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Tuesday,
July 1, 2008
And my birthday month begins!
The actual date is on July 28, but I'm more than happy to accept presents before the day. And since I turn 42, anything Adams-esque or of a Carrollian turn would be more than welcome. Shop early and often, people! And remember, I have an Amazon Wish List!
On a less openly greedy note, I still have a buttload of work to do before my eagerly anticipated three-day weekend, and so far I've been scoring late nights at work to get everything done because by God I intend to relax, sleep in and have a good time over the 4th. Little stressed? Yeah, just a bit.
I'm
also looking for a decent hibachi grill so that we can grill chicken
breasts and hamburgers on the balcony. We don't need a full-sized grill
nor do we have room for one, and I loved the hibachi grill we had in
Holland. The one in the picture at left is from Target's
website -- of
course it's not available in stores and is somewhat expensive to boot,
but I believe it's growing on me. I haven't seen anything appropriate
in the local stores, so we may have to go with a little disposable grill
while the hunt continues.
Yeah,
I could cook everything in the kitchen. But man, I love love love the
taste of grilled meat (I could never be a vegetarian, no matter how good
it is for you), and the smell is absolutely mouthwatering. And hell,
it's the 4th of July -- if you don't grill burgers and other stuff on
the day, you get hauled off to Gitmo or something, don't you? Hmm --
getting some corn on the cob and wrapping that in foil for grilling might
be a good idea, too. And maybe some onions. And a hot dog or two.
Do you think I might be hungry? Yeah...
Oh, for anyone who's following along with the podcast, Jerry is now safely ensconsed in Illinois but doesn't have broadband yet, so I'm sweet-talked Patrick into joining me on the podcast tomorrow. This is going to be SO much fun. If I could just get Stacy on Skype and have her join us, that would be freaking hilarious -- granted, I would spend half my time laughing until I cried and half my time cringing at what they dredged up from my childhood, but still, it would make for great radio.