I've been busy lately! After receiving the news that my friend was leaving her husband, most of my friends decided that said husband needed cheering up, so I spent way too much time with a beer in my hand over the last week. I need to find a bar as awesome as Gingerman, but with regular alcohol selections. Beer is tasty, but a bit filling.

Friday I saw that Jet Li/Jackie Chan movie (I refuse to care enough to remember the title), and Saturday I spent 5 ish hours wandering around at Scarborough Faire. It was as interesting and weird as ever. I think I was most entertained by the acrobat dude. Dan something or other. He had a couple of particularly amusing statements that had me giggling uncontrollably. "There are only a few performers in the world who do this stunt. Two of them are little Chinese fellows. The only difference between them and me is that they don't have a choice!" Teehee!

So anyway, after that, I joined my friends at Gingerman. What started out as just a few friends turned into 3 tables full of people.

The real news, however, is that I might have an "in" to the world of voice acting, or at least an "in" to the world of anime distribution. Wish me luck!

That's all for today. Seeya!

The best laid plans of mice and....

Good morning, blahg readers (all two of you). I'm just writing in to report the acquisition of a new family member. Maizie! She's the little puppeh in my profile picture. She's so cute. Scared of everything, but super cute. She's getting over her shyness, and her idea of playtime is to rub her face all over my hand while I attempt to scratch whatever surface is available.

In between puppy snuggles and kisses, I've been working on my next podcast. Be prepared for two fairly crappy reviews. Sad to say I did not like EITHER of the shows I reviewed this time.

Oh the Meat-manity!

Yay! I forgot to post about this earlier, but I've had an exciting dining experience!

As you may or may not know, everyone's good friend Russ came back from Japan last week. By way of reintroduction to Fat American Society, my friends and I decided to take him to Texas de Brazil. If you don't have a clue what that is, allow me to simplify with a picture.

Ahem. MEEEEEEEAT. I stole that image from some website, but just look at that meat! It comes on giant skewers. Basically it works like this.

1. Order drinks
2. Procure 'salad' from 'salad bar' (it's got sooooo much weird delicious food unlike a normal salad bar)
3. Consume salad and little bread puffy things
4. Dismiss salad plates to waitstaff
5. Receive big white empty plate
6. Flip magical card from red to green
7. Receive meats
8. Consume meats
9. Optional: consume dessert
10. Journey home
11. Sit on the couch
12. Repeat after me: "Buuuuuuuuuh"

Such an awesome meal. I wish I'd had a bigger appetite, because I don't feel my gluttony was quite up to snuff that day. Everyone else was in rare form, overeating like champions and admitting defeat only after a few buttons had popped off of their shirts. So Russ? Welcome back to the U.S., where the people are fat and happy, and the meat flows like water.

Just a sweet transvestite...

That's right! The Eddie Izzard show was last night. Everyone's favorite NOT GAY British transvestite was on top of his game last night. Here's a brief review:

Eddie started out by engaging the crowd, asking them questions in what he called "reverse school." ("You tell me the answer, and I say it back to you as if I knew it all along!") He had us all rolling right off the bat. One of the greatest things about the show is that there were NO OPENING ACTS. We paid $50 to see Eddie, and Eddie is who we saw. He wasn't dressed in his ladyclothes last night. He looked quite handsome sporting his manly attire. I presume he was dressed that way to associate himself with his role on that show where he plays a con artist or whatever. Another theory is that the transvestite bit wasn't as "shocking" anymore, and he didn't need it to get our attention, since he's already sold out TWO Dallas shows.

Anyway, he's a master of distracting himself, and making it hilarious for all. He started to look up "Dallas" on wikipedia to find out what it meant, but someone in the audience started shouting out that it's Scottish for "resting place," which I'm fairly sure is utter bullshit :D! Later in the show, he pulled out his magical phone to find out where St. Patrick was really from, because someone in the audience insisted he was English, and Eddie insisted he was Welsh. Both were incorrect, and it turns out he was actually from Gaul! Eddie's remark? "Oh. *small sigh* He was French."

He covered every topic imaginable, but the overarching theme he had to keep reminding himself to focus on was the rise of civilization and religion. A few of the more memorable jokes included Why Ducks don't Rule the World, Darwin's theory of Evolution ("Monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, monkey, YOU!"), and "Badgers can't be choosers! *groans from audience* Oh fuck you!"

One of the best things about the show was actually the hecklers. The first one got the response, "Wow that one's kind of a non-sequitur. Look man, if you're going to heckle, you at least need to come in on track." To each heckler following, he would point at them, and then point to that first lady, and say "I can't repeat my jokes, but go join that one."

I hope those of you who haven't seen him live get a chance to see him someday. It's a great show, and it was totally worth spending a little extra for awesome seats. (Right at the front of the balcony, so no tall people in front of me!)