1. Sunday brunch, anyone? There’s something really nice about getting together with the framily at the end of the week. You know what I mean – those impromptu get togethers where the kids are, by some miracle, playing nicely together, and we always say, as we’re cleaning up, that we should do it more often. Well, let’s. Every week is too much – once or twice a month? Host cooks the main dish, everyone else brings sides. We’ll coordinate who does what via text or email a week or so before. Call or email me if you want in. (Inspiration, in part, from Brown Eyed Baker’s Sunday dinners.)
2. The Mabacle is dead; long live the ZoomZoom. I wouldn’t go so far as to say we’ve replaced the Mabacle, but we did buy another ’96 Miata. This one is speeding-ticket red, and comes with a real roll-bar, non-functional brakes, and a ton of spare parts. Oh, and the license plate says 96 ZMZM. What more could you ask for in a car?
3. Signs that you’ve stayed too long at the Karaoke bar: the Japanimation keeps coming up because you’ve run out of songs; everyone is holding their beer because the table is filled with empties; the song choices are getting progressively harder to sing because you’ve already gone through everything by The Killers and Journey.
4. We’re renting our place in Brooklyn. Our long time renters moved out and into their gut-renovated house, so the upstairs apartment is open. Here’s the listing if you or anyone you know needs a place. Two bed/one bath, in BedStuy on the A train.
5. My uncle passed away this week. It’s another reminder of how short life is, and how important it is to spend time with the people you love. I’m in Dallas next week for work, and I’m going to swing up to Oklahoma on my way home, to spend some time with my grandparents and my aunt. Right now, it’s just me, but A and I are keeping our eyes on airfare – if anything crazy good opens up last minute, he and Z will come too.
Closing Tabs
This song makes me tear up every time I hear it.
According to the NY Daily News, Richard Simmons, the fitness guru, has basically been locked in his house for two years. If I get rich and famous, I expect you all to break me out long before we hit the two year mark.
We’ve tried to amend the Constitution 11,000 times. Only 27 of those have stuck. Anyone else think president by lottery is starting to sound like a good idea?
Filed under “WFT Artificial Date Line”: a total solar eclipse began Thursday the 9th and ended Wednesday the 8th.