catching up

[rone]

(and don't i look oh-so-smarmy in my new icon?)

On Thursday, after a short interview at EDD to make sure my unemployement benefits were all kosher, my mother-in-law and i went to weed our grapevines at her property in San Martin.  They were fraught with unwanted vegetation, but we eradicated a significant portion and reduced the rest after a few hours of work.  Photographic evidence: a young grape cluster; a maturing grapevine; a young charbono grapevine amidst a forest of weeds

On Friday, eqe and i met for the first time over Amici's.  We talked about mutual acquaintances, the Net and its culture (he wore an RTFM T-shirt, i wore my OSI 9-layer model T-shirt), and our professional milieux.  And he paid for lunch!  What a guy.  Thanks, man.

On Saturday, Kim and i dropped by her mom's and we bottled our grape wine.  I don't intend to open our limited supply until at least Hmas, but we tasted it at bottling and, well, it's quite good.

Today, we went to Thai Pepper in Campbell for their Mother's Day buffet brunch.  I ate a lot of shrimp.  We had a bottle of Weingut Köfererhof `04 Kerner which allannah gifted us, which she had during her dinner at the French Laundry.  It was really good on its own, with a complexity that's rare in a white wine, and it accompanied the Thai food well.  I shall repay her gift by getting a hold of some Txomin Etxaniz `04 Txakoli.

Comments

[2wanda.livejournal.com]

I guess we'll have to plan a trip back this week to get to the rest of those weeds!

[pennyhill.livejournal.com]

Y'no, I looked at your photo and the first word that came to mind WAS "smarmy." And then I thought "effete intellectual*." You should be proud.
Cordially,
Impudent Snob*


* you are perhaps too young to remember Spiro Agnew
and his 60-days-to-a-more-powerful-vocabulary
insults to my generation

[arian1.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a good time was had by all!

PS: Quite smarmy indeed.

[cheesetruck.livejournal.com]

Financial?

At AT&T, we had 8 layers. It often came up after meetings. Or during discussions about ineffectual layers of policies.

You could tell if a manager had any balls or brains by whether they knew how many layers there were. 8 meant both. 7 meant brains. Onion meant run really far, far away. And fast.

I do remember the day I fired off the TPS report salvo at my boss, and it flew right over her head. Right OVER her head. 3 people in the room other than me got it, the rest just went right on ignoring everything.

[littleamerica.livejournal.com]

to make sure my unemployement benefits

Sorry to hear about this; I've been out of the loop the last couple of weeks and haven't been paying close attention.

I'd offer to try to do something, but our colo site is in New Jersey and we're a Windows shop.