The Future Is Hot

Welcome to every day of my life, thank god we have a pool. People keep telling me that this isn't even bad. Ummm? Define bad.

Wednesday Night Girls Ride

I heart Jenn for finding the Wednesday Night Girls Ride with Fast Folks.
I heart Fast Folks for having the Wednesday Night Girls Ride.




In a very short time, these girls have made me feel like Austin is a place I can get down.
Thanks to Natalie for owning the shop and Ericka for making the bike ride happen.

Austin in the Morning

Austin is a really beautiful city, especially at 6:00am. I had an event a couple weekends ago, and as I was walking to one of our locations I snapped these. Now you see what I see.

Yakisoba.

You may not know this about me (unless you're Tucker or James) but I really like ramen. In all forms/varieties/prices/flavors/levels of authenticity. I like ramen from amazing tiny restaurants in New York and Chicago, where you can duck in from the rain and get a huge steaming bowl of noodles, meat, egg, veggies, tofu - with the liquid dribbling down your chin as you slurp it from your chop sticks and spoon. I like 13 cent packs of ramen from the Uptown Rainbow when I'm broke and I can't afford to eat like a real adult. I like modifying it by adding veggies and eggs and red pepper if I'm cooking it at home. I buy it now and cook it at work, so I have to forgo the eggs and veggies, but I still like to add the pepper.

Today, friends, today I stepped up my game and ate Yakisoba. Which is basically Maruchan ramen.

The major difference being you cook dried veggies (mostly cabbage and peas) into it. For 77 cents (or something like that from HEB) it was well worth the price. After eating it (which is right now) I feel full, satisfied, and a desire to write about it and ramen in general. Now that I know what the cheap, dried, plastic version of this dish tastes like I'm interested in actually buying fresh soba noodles, cabbage, peas, onions, and carrot and making it myself. I'll let you know how it goes.

Monday Night

Tonight is the kind of night that makes me think I could start and finish the next great american novel in one sitting. Instead, I'll write a little blog post. No pics, as my card reader is on my desk at work (boo), but I'll tell a tale in words...

Today I worked very hard while at work. A lot of it was rather mundane, but I don't always mind that. I had a lot to do, and helped a lot of people do a lot of other things, and enjoyed most of it. Rachel has been out of the country for almost two weeks, so I'm covering her while doing my job, which is rather busy all on its own. I'm teaching myself Illustrator and Photo Shop; and the going is slow, but I'm happy to say I can make a simple flier or edit a picture in at least basic ways. I worked late, as I was training a street team for a promotion we have this Friday.

Speaking of Friday - it's James' birthday. The big 2-9. Tonight I made him soft shell crab, and I have to say, it was incredible. I like the concept of birthday weeks - and tonight was the start of his. It wasn't really a present to him, since he bought it, but I think he appreciated me cooking it for him. I will say, it was incredible - if any of you like soft shell crab, at least once in your life you need me to make it for you. You dip them in a milk and egg mixture, then coat them in a flour mix with lowrys, cayenne pepper, salt, pepper, and a few other secret ingredients and then fry those suckers up. You toast wheat buns, top them with a chilli paste and mayo mix, add tomato and onion, top with asian coleslaw, and devour. Very bad for you. Very delicious.

I'm not sure what tomorrows birthday surprise will be, and since he reads my blog I couldn't say if I did, but it will be something thoughtful...I hope. He has quite the extravaganza planned, and I wish you all could be here for it. There's a show on Thursday at Red7, another Friday at Beauty Bar, with sushi before, and a pool party/bbq at our place on Sunday. Looking forward to all of it.

I'd like to elaborate quickly on my setting right now.
My living room, on the big yellow couch, a cool breeze through the balcony door, catching Jack move out of the corner of my eye as he hunts bugs. The dishwasher running in the background, Iron & Wine in the foreground, thunder rumbling intermittently, flashes of distant lightening sprinkled in. A feeling of comfort. A warm computer on my lap, a gay cat on my arm.

Miss you all. xoxo.

My Blog Sucks

I know. I never update anymore, which is the exact opposite of what you should do when you move across the country and leave all your friends and family behind. Then again, that's presuming your friends and family are all incredibly interested in what I'm up to...which is kind of rude of me.

Well...if you have been wondering...I'm going to do better at keeping my blog updated. Starting...NOW.

A couple weeks ago I went on a raw food kick. Some of you may remember I do that from time to time. James was a trooper and even pretended to like the raw avocado and spinach soup I made. I'll be honest, I didn't like it.

But I acted like I did since I made it ^^^

This is Jenn's cat Jack. He's amazing and I think if James had to chose between Jack and Me...wellllll...I wouldn't be happy with that outcome. Jack didn't try the soup.

A few nights later Jenn and I went out for an AMAZING dinner at Beets Cafe, which is a raw restaurant that makes really great food ^^^

Hers ^

Mine ^ (ELT...eggplant, lettuce, tomato, sprouts, avocado on raw sprouted bread. NOM).

After our awesome meal we joined up with the ladies for the all-girl bike ride hosted by Fast Folks. Wednesday nights rule.