The Daily Sabs

i love wednesdays. wednesdays mean i go over to anneh's house to watch a ridiculous hour of top model. meg joins us when she can, and it is usually an awesome good time. tonight it was even awesomers. if you happened to watch tonight's episode, you'll know that the gals got dressed up like "ninjas" - we figured we could do the same and slathered some makeup on and took some pics. lucky for us meg was shooting other stuff earlier, so we actually had a light rig set up.

have i mentioned that i love wednesdays? and these ladies. love these ladies.

ps. if you watched the episode you'll know that we did the pixelation on purpose. har!

the sf skies are still gray, but we're going to live the american dream and keep on doing what we do. impromptu bbq at 3! happy fourth of july everyone!

ps. this was my fave holiday as a child. it probably has something to do with a military childhood upbringing and parades involving guns and peacekeepers and baton twirling and hot dogs and potato salad and tons of money wasted on fireworks, particularly sparklers.

after work, molly, dk, kjell, and i went to check out a new bar near our office. it's called rickhouse (named after the warehouses where whiskey barrels are aged) and it's from the folks behind bourbon and branch. it was also packed, and had a 28 page menu that included a table of contents. i had a delicious drink that was mixed up by a bartender in an old-timey outfit. in fact all the staff were in old-timey outfits: ties, vests, button up shirts, pomaded hair, and moustaches. molly remarked that the bouncer might want to wear a different outfit. i had to agree. it's hard to take him as a person of power. me however, i'm sure i look like a pillar of authority.

so say, what'you havin'?

ps. julie - sorry if you showed up and we were already gone, we tried to order a second drink but it was taking far too long to get any of the old-timey bartender's attention so we left.

tonight deirdre took me, randall, and her pal jimmy to see the new terminator movie (or termie as she's been lovingly calling it). now, you might think -- based on my other movie "reviews" -- that i love all movies and think they're all awesome and worth going to. this is completely false. to prove it to you i will say that terminator was neither awesome nor was it totally worth seeing in the theatre. i was sorta bored (and i have recently fallen into the terminator lore so it wasn't that the subject material bored me), thought it was just one big explosion (especially once you got to the second half), didn't like the way the robots looked (really those large ones look like transformers), and didn't care enough to connect with any of the characters (not even john freaking connor). if you're a diehard terminator fan, then go see it, you'll have fun. if you're a diehard action fan go see, you'll also have fun. if you love explosions and robots (although now that i've written that, i'm sort of wondering who wouldn't love explosions and robots), go and have fun. but other than that, meh, go see star trek again instead.

for tonight's photo, i was going to terminate my face. alas i have no silver pomade or red contacts, or time. so instead of sweet robot skull, you can find me building a better robot trap. i mean if a piece of rope can work for john connor (please don't get me started on that scene or those motorcycle robots), then i'm sure it can work for me.

ps. we had dosa for dinner. the food there never fails to make me happy.

pps. i'm not saying terminator is terrible, i'm just saying that it's not OMG YOU MUST GO NOW I HEARTS IT! on my "would you watch it on a plane scale" i give it a "sure beats another hand of solitaire, but no need to ask the stewardess to wake you up."

a few years ago randall and his co-workers were at dave & busters for a night of company hijinx. while there they pooled up their tickets and won a gigantic pikachu. pika hung out in randall's cube for a while, but when he left the company he brought it with him. unfortunately a house in san francisco is not nearly as big as a house in the suburbs, so poor pika's been locked up in storage. well that part is behind him, and now it's time for him to shine. you see a few weeks ago heidi tipped me off to the fact that abigail has suddenly become a big pikachu fan. her birthday was the other day and we're off to see her tomorrow. guess what she's getting?

pikachu, i choose you!

ps. happy birthday b.sug.

this morning (which was lost to the quarterly wtf was i thinking i can't drink coffee without going crazy cup of coffee) was delightfully warm. it was also a crazy ghosttown feeling (what is everyone sick or out of town?). because of these two things melissa and i decided we should actually take a lunch and eat outside. we ended up grabbing sandwiches and headed over to the park 3 blocks away. here is where i was insulted by a crazy homeless guy wearing a conference badge.

he approached us and asked if we were planning on eating our entire lunches, and if we weren't could we leave him some. we told him we thought we'd eat our whole lunch, and then he left us to bother the girl on the next bench. about 20 minutes later, he came back to see how we were doing on the lunch. we told him that yes we were eating it all and if we weren't we'd let him know. he didn't leave, instead he yelled at me, "so what, you're going to wolf that all down?!"

yes sir, i was going to wolf it all down.

ps. if you could not tell, this is my 10:30pm after beeroclock and dinner out wolf makeup. pretty convincing don't you think?

pps. why do i think i need to invest in a pair of fake pointy teeth?

i couldn't sleep last night. not sure why. i was wide awake at 4:30am. i just woke up, i couldn't even remember my dreams.

now i'm sitting here barely mobile, and thinking about the time i got this mask. it was probably 8 years ago on flight to or from england. crikey, was it really 8 years ago?

this gringo here is wishing you a feliz cinco de mayo!

after work randall and i met anneh at papalote for tacos. we picked it because their amazing salsa was calling my name. in hindsight we should've gone somewhere with margaritas, micheladas, or tastier tacos. that's right, papalote's tacos let me down. next time i want a gringo taco i'm off to the chihuahua, that's pretty much all there is to it. although really to celebrate cinco de mayo, we really should've gone somewhere more authentic.

ps. do you see the freckle in my eye?

anneh came over for wednesday tv night. she has to watch top model for work and so i said i would endure it with her. okay actually, we all know that is a lie, i would've watched top model even without her. but with her, it was definitely more fun. we ordered up some little star, made some kumquat salad, and struck our best top model poses. on tonight's episode, we learned that this hand over the head pose was perfect for seventeen magazine. don't we look fierce?

ps. what did you think of tonight's lost? not as good as last week's, but still happy to learn more about miles. oh and also, anneh totally called the star wars part (and we didn't even know the name of the episode).

pps. i can't believe they called that girl on top model fat. what is wrong with our society?

this morning randall and i got up early -- as in actually set the alarm on a saturday -- to head to the ferry building for breakfast. in case you haven't heard, or don't live in the area, the saturday ferry building farmer's market is a total food porn extravaganza. and the big draw, the thing that made us get up at the same time we do for work, is the fish tacos at primavera. these fish tacos are hands down my favorite fish tacos in all of the bay area. maybe it's just the primavera tortillas (which are heavenly), but i like to think the entire package is amazing.

sadly, when we arrived, we saw that the fish tacos were NOT on the menu today. it was such a disappointment. i mean, their chilaquiles are great, but it's no fish tacos. the worst part is that this let down could've been avoided, i just discovered that primavera does put its saturday menu online afterall. FAIL.

luckily the rest of the day didn't follow the fail pattern. we managed to get knives sharpened (it's been almost a year of saying "we should get these sharpened"), go to a corgi gathering in the park with chris and sam, get some comic books, get rid of some crap on craigslist, and even make time for a cat nap.

ps. if you go to the ferry building farmer's market, you also have to get the bacon from fatted calf. if you are in a situation where you can not bring home the bacon, be sure to grab some of their beef jerky instead.

pps. samshrew and chris have some big news. you can't see it in this pic, but there be some bling on it!