Riblets

Jeremy and I went to Tall Timbers for a delightful dinner. While waiting for our grilled cheese sandwiches Jeremy told me that he read that Seattle Mariner’s Carlos Silva (pitcher) and Rob Johnson (catcher) got into a “heated argument” on Saturday. It was never said why there was an argument, but I proceeded to tell Jeremy what I thought the dialogue was.

Silva: (talking to another player) So I’m gonna go to the OCB* tonight.
Player: Oh yeah?
Silva: Yeah, it’s all you can eat riblets today.
Johnson: Shouldn’t you get an all you can eat salad?
::Silva turns to Johnson::
Silva:What did you say rookie?
Johnson: I said shouldn’t you get an all you can eat salad, fatty.
Silva: You wanna take this outside?
::Johnson looks around::
Johnson: Uh, we're in the dugout, isn't that considered outside?

At this point Wakamatsu must have walked over to them and told Silva if he stopped he would get a steak and Johnson if he stopped he would get a bigger contract.


*Old Country Buffet

Week 6 of Puppy Class

I'm happy to report that puppy class went better than expected last night. We started to teach Wally to "shake" and "roll over." He was the first dog in the class (a total of 3 dogs) to start to raise his paw for shake and he rolled over the first time we tried! We still experienced concentration problems when bringing him out into the store, i.e. his nose was in charge. Other than that, he was very well behaved and played with the other dogs.
Jeremy thinks he has a crush on one of the girl golden retrievers (Lucy). This won't work out because I have already promised Wally to Kallie. This is just an excuse for Kristin and I to eat cake.

Welcome Back Jenny!

I am welcoming myself back to the social world. Before Twilight (movie) came out, my mom had read all 4 books in the series and recommended that I read them as well. It wasn't until February that I saw the movie (only because Kristin bought my $2 ticket). After the movie I decided I should read the book because I still couldn't understand what all of the hype was about. March 20, 2009 at 2:30 am I started reading Twilight. March 24, 2009 at 1:30 am I finished all 4 books in the Twilight series.* The only reason it took me as long as it did was because I had to go to work Friday and Sunday. I can see now why my mom had to buy the final two books in hardcover vs waiting for paperback.
Hopefully in the next few days I will be posting a small series of reviews of the movie and books.

*Note: the shortest book in the series is close to 500 pages.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDPA!

I'll party it up in Mexico with you anytime!

OTR: Gym edition

This month’s OTR was originally intended for January, but due to my delightful trip to Anaheim, I pushed this one back a few months. In October 2008 I started going to the gym again after a year and a half hiatus. I was quite proud of myself because I’d go 2-4 times a week for a minimum of 30 minutes, but usually about an hour. I even took advantage of a class! I’m sad to say that I haven’t been to the gym since late February because I ran out of personal training sessions and I got sick. However, during my time at the gym I discovered some distasteful trends. The following observations are in no particular order.

1. People who grunt when they lift weights.
1a. People who grunt louder and louder with each repetition.

2. This outfit choice: black shoes, white crew socks (not folded down), short black shorts and a black, usually, “muscle shirt” stretched so far down along the sides that the only purpose is to have cloth covering their nipples. All of this on a guy.

3. People who wear muscle shirts who have as much muscle as an average 12 year old boy.

4. People who wear 80’s style clothing…ladies…

5. The group of 2-4 guys who stand in front of the mirror, usually in poofy vests, checking themselves out and not lifting a single weight for at least 30 minutes, if not more.

6. People who use the more popular machines, but fart right before they leave so the rest of us have to use another machine or marinate in the stink.

7. Women who wander around the locker room naked, not just to their locker from the shower. I don’t want to share the mirror with you while you check yourself out and do your hair. At least wear a towel!*

8. People who either don’t wear deodorant or at least need to get some clinical strength stuff if they are going to work that hard.

Major props to the “old” guy who is the only male in the “Kickbox Cardio” class. Way to impress that ladies.

*I can’t speak for the men’s locker room in this case.

Random Song of The Week!

My arm bone's connected to my wrist bone
My wrist bone's connected to my hand bone
My hand bone's connected to the ham bone
And the ham bone goes in my mouth!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDMA!

I hope your birthday is as fantastic as your chimi-chang!

I Can Almost Smell Garlic

The 2009 Mariners season is fast approaching. With new management and a few new players (welcome back Griffey!), my hope for the Mariners isn’t for them to go all the way and win, I hope they have a great overall season. While I’d love them to win the World Series all of the time, it just isn’t realistic. So what do I think constitutes a “great overall season?”

Limited number of player injuries

-If injured, ones that require minimum time on DL

Win more games than we lose

Many (great) moments that will be remembered for years

Making Ryan Rowland-Smith a starter*

-Going to every game he starts at

--Him remembering me (not in a creepy stalker way)

Funny Mariners commercials to get me through the losing games

Some sort of “good procedural leadership” by management that I do not bother myself with

Ability to order condiments using the Nintendo DS (it would make my experience better at Safeco)

While fulfilling all of the above criteria would make for a delightful season, it just isn’t 100% realistic. Of the above situations, the more we can satisfy the better. While Jeremy will fill me in on the technical things, I can monitor my RR-S, commercials, memorable moments and the Nintendo DS. I’m sure there are a lot more things that could make the season even better, but this is what I can think of on a Saturday morning.

So when the 2009 single game tickets go on presale, you can bet that I will be on the computer crossing my fingers that I get tickets to opening day. I love you Griffey, but the stupid band wagon Griffey fans might ruin it for us who love the Mariners even when they suck.

*A girl can dream can’t she?

Hot Meat

Using my Cuisinart Griddler Friday night, I made flat iron steaks for Jeremy and me. While delicious, I thought it looked fantastic. So in tribute to Paolo's food porn, here is my carnivore porn:

*Not pictured: Pasta Roni fettuccine alfredo