Tomorrow Better Be Sunny

I was late to work today and I think that threw me all off-kilter. I worked late last night at the restaurant and overslept, right through my alarm, so I didn't make it to the gym, which sucks. My morning workouts have done wonders for my mood going into the day. And of course today has been gray and rainy. Of course.

I saw a great film the other day that I forgot to write about. For anyone needing a reality check, go see Millions. Not that it's realistic. It's just such a sweet story, and it helps keep things in perspective.

Lyric of the Day

When I wake up early in the morning,
Lift my head, I’m still yawning.
When I’m in the middle of a dream,
Stay in bed, float upstream.
Please don't wake me, no, don't shake me.
Leave me where I am, I'm only sleeping.

--The Beatles, "I'm Only Sleeping"

Can't . . . Make it . . . Without . . . Coffee . . .

I tried. I did. I came to work this morning completely bypassing the Dunkin' Donuts on the corner and drank black tea all morning. Then, at about 3 o'clock (which is usually when I get an intense chocolate craving), my eyelids became heavy and I could feel myself slowly drifting away from consciousness . . . and then I snapped to attention and realized that my experiment didn't work. I need coffee. So I went and grabbed a cup. Now I'm sipping it and I am hoping to come out of this fog before I have to go to work at the restaurant in an hour. YAWN!


My brother just started working in the kitchen at the Lark Tavern. It's good money and it's much better for him than working with a bunch of juvenile delinquents at a fast-food joint. And the kitchen manager just gave him a car. A car for goodness sake! What can I say? Sometimes the kid gets lucky.

Update on Asa

OK, so for those of you who don't already know, I'll give you an update on Asa, our sweet little pitbull. He had surgery last Thursday and he now has a pin through his hip bone and three wires wrapped around the outside of the bone to hold it in place. A quarter of his coat was shaved and he had about 30 staples in his leg. We've been back to the vet twice since the surgery, once because Asa's ankle swelled, but Dr. Dries, our vet, said that was normal. We went back yesterday too (I swear Dr. Dries must think we're moving in!) because Asa had bitten some of his staples out. So Dr. Dries put some more staples in. Luckily, we didn't get charged for either of those visits, which is great. We decided that while Asa was under that we should just get him fixed at the same time, so that is taken care of as well, thank goodness. Now, he's going to have the staples in for at least one more week, and he will have the pin in for at least two months. So that's that. Asa, however, thinks he's back at 100 percent--he's been running around with the other dogs at the park like nothing ever happened. I love that dog.

My Fashion Directorial Debut!

So for the last three weeks or so, I have been concentrating on putting together spring fashion for the paper. My models were three people I work with at the restaurant and my brother Mitchell (pictured here in one of the fashion shots with my friend Corinne). It was a whole lotta work, but fun too. And the models had a really good time. I am just really glad it's over. For those of you who have access to real papers, I highly recommend getting one instead of looking at the pics online--they are really not that high-quality on the Web site.

Representin'

This is Brodeur, me and Rick as we arrive at the New York Press Association gala a couple weeks ago. We (M'Land) won three awards at the conference. The gala was fun, lots of food, lots of booze. Lots of watching a roomful of journalists dancing and looking ridiculous.

Asa and Mitch

Asa and Mitch
Originally uploaded by kathrynjo.

Augh! My brother's dog Asa shattered his hip bone by falling down the treacherous back staircase of my brother's apartment building. So this (production day) morning was spent at the vet and calling various members of my family to try to gather the couple thousand dollars it's going to cost for Asa's surgery (which is tomorrow at 8 AM). The poor dog needs a pin through his bone to secure it in place--the bone is broken diagonally in two spots. What a terrible morning. Then I have to deal with my family who (with the exception of my mom, who's broke) are less than willing to help Mitch out financially. And I have to deal with all the "this why I don't have pets" comments. SO NOT THE POINT, PEOPLE! It's enough to drive a girl absolutely crazy. Regardless, Asa will have his surgery and he'll be just fine, and Mitch will be in debt for the rest of his 20s because of it. Oh well.

Conversation Going On In My Office Right Now

Why I find discussion between these two people so amusing, I don't know. Maybe it's just that they're the two who are usually talking.

Rick: "So, do you think Bono will be the next Pope?"
John R.: "Ha, that would be a demotion."

Thank Goodness It's Friday!

Sad news: My favorite comedian, Mitch Hedberg, died a couple days ago from what looks like an OD. I liked him a lot because he was hysterical without being very crass--which takes more creativity. For example: "Swiss cheese is such a rip-off. It's the only cheese that you can bite into and miss." He was only 37.


P.S. John R. is currently trying to prove that Fight Club was really a coming-out story. I say it's a stretch.