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...makes a post. I was too busy on Sunday and the past few Wednesdays to post, so let's do something out of schedule. Behold, a week of things:
AEW: Revolution We used this PPV as the impetus to engage in a marathon cleaning session (8+ hours with one break for a regularly scheduled weekend video call with friends). Few things are a more powerful motivator to tackle all the eternally put-offable tasks than having a bunch of people over. Baseboards were dusted. Dead plants were culled. The fridge was cleaned. Donation items were actually donated. Reader, it is NICE to live in this clean space.
The PPV itself was a blast. All the regulars were here, plus one person who had never watched sports wrestling entertainment before but immediately grokked what makes it so ridiculously fun (and was a genuinely cool person to talk to in general). A BS technical snafu with the provider for the first thirty minutes meant we missed the two opening matches: one we didn't care about and one we unfortunately did. But there were still a lot of really great matches to watch; like everyone, we dug Ospreay vs. Takeshita, and, of course, STING.
Birthday! We went out for sushi to celebrate my having survived another 366 days. The food was excellent, the atmosphere was great, and there were some amazing people-watching opportunities to boot. I talked to ma soeur and mes parents, who took great pains to make sure I knew they hadn't sent a present yet but would do so "soon." (Narrator voice: They won't.) That entirely predictable untruth aside, I received several albums and intriguing new books from other sources and have been enjoying those all week.
I also received a bottle of local olive oil from a dear friend that occasioned no small amount of concern, and then hilarity, when, several weeks later I randomly received an apparently handwritten postcard sent by "Whiskey Victor" that began with "Hey there Partner", included among its hey-we're-old-pals body the sentences "it's been a while and well, hope to see you back here soon", and signed off with "Don't be a stranger!"
"Who the fuck is Victor?" asked the GC.
"I have no fucking idea," I responded.
"He seems to think he knows you," said the GC.
"...Yeah," I responded, prompting us both to burn several cycles trying to figure out who overly familiar creepster Victor was, what his evident connection to Geek BBQ whiskey club was (because that was the logical explanation for the name but whiskey club is a tight group and no one named Victor has ever taken part), whether this was a case of mistaken identity (but the postcard was addressed to me-by-my-wallet-name and mailed to my actual address), and what frequency and level of potential future communications might warrant involving the cops, before realizing that "Whiskey Victor" = NATO alphabet = initials of the company that manufactured the olive oil sent to me by actual good friend whom I actually know.
Pro tip to marketing directors: If you've made your customer communications so folksy and familiar that customers get weirded out because they don't know it's you, you just might be doing it wrong.
Building Bullshit: The cops were here at least three night last week (including one memorable evening when we got back to find 5+ cars outside and about twice as many officers swarming the lobby), and the fire alarm went off once, but none of the above made much of an impact on my floor, so...yay?
Concerts: Namely, the Dandy Warhols. We were the first show of the tour, which means we were part of the first audience to hear the material off of their new (as yet unreleased) album live. That was extremely cool. They were also playing a different venue than the last time we saw them, and the difference in sound quality was night and day. The instrumentation and vocals were all perfectly crisp. The band played a great mix of new, recent, and old stuff that I've been alternately singing and humming to myself in the days since. These guys are so much fun to see live, and I'm counting down the days until the new album comes out.
Geek BBQ: A packed weekend sandwiched between two workweeks of 10+ days meant I tapped out pretty early this week. Sometimes it's like that. This week's selection was 1792 Bourbon, though, so it was definitely worth it to go, even if I didn't have much staying power this week.
Socks: Namely, my socks, which the new work crew started to pick up on this week. The rainbow stripes, jolly roger, and kraken socks were big hits (especially as I tied the latter to an overall marine theme that day), as was Friday, when threw everyone a curve ball by switching out cool socks for a pair of bubblegum Docs. I am going to have to up my game next week.
これで以上です。
AEW: Revolution We used this PPV as the impetus to engage in a marathon cleaning session (8+ hours with one break for a regularly scheduled weekend video call with friends). Few things are a more powerful motivator to tackle all the eternally put-offable tasks than having a bunch of people over. Baseboards were dusted. Dead plants were culled. The fridge was cleaned. Donation items were actually donated. Reader, it is NICE to live in this clean space.
The PPV itself was a blast. All the regulars were here, plus one person who had never watched sports wrestling entertainment before but immediately grokked what makes it so ridiculously fun (and was a genuinely cool person to talk to in general). A BS technical snafu with the provider for the first thirty minutes meant we missed the two opening matches: one we didn't care about and one we unfortunately did. But there were still a lot of really great matches to watch; like everyone, we dug Ospreay vs. Takeshita, and, of course, STING.
Birthday! We went out for sushi to celebrate my having survived another 366 days. The food was excellent, the atmosphere was great, and there were some amazing people-watching opportunities to boot. I talked to ma soeur and mes parents, who took great pains to make sure I knew they hadn't sent a present yet but would do so "soon." (Narrator voice: They won't.) That entirely predictable untruth aside, I received several albums and intriguing new books from other sources and have been enjoying those all week.
I also received a bottle of local olive oil from a dear friend that occasioned no small amount of concern, and then hilarity, when, several weeks later I randomly received an apparently handwritten postcard sent by "Whiskey Victor" that began with "Hey there Partner", included among its hey-we're-old-pals body the sentences "it's been a while and well, hope to see you back here soon", and signed off with "Don't be a stranger!"
"Who the fuck is Victor?" asked the GC.
"I have no fucking idea," I responded.
"He seems to think he knows you," said the GC.
"...Yeah," I responded, prompting us both to burn several cycles trying to figure out who overly familiar creepster Victor was, what his evident connection to Geek BBQ whiskey club was (because that was the logical explanation for the name but whiskey club is a tight group and no one named Victor has ever taken part), whether this was a case of mistaken identity (but the postcard was addressed to me-by-my-wallet-name and mailed to my actual address), and what frequency and level of potential future communications might warrant involving the cops, before realizing that "Whiskey Victor" = NATO alphabet = initials of the company that manufactured the olive oil sent to me by actual good friend whom I actually know.
Pro tip to marketing directors: If you've made your customer communications so folksy and familiar that customers get weirded out because they don't know it's you, you just might be doing it wrong.
Building Bullshit: The cops were here at least three night last week (including one memorable evening when we got back to find 5+ cars outside and about twice as many officers swarming the lobby), and the fire alarm went off once, but none of the above made much of an impact on my floor, so...yay?
Concerts: Namely, the Dandy Warhols. We were the first show of the tour, which means we were part of the first audience to hear the material off of their new (as yet unreleased) album live. That was extremely cool. They were also playing a different venue than the last time we saw them, and the difference in sound quality was night and day. The instrumentation and vocals were all perfectly crisp. The band played a great mix of new, recent, and old stuff that I've been alternately singing and humming to myself in the days since. These guys are so much fun to see live, and I'm counting down the days until the new album comes out.
Geek BBQ: A packed weekend sandwiched between two workweeks of 10+ days meant I tapped out pretty early this week. Sometimes it's like that. This week's selection was 1792 Bourbon, though, so it was definitely worth it to go, even if I didn't have much staying power this week.
Socks: Namely, my socks, which the new work crew started to pick up on this week. The rainbow stripes, jolly roger, and kraken socks were big hits (especially as I tied the latter to an overall marine theme that day), as was Friday, when threw everyone a curve ball by switching out cool socks for a pair of bubblegum Docs. I am going to have to up my game next week.
これで以上です。
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Those socks sound amazing btw.
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Fun socks are one of life's underappreciated joys. :D
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A deep clean always feels good afterward.
I have a few fun socks as well and they can be a little bright spot in the day.
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Today I pulled out my pirate socks in classic black and white. They really did add a bit of brightness. :D
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Ospreay vs. Takeshita was excellent. I'd been pretty meh on Ospreay before, but I am starting to like him a lot after that.
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Dandy Warhols concert! Glad you had fun, that sounds like a good show. I used to listen to them ages ago, I didn't realize they were still making new stuff. (Which is my own fault for barely listening to anything that isn't k-pop these days lmao)