The Daily Sabs

i don't know why i'm giving randall the stare-eye, he must've done something ridiculous. or i did. not sure. either way it was a nice and lazy sunday. chores were done, video games played, dinner grilled, couches surfed (jasper or roland?), and emmy madness dealt with.

this evening randall and i headed over to baker and banker for a postponed birthday celebration. since we don't do fine dining much these days (thank you economy!), we decided to go ahead and splurge on the chef's tasting menu. i really enjoyed everything, and while it was all perfectly done, i actually thought it was a bit under seasoned. it didn't stop me from eating it though, it was definitely a great meal. the kicker though, was the dessert - a perfectly cooked (as in crispy on top, gooey on the bottom) peanut butter blondie, with bacon brittle ice cream and a stripe of chocolate. it was such a smile-inducing dessert, that it was sort of ridiculous that the dessert itself looked so unhappy. but then again, that made me smile doublyso.

ps. it took almost an hour to get home today. apparently someone was hit by a muni train at my station. the news is pretty unclear, i'm not sure if it was an accident or on purpose. either way pretty awful, i wonder how the scene will look in the morning.

pps. we were totally sat next to former mayor willie brown. i wasn't 100% sure (it was dark and i didn't really want to stare), but it was confirmed when he got up leave and put on a ridiculously fancy hat.

this evening it was my turn to make dinner, so i went with my favorite standby, potstickers. this time i used ground pork, chives, cilantro, bok choy blossoms, chili peppers, garlic, and ginger. i should've put more bok choy, but had never used it before so i wasn't sure how it would work out. verdict = great.

the best part of working from home is that the commute at the end of the day is fantastic. no muni, no crazy people, and no walking up that hill. it also means that dinner can get on the table before 7pm. tonight dinner was grilled steak and asparagus, served with wheat toast and salad. afterwards, randall made chocolate chip cookies. man, i wish every afternoon was wah afternoon.

as an aside, i would also like to mention that while we both worked from home today, randall and i were in separate rooms. this means we still used IM to communicate even though we were only 20 yards away. we also each had our own music playing. standing between the two parts of the house was a ridiculous audio assault. chopin vs. galaxie 500: sounds good in theory, not so much in practice.

somehow i maxed out on vacation, and while the real remedy would be to go on a proper holiday, the immediate remedy is to take a day off. so i took a day off, and am now running the roost on a weekday. i had planned on sleeping until 11, but that was fouled by weird dreams of my teeth being super flexible and falling out/popping back in on command (dream interpreter people, feel free to chime in). now i'm awake and trying to figure out what the peautiful day has in store. outdoor lunch seems like the most obvious option, but i also can't remember the last time i had the house to myself for more than a couple of hours and am sort of enjoying it.

either way, happy weekend!

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.

i accidentally spent most of the day working on that dumb decade list. it's at 100 songs now, but needs to be cleaned up and orderized. i didn't mean to spend a chunk of today doing that. i meant to spend it wrapping gifts and baking things. i also didn't meant to go shopping today. in fact i wasn't going to leave the house at all (that was part of the plan in order to get everything done in time to do have a relaxing evening - things didn't go exactly as planned), but i randomly decided that it was time for a new baby digital camera and headed over to best buy. i got front row parking and managed to sneak in and out in five minutes, i didn't even have to wait in the bajillion people long line and they even had what i wanted on sale. merry christmas to me.

well folks it's time for bed. santa's on his way, but really, the early bed time is because we have to get up at 5am in order to get to where we're going on time.

5am!

I can't believe the decade is coming to a close. 2010 seemed intangible and now it's just around the corner. It's hard to believe it's been ten years since college and the like. Those days of youthful do whateve are long gone, and while a lot has changed since then, a lot hasn't. (fact: randall and i have nearly been together for ten years, how's that for blowing your mind?)

As I wondered about what had changed, I started to think about my tastes. Movies and TV are pretty much the same, although these days I don't watch many movies and I like my TV a little quirky indie-fied (whereas back then it was not much TV and movies were quirky indie-fied). And my music is sort of the same too. And unlike movies and TV where I refuse to watch anything more than once (even if I can't remember what the hell it's about), I will listen to songs over and over and over again. Some might even call it obsessive. So in an effort to figure out what I've been obsessing over the last ten years, I decided to join in on this decade-end wackiness and compile a list of my top 50 songs from the aughts.

This has been ridiculously difficult.

As I mentioned, I get a little compulsive, and i really love music, so I think it might end up more like 100. I mean, some of these have not held up over the years at all, but they're the ones I loved at the time. It would be lying to myself not to include them. Even if that means admitting to you all that Nelly Furtado's Promiscuous was once my summer jam.

So where's the list? Ladies and gentlemen, patience. Lists like these don't create themselves in an evening. I'll post it as soon as I'm positive I haven't forgotten something.