Yesterday: The fifty-minute workday is really weird.
Cat-astrophe: After work, I took Selkie into the vet (up in east Shoreline) for a checkup and shots. He weathered the trip and the visit well, but when we got home he started having an adverse reaction to the vaccines (of the unpleasant bodily fluid kind) so we had to run him back for a cortisone shot, which somehow ameliorates the nasty side-effects (and they cleaned him up good, too). So, a brief errand turned into an hours-long escapade, but all was well in the end and he seems fine now.
A great new place to eat, part one: Last night, Otis and I went out to dinner with Kris-10 and Rye-N to celebrate the completion of K's application for a big NIH grant. They took us to a cool place on Market in Ballard, La Isla, a Puerto Rican restaurant. Great stuff - we all had empanadillas with beans and rice and shared a platano medley for the appetizer. If you are looking for some new tastes, check it out. Here's their site. (The social part of the night was great fun, too!)
Only one thousand, nine hundred and ninety-five and a half miles to go: I rode my bike to school today.
News from the People's Republic of Wisconsin: While at my "office" waiting for my fifty-minute workday to begin, I got a phone call from old pal JJ, who had the day off from library service for some sort of Xtian holiday. She sends her best wishes to one and all, and reports that she is settling in nicely.
It's scooterrific: Yesterday, I de-tarped Ruby and she started right up, so this afternoon, Otis and I motored out to Golden Gardens. Looking at the place, you would have thought it was the Fourth of July: there were scads of people there, many in bathing attire, some playing volleyball, a few brave souls trying to go in the water, others firing up barbecues. We stretched out on the sand and I had a nice midday nap.
A great new place to eat, part two: On the way to Golden Gardens, we stopped to eat lunch at Snoose Junction, a cool new pizza place, also on Market in Ballard. I had super NY style pizza, Otis had a great panini, and the house salads were generous and fresh. The place is really comfortable and the furnishings are totally funky: the benches are made from old bleachers from Ballard HS, the tabletops used to be alleys in Leilani Lanes, and the doors are salvaged from an old courthouse. It's way cool, and another place to check out. Here's their site.
Fortune-telling: Johnbai just called and it seems that he has recovered enough from his grief over the demise of Ze Frank's The Show to want to do something tonight. Otis is in with a client, so negotiations will commence a little later.
I've got a La Isla sticker on my scooter now, too - I think they look pretty cool.
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