Friday, November 20, 2009

I Lead The Dullest Life Ever

Ok, so taking the pulse of Hurricane Mikey Nation, it seems that you folks want stories about 1) Strippers and Hookers, 2) Poker, and 3) Food.


Well, as far as strippers and hookers go, not much of that going on around here. I suppose I could have Reverend Dave on as a guest blogger--he's got much more experience in that particular arena. Heh.

And poker has been a grind lately, too. No big wins, no big losses, and no really interesting stories either, unless y'all want me to rehash some of the bad beats I've taken over the last couple of sessions. But I don't really wanna do that. In fact, even though it's Friday night in Vegas and the local rooms are gonna be full of people doing their damnedest to give away their money, I'm taking the night off. I'm just not feeling it right now.

As far as food porn goes, well, I haven't had the inspiration to try anything new and exciting around the kitchen right now, either. (Well, maybe I'll make some coconut rice and teriyaki chicken at some point this weekend, but that's about as exciting as trying out a new brand of peanut butter). I'd like to try a new restaurant, so maybe I'll revisit the old list and see what's out there. Maybe next week I'll try something new. At some point, I'm supposed to get together with Linda Lou for dinner, so that'll be a great way to kill two birds with one stone.

Otherwise, I think that maybe I'm just kind of in a funk right now. All the household projects are done, I'm kinda bored with poker, and I just don't have much else going on that captivates my imagination. Tonight, my plan is to stay home and clear out the DVR--I've got several hours worth of WWII in HD to watch, plus a few more shows I've recorded over the past month or so that I haven't gotten around to watching.

And now that I've got a proper dining room table, I'll probably spend several hours this weekend working on that unfinished jigsaw puzzle from over two years ago that's been sitting in storage ever since I moved out of the Man Cave. I took the box down out of the closet this week, and I want to get back into it. I really like doing jigsaw puzzles--it's relaxing, but it stimulates the ol' melon at the same time. And I like the challenge. I've also got a few books to read, so I think the next few days are gonna be spent here at the homestead, being mellow.

Speaking of puzzles, I'm probably gonna buy another one this week that I've wanted for quite some time. It's a 2000 piece monster of this exact picture:

It's a French training ship, called the Belem, and I actually had this same puzzle about ten years ago. Unfortunately, at the time I also had two cats, and boy did they ever love to chew on the pieces and bat them around the house. So that was a fruitless endeavor. I lost so many pieces to the felines that I just gave up and tossed out the entire puzzle after about a month.

Anyhow, I have no more cats (and no, I'm not getting another one and certainly wouldn't spend my time blogging about it), so I think it's safe to try again.

So while the rest of you folks are out enjoying your weekend, I think I'm just gonna be holed up here at the Batch Pad for a few days, pursuing quieter activities, maybe watching a few football games and just chillin'. I feel like I need to recharge my batteries.


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