Hipsters and Clogs

Day 62, Hipsters: Blue sky above, mountains below, and a big old mess of clouds in the middle.  At least these looked like friendly clouds, not sinister ones! 

Day 61, Hipsters: On Sunday, I made a lot of things.  These things included: lasagna, chicken salad, zucchini mushroom stir fry, pumpkin oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, and a pair of things to hang on some empty wall space.  Inspired by a variety of Etsy listings, none of which were quite right, I played on my love of classic rock and narcissism to craft them myself.  I was very pleased with the end result.   

Day 60, Hipsters: After maybe a bit too much fun Friday night, I took it easy on Saturday and took myself to see Iron Man 3.  (How good is RDJ in that role?  He is so good.)  I love the exterior of this theater so much - it’s so much prettier than the gray concrete slabs of suburban movie theaters.  I’m pretty sure there’s some sort of fancy term for “repurposing an awesome building into a chain without making the building ugly”, but whatever it is I approve.  The folks dressed up in full on flapper gear for Gatsby were an additional aesthetic perk.  

Day 59, Hipsters:  Friday night was dinner, drinks & a piano bar with another new friend, a girl I met at the Giants game a few weeks back.  We saw this sculpture thing on our way from dinner to Johnny Foley’s and I thought it was interesting and possibly a little terrifying.  

Day 58, Hipsters: A co-worker and I went out for beers after work.  The conversation was lovely, the beers were delightful, and the whole thing was made better by a very friendly patron, our new friend Dragon!  This guy was there with his owner to watch the Giants game and demanded our attention and behind the ear scratches.  We were more than happy to oblige.  

Day 57, Hipsters:  Walt Disney needed a ride to the South Bay and I was more than happy to oblige.  (Hardy har har.)  The bus advertisements on my morning commute continue to crack me up.  It was particularly delightful/surprising to see such an icon looking in on me. 

Day 977, Clogs: This one is for my friend Lindsay, who loves both photography and cheese. I was looking for mozzarella the other day at the supermarket, to go on my lunches this week, and stumbled across these wee orecchiette-shape guys. 

Day 976, Clogs: I’ve been using some products from back home this week, including Dinosaur sauces & spice blends which I’ve had for a while. 

Day 975, Clogs: I came home from the office just after 6 and noticed something odd on my elevator floor. It took me a minute to sort out that it could only be dog vomit. Then I noticed this sign, which basically translates to: “What ANTI-SOCIAL PERSON lets his/her dog throw up in the elevator. And doesn’t clean it up.”

Day 974, Clogs: My trip to Sweden had started at an ungodly hour which necessitated my riding my bike to the station. I didn’t feel great leaving it in the open for a week, so I stashed it at the secured bike area for the low(maybe?) cost of €10 for the week. The weather on my first full day back was gorgeous, which was nice, but I didn’t go out to enjoy it until I walked to the station to pick up my bike. On the way, I met a snail.