Thursday, July 26, 2007


I am taking a mini holiday (as the Brits say) this weekend. Headed to Louisville to see the ol' college girlfriends. And then headed to Nashville, Indiana. Nope. That is not a misprint. Nashville, Indiana- which is close to Columbus, Indiana. Which brings me to ask, could Indiana not come up with some original names for their cities? Oh! Indianapolis!... wait.. that sounds like.. Indiana. "Sure! Just throw a "polis" on the end of Indiana! Sounds great!"

Anyway, we're staying at "resort" in Indiana that lists this on the front page of their website:

2007 Overlook Restaurant Hours:
Thursday- Saturday: 5:00-9:00
Sunday: 9:00-2:00(Brunch) 5:00-8:00 Dinner With live music.
We are now home of the World Famous
Gnaw Bone Tenderloin!
Hmm.. I'm not to sure about this one. Do I want to stay at a "resort" that advertises a world famous gnaw bone tenderloin? I'm scared.

Friday, July 20, 2007

new pictures

Haven't logged on here in a while- I forgot my damn user name and password. Hope everyone is doing well. I finally uploaded some pictures from my new camera. These pictures are going to be a little random.
First, mom wanted to see a picture of the patio furniture that I purchased for the apartment. Here ya go, Shell.

The plant is fake.

Next, a lovely picture of Malik and I at the office barbeque from a couple weeks ago.

My favorite brother came to see me in Atlanta last weekend and we went to see the Reds/ Braves game. Here are some pics from that.
We had really good seats. All was swell until the drunk Reds fans behind us got into a verbal altercation with some drunk Braves fans. Braves fan yells, "You're a fat piece of sh*t!" Reds fan yells, "Let's go have a talk!" The stadium usher gets involved- he's 82. Good ol' Walter trying to prevent a brawl. Gotta love the drunks....

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Fourth of July

My fourth of July began with some early afternoon shopping, a quick trip to Starbucks and picking up lunch for Malik and me. Malik told me just get something for him from wherever I stopped. Great! Ladies Choice! I decided on Quizno’s. I pulled into the strip mall where Quizno’s is located. Our buddies at Quizno’s decided to observe the fourth of July holiday and were closed. So, I made my way back out onto the main road. Decided then I would get Burger King for Malik and stop at Subway for myself. At this juncture, I’m getting teensy bit aggravated that I now have to stop at two places, one of which does not have a drive thru (oh! the horror!) I park, get out, walk into Subway. The line is wrapped around the inside. AWESOME! You see how hard it is to eat healthy, Jared?! You’re a crock, Jared. You and your Subway nonsense. Meanwhile, back in the line. I get behind Indecisive McGee who can’t make up her damn mind which bread to pick. Oh MY GOD! You’ve been in line for 10 minutes! Were you not thinking about what you wanted to order in those 10 minutes? Or at the very least, what kind of bread you wanted? A few “umm”s and ‘I’ll take Italian…No Three Cheese… No Wheat”s later, Indecisive McGee finally had bread nailed down. At this juncture, I’ve become quite a bit more aggravated. This is when I over here the teenager down the row telling the Subway worker what to put on his sandwich. “Yea, I would like lettuce, pickles, mayos…” Hey kid, what in the hell is mayos? I finally get down to the end to pay. I just wanted a sandwich. I didn’t want a damn drink and chips. Mr Cashier, who takes his job way too seriously, rings me up. After my credit card goes thru, Mr Cashier hands me a cup. Looking at the cup in disgust, I say “I don’t want this. I just want my sandwich.” Mr Cashier says, “No! Deal! We have deal! We have deal. You take!” Christ! Jared, you see how hard it is to be healthy in Subway. You decide not to get the chips and drink, Jared, but they force it down your throat, Jared! They force it!
Finally, I made my way to Burger King, get Malik’s food, get home, figure out a way to carry all the crap inside in one trip. I’m walking up the walkway to our apartment, arms full. Two squirrels cross my path about 5 feet in front of me. I thought they were just going to dart in the bushes. Nope. They stop. In the middle of the walkway, turn, and faced me. If it were a Western movie, the camera would have zoomed in on the squirrel’s face, then zoomed in on my sweaty face looking all intense. The squirrels looked like they were going to pounce, down in the crouch position. Oh wait. That’s how they always look. At this juncture, I started talking to them. Yes, I had reached the level of anger that would cause a person to talk to squirrels. Finally, I parted the squirrel barricade, won the stand off, and made it inside unharmed.

We Will Rock You

Every now and again I rediscover the group Queen. I go for months not listening to them and then, WHAM, I get the Queen bug and I can't stop listening to their songs. Not sure how a girl, me, that likes Top 40 music gets into a group like Queen but, alas, I am a Queen fan. I believe that I started listening to Queen when, like a lot of people in my generation, Bohemian Rhapsody was released again for the movie Wayne's World. However, the quite humorous bit here is that I had a crush on Freddie Mercury when I first started listening to Queen.

And then I found out he was dead... and then I found out he was gay. RIP Freddie. RIP.