talk about monsters.

The time that stands out the most is when I was about three years old.
It was stormy and the power was out. My mom and I were home in the dark with only
these weird blue glass globe candles. My dad was away at work (he'd been gone for
a few days) and it was definitely night time. I remember we were
sitting in the living room and I was coloring at the living room table
by candlelight. My mom left to use the bathroom and a few minutes
later she came back like this. She was moaning and said
saaahhhbreeennnaahhh I ate your mom.

Needless to say, my three year old self flipped the fuck out.

Not so Grim Reaper

sabs — Mon, 18 Jan 2010 23:15:19 PST

today was the start of rain town. it was pouring pretty hard when i left for work, so i decided to bring out the big coat. the thing with the coat is that it's normal sized everywhere except for the sleeves and the hood. the sleeves i understand, my arms aren't raptor-like, but they're not that long either. however the hood is another story it hangs about halfway down my face. it's as if my neck is supposed to be three feet long. it does however, keep the rain completely out of my face and hair. so at least that's something.

lambie lambie zzz zzz zzz

sabs — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 22:09:31 PST

the other day randall and i went to kele and eric's baby shower. for some reason we won all the games -- what can i say i heart scattegories -- and cleaned up on all the prizes. one of the prizes was a lambie lambie aromatherapy sleepmask. while i don't think i really need one -- i can fall asleep anywhere, in fact i once fell asleep standing up holding a double bass -- i am gonna wear this one because it's so dang softs. also i don't know what is up, i am so sleepy all the time. i think my body is trying to hibernate.

Of babies and houses.

sabs — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 23:05:05 PST

Today has been a day of driving, celebrations, cake and good friends.

First up was a trek down to palo alto for the scheel baby shower. Two
games were played, I won the first and Randall won the second. What
can I say? I'm damn competitive. Although I really hope winning shower
games doesn't have the same meaning as catching the bouquet at a
wedding. That would be some pretty bad luck.

Not that babies are bad luck, but well you know what I mean. I'm not
yet ready to be as glowingly happy as these two are.

Afterwards we headed home where I forgot to eat dinner because I was
too busy rescuing fat princesses. Now that some of those bugs are
fixed, I can't stop playing.

Eventually Randall pulled the controllers out of my hands and we drove
across the bay for april and dan's housewarming party. Their space is
pretty fantastic, it's really cute, but mostly it just has space which
automatically makes a place fantastic in my book.

While there we had some great conversations with folks. Chris chatted
our ears (in a good way) about psychogeography and London. I couldn't
complain.

Ps. The chococlate cake balls April is feeding me were great. As
Audrey said, they were like homemade hohos. I would have to agree.

Pps. Audrey is producing a film about the financial crisis. It should
be fascinating. Be sure to check for it this summer.

it's a me nerd friday!

sabs — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 23:31:41 PST

As Chris demonstrated, the mario hat arrived a few days too late for Halloween hijinx. I didn't even know it was on its way. Randal is a super nerd (as is Chris) and so stuff like this just shows up at our door. i don't mind though, it's a fun and gives me an excuse for a hair mustache, and that is always awesome. so happy nerd friday folks!

i ate the whole zoo - sorry my vegetarian/squeamish pals

sabs — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 23:47:35 PST

this evening randall and i went to bloodhound -- which i think is my favorite bar in the city. rockstar butcher ryan farr and his posse of merry pork-wielding men and women were creating an amazing feast they called "petting zoo." i know, i know, what an awful name. but you know what? i find it funny. what else do you call an event where they butcher and then grill up a goat and a lamb -- telling you all about the cuts they're making and the seasonings they're using - and then serve you everything, including rabbit patties and an eight-hour roasted on a spit pig. four animals = petting zoo. it also equals delicious. doesn't my pig pal just look tasty?

ps. this isn't the first time this year that i ended up covered in pig fat while at a bar. what exactly does this say about me?