Confident in the belief that my recent string of rotten luck was well behind me (see last few issues – editor), I began yesterday with a positive outlook.  Things were about to get a whole better!  My regular repair guy would be contacting me about fixing my ceiling, I was catching a matinee with my buddy Ivon, I was having dinner with our friends Steve and Jodi (and daughter Gemma), and, best of all, my writing partner and I had a conference call scheduled for the end of the week that would finalize some outstanding issues and have us one giant step closer to a series commitment!

Unfortunately, things did not quite go as planned.  Or hoped anyway.

First off all, my repair guy didn’t get back to me.  Not a big deal, I suppose.  He could be busy or out of town.  I’ll give him until next week and then try someone else.

Ivon and I caught an afternoon showing of Fruitvale Station, the well-reviewed movie about the shooting of an unarmed young man by a Bay Area Rapid Transit officer on January 1, 2009.  In a word: meh.  A middling effort all around.  Average performances, uneven direction, and a pat script that doesn’t offer much in the way of subtlety or depth.  I left the theater feeling like I’d just sat through a t.v. movie of the week.

On the bright side, I was treated to 20 seconds of hilarity after the movie when a wasp took an interest in Ivon.  His subsequent freak-out was reminiscent of that time a bee chased my then 12 year old sister for a full block.

For dinner, we headed over to Granville Island to check out the menu at the hilariously misnamed Edible Vancouver (henceforth to be referred to as, take your choice: Inedible Vancouver or, if you’re feeling kind, Barely Edible Vancouver).  The company was great but the food! I felt like I was a contestant on a local version of the reality series Dinner Party Wars.  Think I’m being too harsh?  Check out the overenthusiastic plating of my main course:

Cibucide.  Is that a word?
Cibucide. Is that a word?

We did finish the meal with a variety of home made donuts that, while perfectly fine, weren’t particularly distinct in flavor.

Did I mention the company was great?

Well, at least there was that conference call this morning that finally settled…Oh, wait.  That’s right.  There WAS no conference call this morning.  It was rescheduled to Monday.

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gforce

“On the bright side, I was treated to 20 seconds of hilarity after the movie when a wasp took an interest in Ivon. His subsequent freak-out was reminiscent of that time a bee chased my then 12 year old sister for a full block.”

And no video? So disappointing.

That, um, meal looks very messy. Like an actual meal impacted the plate at some velocity, or something. Also, that’s the main? What was the main part of it? It’s so… unfocused.

At least the company was great!

sylvia
sylvia

I hate that! Don’t you just hate that when things ger changed at the last minute.

At least you had some good company.
You need food…more food!

Deni

At least you got out! I’m supposed to be in Chicago for the SG convention and I’m home, babysitting (long story, no big deal)! Until Monday night. Guuuuh. I’m waaaay too old for this crap. wink JeffW and his lovely wife are sending pics from the convention, so that’s made me feel a whole lot better! Alexis Cruz in a kilt (no idea why)! Have a good night Joe, and maybe a really good weekend? smile

Ponytail
Ponytail

Joe, I was going to inspire you with some quotes from motivational speaker Zig Ziglar, such as:

“Expect the best. Prepare for the worst. Capitalize on what comes.”

“Remember that failure is an event, not a person.”

“There are no traffic jams on the extra mile.”

“Some of us learn from other people’s mistakes and the rest of us have to be other people.”

“If you can dream it, you can achieve it.”

“When obstacles arise, you change your direction to reach your goal; you do not change your decision to get there.”

But then I was watching Fleetwood Mac on satelite tonight and thought, who is wiser than they are? So… :

If you wake up and don’t want to smile
If it takes just a little while
Open your eyes and look at the day
You’ll see things in a different way

Why not think about times to come?
And not about the things that you’ve done
If your life was bad to you
Just think what tomorrow will do

Don’t stop thinking about tomorrow
Don’t stop, it’ll soon be here
It’ll be better than before
Yesterday’s gone, yesterday’s gone

Oooooooooo ooooooo <— me singing
Don’t you look back
Oooooooooo ooooooo <— me singing
Don’t you look back

Hope this helps. grin

Ponytail
Ponytail

@ articgoddess – Happy birthday!! My warranty expired too – long time ago. wink

archersangel

someone was overly enthusiastic in decorating that plate. i think they were trying to suck up to the boss. or else those cubes of whatever, were going bad soon & they needed to get rid of them..

Bailey
Bailey

You need a wizard (or magnets):

https://twitter.com/AnimaILife/status/368555339777458176/photo/1

dasndanger
dasndanger

Geez, Joe…you’re life is getting as bad as mine! Some day I’ll tell you about it. razz

In the meantime, to cheer you up I’ll just flash you my hooters (sorry the one’s a bit lopsided…):

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Better now? smile

Hubby and I watched Mud tonight. Excellent movie! Very much a ‘Huck Finn’ sort of film, with a splash of The Client thrown in. Great characters, and a very good story about relationships and friendships and the lengths people will go to for one another. I highly recommend it.

das

Carol
Carol

I’ve had a light lunch at that place – last year I think – wasn’t that bad to be honest…but I don’t think it’s on my “must eat there again for dinner” lists…

I miss Granville Island though…and water taxis going across False Creek…

Debra From The South

@Das… lol I knew it was going to be hooters but had to look to see the lopsided. Nice!

Sorry things messing up… but it will turn around. smile That was on uninspiring looking meal.

Skua
Skua

Do not be discouraged so fast. Better a postponed positive conference Monday that a negative one now when you are with jinx. mrgreen

Airelle
Airelle

@ articgoddess ,, Happy Birthday to you! Hope it was a grand one!
~~Das, if you keep showing Joe your boobies and hooters, who knows what that will do to his state of mind, maybe cheer him up,, keep up the good work!!
~Ponytail ~You had me singing along with you there!! good thoughts to Joe and Akemi!!
–Joe that food looks like it committed some kinda cide..?? just saying..definately green. Glad you had great company.
AND wink Better Days Ahead!!! {{{{hugs}}}}

Maggiemayday
Maggiemayday

Your main looks like someone played with your food before it arrived at your table.

Tomorrow is another day…. and we know what sort of luck Scarlett had.

@Deni, because kilts are cool and comfy. Because kilts!

Alexis
Alexis

It’s nice the company was good. Very thoughtful of Ivon to entertain you. :p

@Deni: Sorry you had to miss the convention. sad

@Jeff: Have a great time. grin

Tammy Dixon
Tammy Dixon

Ouch! Ivon’s gonna get you for that one. wink

Deni: Sorry about your trip. I hope you get some fun in.

Mr. M.: At least the company was great. grin I made a bacon covered meatloaf, cream cheese mashed potatoes and a salad. (I had the salad and let the boys enjoy the meatfest)

Today…more work on hubby’s shed. sad I will be so glad when it’s finished. On the bright side, the weather is only 80’sF today (26C). It’s usually pushing 3 digits, so this is rare treat.

Memphis is being kind to all the Elvis Fans (it’s death week here). The time when all Memphians avoid Elvis Presley Boulevard, if at all possible.

G’day all!

Christian
Christian

Sorry to hear about your bad day(s).
Looks like you are ready for a vacation.
I hear Vagas is nice this time of the year wink

gforce

@Das: Those are totally cute! ESPECIALLY the lopsided one!

@Joe: Maybe you just need to listen to a little Annie, and thing about…Tomorrow:

gforce

Think! not thing! Argh.

Debra From The South

http://www.foodsafetynews.com/2011/11/tests-show-most-store-honey-isnt-honey/#.UfHh-20yAfR
Honey not honey… buy from bee keepers USA folk.

Deni

@Maggiemayday: I told JeffW and his wife that maybe Alexis comes from the same people that the Barcelona McKays come from. smile

@Alexis and Tam: It’s cool, although Anakin has given me a huge headache. I slept an hour and a half last night. To top things off, my daughter lost at the big jiu jitsu thing in Chicago. sad Crappy weekend!

Tammy Dixon
Tammy Dixon

Deni: Hope you sleep well tonight! I showed Lauren’s picture at our dojo. My senseis got a kick out of the pink gi too. They still won’t let me wear a pink gi to class but the head sensei thinks he might do pink belts for breast cancer awareness week. Sorry she lost this one but there will be others!

I’ve been reading Craig Johnson’s Longmire series. The TV writers did an excellent job keeping the books character. Of course, they changed some things but the essence is the same. Is that a rare thing in TV land?

Mr. M.: How is the house sitter hunt coming along?

LJ
LJ

@Joe: Well, I don’t know if something good happened to me today. I’ll share my good thing, though, and maybe it’ll help you feel better. I saved a dog today! YAY! Go me! Working in animal rescue rocks! smile Here’s the silly boy, Charlie:comment image

smile Hang in there, Joe! The sun’ll come out tomorrow! (Or will it…?)

~LJ

LJ
LJ

Thanks! He had been at the shelter the longest, and was due to be put to sleep in the next few days.Now, he’s safe and sound and waiting for someone to adopt him. grin

shinyhula
shinyhula

Please make Ivon a tee shirt that reads Bees Love Me.

dasndanger
dasndanger

Joe – been wanting to share this with you, just been too busy.

Back when I was dating Mr. Das we – along with my mom – went back through the woods to a field behind our house. Mom and I were in front, and hubby-to-be was following. Suddenly from behind we hear “Oh, SHOOT!” We turn to see Mr. Das jumping around, arms flailing around his head, shouting over and over, ‘Oh SHOOT! Bees! Bees! Oh SHOOT!”

Mom and I started to laugh. We knew exactly what was happening. Right were the trees met the field there was always a few pesky strawberry flies (also called deer flies, yellow flies, or stouts) that would buzz your head and get in your hair. We tried to tell Mr. Das that they were only strawberry flies, but he wouldn’t listen! He started to run back through the woods, ‘oh shooting!’ all the way back to the house.

Mom and I ended up hanging onto each other to keep from falling on the ground, so hysterical we were with laughter! Mr. Das, on the other hand, still doesn’t find it funny at all. grin

das