pending newsbreak

Hmm… Weird. There’s actually a LOT of stuff going on that I’d like to write about, but none of it is really for public consumption as of yet. Not trying to be paranoid or anything, I’m just never sure who’s reading this.

Ok. So there might be news at some point in the next couple of weeks. Stay tuned.

Last night, Scott & I went to Giggles comedy club in Seattle with his friend Jen. I didn’t know the guy who was headlining, but it turned out that one of the openers was Duane Goad, who is quite possibly one of the funniest comics I’ve ever seen. Seriously, that guy is solely responsible for the destruction of that evening’s eyeliner, because I laughed until I cried. I probably don’t do that often enough – those “oh my god I’m going to die because I can’t breathe” laughs. Awesome. Anyway, happy coincidence that he happened to be there last night.

I guess that’s about it. Right now tonight’s plans are a toss-up between Cirque du Soleil and salsa dancing. Hmmm… I’m torn. Oh well, we’ll figure it out.

Btw, big shout-out to Kris, who just accepted a full-time job at Goldsmith’s department store in Memphis (which is owned by Macy’s, so it’s a good, solid corporation). Here’s hoping that you get the chance to dance your booty off tonight, baby girl!

I don't care what anyone says, I'm NOT going to the Macy's parade

Looks like I’m going to NYC for Thanksgiving. My sister lives there, so the rest of us – meaning my parents, my brother & me – are going to descend on her for the holiday. They all came here for Thanksgiving last year (well, except Tracy, who was living in Italy at the time – and, surprise! – pilgrims don’t make for much of a holiday in Europe), and it was a lot of fun, so hopefully this will be good. I was a little stressed about it when the idea first came up, because I thought it was going to be overwhelming to have all 5 of us crammed into my sister’s tiny little one-bedroom apartment. But apparently my mom (smart woman) is vetoing my dad’s proclivity toward being cheap (“nevermind how uncomfortable it is, we’re saving money!”) and we’re getting a hotel room. Not sure how we’re going to divide up who’s going to be at the hotel and who’s going to be at Tracy’s apartment, but I think that as long as we don’t have 5 people sharing one bathroom, the overall tension vibe will be alleviated at least somewhat. Those of you who know me, know how much I like my counter space.

I also have a couple of options for Teenie-sitters, and even if everyone else bails & makes last-minute plans, mom has offered to pay for a pet-sitter to come in & check on her. (This is her way of bribing me, because I was trying to make excuses about why I couldn’t go to NY.) So the kitty will not go neglected while I’m off gallavanting around the Big Apple. Good to know.

Other upcoming stuff: Scott got us tickets to go see “Phantom of the Opera” on Saturday. I know the soundtrack because my mom used to listen to it all the time, but I’ve never seen it. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen any of the big Broadway musical/opera productions. So that should be cool.

Also going to try to hit Cirque du Soleil while it’s in town, and the Comedy Central tour with Dave Attell & Lewis Black is coming on October 12th, and I need to get tickets to that because I’m going to try to drag both Scott & Chris G to that one with me. Unfortunately, all ticket-buying plans are on hold until I get my next paycheck on the 15th….. Ah well, such is life.

awesome weekend

Ok, Friday morning started off bad. Remember how I overslept earlier this week? Well, I woke up on Friday morning when my cell phone rang. It was my boss, calling to see where I was. It was 8:40. That does it, I’m buying a back-up alarm clock. Anyway, got to work (by 10 a.m., not bad for a high maintenance gal such as myself) and had a lot of stuff to do with this whole internet worm business. Finally bailed a little after 5. I usually leave at 4, so I guess that was my penance for being 2 hours late.

Now, on Friday night, the original plan was that I was going to see a play with Krissy, because her friend is in it and she promised she’d go see it. I was not entirely keen on this idea, because I don’t know her friend and didn’t know what the play was about. Krissy’s exact description was, “the title is either something-boudoir or something-armoire… I don’t know, there’s some French word in it.” Hmmm… could be racy & sexy, could be about furniture. Who knows? Fabulous. But, Scott very bravely offered to come with, which made me feel a little less sketchy on the whole thing. Even though several friends/family suggested that the 3rd date might be a tad early to subject him to Krissy, since she can be a bit…. mmm, opinionated at times. But hey, I was glad to have the company, so I took him up on it.

Friday evening rolls around, and Krissy calls. She’s been working 14 hour shifts and she was going to have to be back at work at 10 a.m. on Saturday morning, and all she wanted to do was sleep. She really did sound exhausted, so I told her to go home & get some rest, and Scott & I would just find some other way to amuse ourselves. As it happens, that was probably the best possible outcome. We went to dinner at Axis (they have fried pickles…. yummy…), had some drinks at a couple of different bars, heard a really awesome Irish folk band, and sat on Scott’s roof deck for a while (awesome views). After I had consumed a little liquid courage, I bullied the first kiss out of Scott (the anticipation thing makes me nervous, I don’t deal well with it), but he didn’t seem to mind too much.

Saturday – today – Scott & I went to the zoo (yes, we double-booked our weekend). That was a lot of fun. The tiger cubs were adorable, although they aren’t exactly cubs at this point. They’re 9 months old, so they’re pretty big. Also saw the baby elephant (I think he’s 2 or 3), and tons of other cute furry things. I took a whole bunch of pictures, I’ll try to get them online soon.

After the zoo, Scott surprised me by cooking me fried catfish. We had talked once about my southern heritage & the fact that you can’t get catfish in the northwest because people laugh at you and say things like “no, we have real fish here.” What can I say, I love my bottom feeders. Anyway, the catfish was really good, and since he didn’t have the exact ingredients for hush puppies, he made little corn bread muffins instead, which kicked ass. We also watched “Chicago”, which neither of us had seen yet. Pretty fun movie. I felt really bad for John C. Reilly, though – he seems to be making a career out of playing the dumb husband whose wife cheats on him (both this & “The Good Girl”). I dig him as an actor, I hope that’s not how he’s going to be typecast.

So there it is. I’ve had a really great time. I know this is the first time I’ve mentioned Scott here, and I’m a little nervous about doing so because I don’t want to jinx anything. But he’s talking about me on his blog, so I figured what the heck. Besides, most everyone who reads this already knows I’ve been seeing him. And he already knows I dig him. So I figure it’s no biggie.

Hope everyone else is having a good weekend too.