2. Notecards
3. Movies & CD's
4. Paint
5. Pencils
Friday, April 20, 2007
Central BBQ
You would think that being married to The Saucier that I would eat BBQ all the time. But, alas, he does a lot of his research solo or with friends at lunch. So last night when Thursday night family dinner coincided with The Saucier still being out of town, we went to Central BBQ without him. Other bloggers joined us! Hello other bloggers! Anyway, here are some (not so positive) observations about Central BBQ:
1. They had a band playing. On the deck that is a couple of hundred square feet, at 6:30 in the evening when all of the families are still out, they had musicians shoved in a corner with all their gear plugged in. I have nothing against music - I love it! - and they were doing nice covers, but why does there have to be live music? Playing? While I'm eating? While I'm trying to visit with my nephews and nieces? And the Chockleybloggers and Secret Agent Mom, each of whom I maybe said 2 words to?
2. Maybe we should have moved it inside, you say? Well, the weather was lovely, which is one of the reasons we went there, but also the floor inside would've been dangerous with all the kids (5 walking) because it was as slippery as an eel (not that I would ever walk on an eel, but it's the only expression I could think of). Seriously though - it was slick! - I slid twice and I was wearing tennis shoes!
3. While waiting for my food, one of the owners (I think) was outside bussing tables, and was having a conversation with someone about the health inspector's visit. I did not hear what he said but it was not: "We got a 100!" Hearing talk about the health inspector while eating at a restaurant is the equivalent to hearing talk about mechanical problems while in an airplane. I don't want to hear it.
4. The bun of my BBQ chicken sandwich was so cheap they might as well have given me a BBQ chicken plate without a fork, as the bun did nothing but disintegrate in my hand.
5. Okay okay that is a lot of complaining, but I do have something positive to say - I usually get the vinegar sauce there (they have a choice of 4 sauces: mild, hot, vinegar, mustard), but last night I decided to branch out and try the mild sauce, and it was DELICIOUS.
6. Will I go back? You know I will - it's still BBQ.
1. They had a band playing. On the deck that is a couple of hundred square feet, at 6:30 in the evening when all of the families are still out, they had musicians shoved in a corner with all their gear plugged in. I have nothing against music - I love it! - and they were doing nice covers, but why does there have to be live music? Playing? While I'm eating? While I'm trying to visit with my nephews and nieces? And the Chockleybloggers and Secret Agent Mom, each of whom I maybe said 2 words to?
2. Maybe we should have moved it inside, you say? Well, the weather was lovely, which is one of the reasons we went there, but also the floor inside would've been dangerous with all the kids (5 walking) because it was as slippery as an eel (not that I would ever walk on an eel, but it's the only expression I could think of). Seriously though - it was slick! - I slid twice and I was wearing tennis shoes!
3. While waiting for my food, one of the owners (I think) was outside bussing tables, and was having a conversation with someone about the health inspector's visit. I did not hear what he said but it was not: "We got a 100!" Hearing talk about the health inspector while eating at a restaurant is the equivalent to hearing talk about mechanical problems while in an airplane. I don't want to hear it.
4. The bun of my BBQ chicken sandwich was so cheap they might as well have given me a BBQ chicken plate without a fork, as the bun did nothing but disintegrate in my hand.
5. Okay okay that is a lot of complaining, but I do have something positive to say - I usually get the vinegar sauce there (they have a choice of 4 sauces: mild, hot, vinegar, mustard), but last night I decided to branch out and try the mild sauce, and it was DELICIOUS.
6. Will I go back? You know I will - it's still BBQ.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
What I Did on My Day Off
Yesterday I took the day off to paint. Here is my day, not really in order.
1.First, right before I woke up I dreamed that in conjunction with Memphis in May, I was going to get to show my paintings for one day in New York City. I don't know where, just "in New York City" was enough to make the dream exciting. In the dream my Mom even wanted to come to New York to see them! Of course the dream ended with me stressing out about what to wear.
2. Got everything ready for the plumber to come over. Called the plumber twice to see where he was (he was not feeling well and came later). The plumber came over, and while we were talking about what needed to be done in the bathroom, I saw that he had a bee on his back, and then I got the bee, which was already half-dead, off of his back. That was weird.
3. Gessoed some paper. Made an emergency run up to the Art Center for 5 different blue paints and more paper. Painted a whole painting. Sketched out the remainder of what I have to do to finish up for my show. Started a painting, then realized it was not working like I wanted it to, so I started over.
4. Listened to a couple of hours of "Homicide: Life on the Street" while painting. Damn that was a good show. It makes me think, "aaaaahh, the 90's..."
5. Took a break from painting and sat on my porch swing reading Bluebeard. Then finally looked up the word "chromo," after first reading it in the book when I was a teenager. It is short for "chromolithography," a printing process using different plates or stones for each color. If we'd had the internet when I was 16 maybe I would've known that already.
6. Visited with my brother when he brought over a copy of the Punch the Clock bonus disc. Forgot to call my sister back - sorry, Katherine!
7. Watched (actually just listened to - still painting!) the new, not-Trinny-and-Susannah, British What Not to Wear and I gotta say - I don't like it. They don't give them rules! They just say stuff like, "Don't dress like a slut. Okay, now go shopping! Bloody hell." (I added that last part so that you would read it in a British accent).
8. Talked to T who is still in stupid Scottsdale. Talked to myself a bit because I have been in the house mostly by myself all day.
1.First, right before I woke up I dreamed that in conjunction with Memphis in May, I was going to get to show my paintings for one day in New York City. I don't know where, just "in New York City" was enough to make the dream exciting. In the dream my Mom even wanted to come to New York to see them! Of course the dream ended with me stressing out about what to wear.
2. Got everything ready for the plumber to come over. Called the plumber twice to see where he was (he was not feeling well and came later). The plumber came over, and while we were talking about what needed to be done in the bathroom, I saw that he had a bee on his back, and then I got the bee, which was already half-dead, off of his back. That was weird.
3. Gessoed some paper. Made an emergency run up to the Art Center for 5 different blue paints and more paper. Painted a whole painting. Sketched out the remainder of what I have to do to finish up for my show. Started a painting, then realized it was not working like I wanted it to, so I started over.
4. Listened to a couple of hours of "Homicide: Life on the Street" while painting. Damn that was a good show. It makes me think, "aaaaahh, the 90's..."
5. Took a break from painting and sat on my porch swing reading Bluebeard. Then finally looked up the word "chromo," after first reading it in the book when I was a teenager. It is short for "chromolithography," a printing process using different plates or stones for each color. If we'd had the internet when I was 16 maybe I would've known that already.
6. Visited with my brother when he brought over a copy of the Punch the Clock bonus disc. Forgot to call my sister back - sorry, Katherine!
7. Watched (actually just listened to - still painting!) the new, not-Trinny-and-Susannah, British What Not to Wear and I gotta say - I don't like it. They don't give them rules! They just say stuff like, "Don't dress like a slut. Okay, now go shopping! Bloody hell." (I added that last part so that you would read it in a British accent).
8. Talked to T who is still in stupid Scottsdale. Talked to myself a bit because I have been in the house mostly by myself all day.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Guestlist: The Skinny on Scottsdale
By Guest Blogger The Saucier.
The Saucier of Bar-B-Log has spent this week checking out the scene and has a list to share.
20 observations about Scottsdale, Arizona, in no particular order:
1. Lots of folks here ride motorcycles. There are no helmet laws. It's weird. And, stupid.
2. They have a lot of interesting church architecture, at least from the outside.
3. Frank Lloyd Wright loved this place. So much so, he built Taleisin West in the mountains. To me, this is further proof that he was a complete nut job.
4. Light brown gets really old, really fast.
5. Everyone here seems to drive as if they were simultaneously in a drag race and had nowhere to be. I can understand why they have problems with road rage. Also, changing lanes in order to make progress is less effective here than anywhere else I have ever driven.
6. I like golf as much as the next guy, but jeezy creezy! How many damn golf resorts does one city need?
7. It is impossible to get lost here. The entire city is a big grid. There are no trees, and the streets don't curve. So, you can usually see where you are going no matter how far away it is. Almost all the streets connect and everything points due north, south, east or west. I've gotten lost three times.
8. Point to anything in Scottsdale. 99 times out of 100 it will either be a strip mall, a car, a rock, a cactus or a golf course.
9. They seem to love Fat Tire in these parts. I do too.
10. Many cacti appear to be flipping me off.
11. There are a lot of bicycle shops here.
12. The Old Town Tortilla Factory does not have particularly good tortillas. Their other food sucks too.
13. On a related note, I was very excited about the whole New Mexico/Arizona green chile phenomenon. At most every restaurant I've visited, I've ordered some sort of green chile something. I still have no idea what green chiles taste like – unless it's watery air.
14. If you are interested in purchasing an extremely ugly painting, go to Main St. There you will find the ugly painting of your dreams. However, due to the overwhelming number of galleries (I counted close to 4 million) I did see a few interesting pieces.
15. Cool desert nights kick ass!
16. There are bold jack rabbits living outside my hotel.
17. I've seen quite a bit of white hair in Scottsdale this week. Also, I've seen an abundance of white pants and white shoes.
18. If you don't mind dining with the ladies who lunch, the tuna melt at El Chorro Lodge is fantastic. The basket of cinnamon rolls they put on every table is a nice touch, too.
19. Canadian accents are funny. This is not an observation aboot Scottsdale, but there have been several Canadian presenters at the conference I'm attending.
20. I've actually been having a pretty good time.
The Saucier of Bar-B-Log has spent this week checking out the scene and has a list to share.
20 observations about Scottsdale, Arizona, in no particular order:
1. Lots of folks here ride motorcycles. There are no helmet laws. It's weird. And, stupid.
2. They have a lot of interesting church architecture, at least from the outside.
3. Frank Lloyd Wright loved this place. So much so, he built Taleisin West in the mountains. To me, this is further proof that he was a complete nut job.
4. Light brown gets really old, really fast.
5. Everyone here seems to drive as if they were simultaneously in a drag race and had nowhere to be. I can understand why they have problems with road rage. Also, changing lanes in order to make progress is less effective here than anywhere else I have ever driven.
6. I like golf as much as the next guy, but jeezy creezy! How many damn golf resorts does one city need?
7. It is impossible to get lost here. The entire city is a big grid. There are no trees, and the streets don't curve. So, you can usually see where you are going no matter how far away it is. Almost all the streets connect and everything points due north, south, east or west. I've gotten lost three times.
8. Point to anything in Scottsdale. 99 times out of 100 it will either be a strip mall, a car, a rock, a cactus or a golf course.
9. They seem to love Fat Tire in these parts. I do too.
10. Many cacti appear to be flipping me off.
11. There are a lot of bicycle shops here.
12. The Old Town Tortilla Factory does not have particularly good tortillas. Their other food sucks too.
13. On a related note, I was very excited about the whole New Mexico/Arizona green chile phenomenon. At most every restaurant I've visited, I've ordered some sort of green chile something. I still have no idea what green chiles taste like – unless it's watery air.
14. If you are interested in purchasing an extremely ugly painting, go to Main St. There you will find the ugly painting of your dreams. However, due to the overwhelming number of galleries (I counted close to 4 million) I did see a few interesting pieces.
15. Cool desert nights kick ass!
16. There are bold jack rabbits living outside my hotel.
17. I've seen quite a bit of white hair in Scottsdale this week. Also, I've seen an abundance of white pants and white shoes.
18. If you don't mind dining with the ladies who lunch, the tuna melt at El Chorro Lodge is fantastic. The basket of cinnamon rolls they put on every table is a nice touch, too.
19. Canadian accents are funny. This is not an observation aboot Scottsdale, but there have been several Canadian presenters at the conference I'm attending.
20. I've actually been having a pretty good time.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Say Anything
These are things I either forgot or have never noticed about the movie Say Anything, which I watched last night at about 12:30, since I could not sleep, as T is in stupid Scottsdale. By the way - these are not criticisms, just sleepy observations.
1. Diane Court had a mother. I thought she didn't.
2. Jeremy Piven is in it. Just kidding, I knew that already.
3. Lots of scenes in that movie take place in cars and not ONCE are they wearing seat belts! (I'm speaking only of the actual driving the car scenes.)
3. During THE scene - when Lloyd is outside with the radio - Diane does not get up out of her bed to look out the window and see what's up. I guess she just knew.
4. When Lloyd is practicing the kickboxing and Diane walks in and he gets kicked in the face (one of my favorite scenes, by the way) - I really don't think he would be sparring without some sort of protective gear on his head and face area. Of course he didn't wear a seat belt, either, so I guess he was just more dangerous than I remembered. Plus I don't know anything about the kickboxing, except the bare feet make them look like they are doing it wrong.
5. Say Anything could contain the first recorded use of "finger quotes".
Friday, April 13, 2007
Things I Might Do Tonight
1. Continue to silently mourn Kurt Vonnegut.
2. 5-7pm see the Cynthia Knapp/Ray Kleinlein show at Perry Nicole Fine Art.
3. 5-7:30 see the MFA Thesis exhibit by Nancy Cheairs, Jada Thompson & Gena M. Serey at the Art Museum at the University of Memphis.
4. 5-8pm see Jeni Stallings at L Ross Gallery.
5. 5-8pm see the juried student show at Clough-Hanson Gallery at Rhodes College, including work by the fabulous Rachel Thompson.
6. 5:30-8:30 see work by my buddy David Hinske at Askew Nixon Ferguson Architects.
7. 6-8pm go to the Powerhouse for a show by Matt Ducklo.
8. 6-9pm see Stephanie Sobierski & Tommy Foster at Monty Shane Gallery - especially because Tommy said that since it's Friday the 13th it will be bad luck not to go.
9. 6-9pm visit the pottery sale at Seize the Clay, featuring work by Bryan Blankenship (this will be smarter to do in conjunction with the Perry Nicole show, as it is right next door).
10. 8-10pm end up at the P&H Cafe for a show by Jason W. Cole. Y'all know I'm not doing this one, right?
11. End up at home wearing my fat pants, eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and watching 'Best Week Ever' with T.
2. 5-7pm see the Cynthia Knapp/Ray Kleinlein show at Perry Nicole Fine Art.
3. 5-7:30 see the MFA Thesis exhibit by Nancy Cheairs, Jada Thompson & Gena M. Serey at the Art Museum at the University of Memphis.
4. 5-8pm see Jeni Stallings at L Ross Gallery.
5. 5-8pm see the juried student show at Clough-Hanson Gallery at Rhodes College, including work by the fabulous Rachel Thompson.
6. 5:30-8:30 see work by my buddy David Hinske at Askew Nixon Ferguson Architects.
7. 6-8pm go to the Powerhouse for a show by Matt Ducklo.
8. 6-9pm see Stephanie Sobierski & Tommy Foster at Monty Shane Gallery - especially because Tommy said that since it's Friday the 13th it will be bad luck not to go.
9. 6-9pm visit the pottery sale at Seize the Clay, featuring work by Bryan Blankenship (this will be smarter to do in conjunction with the Perry Nicole show, as it is right next door).
10. 8-10pm end up at the P&H Cafe for a show by Jason W. Cole. Y'all know I'm not doing this one, right?
11. End up at home wearing my fat pants, eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and watching 'Best Week Ever' with T.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Visual List
(in chronological order, or course)
& Kurt Vonnegut Books That I Need
1. Welcome to the Monkey House
2. Wampeters, Foma, and Granfalloons
3. Fates Worse than Death
4. God Bless You, Dr. Kevorkian
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