Lately I cannot get enough gnocchi, and I don't know why. I mean, obviously, the reason why is that it's gooooooooooooood, but I'm not sure why I've suddenly become crazy about it to the degree that I am.
I still love Mike Rowe. Not as much as I love gnocchi. But that's only because the gnocchi is accessible to me.
I went to the driving range tonight. Shockingly, I still suck at golf. Sigh. And, my boss wants me to play in ANOTHER tournament in October. I might have to suck it up and learn to play for real with lessons and practice and whatnot.
Not much else going on. Billing like a mo-fo and feeling crazy.
Oh yeah, and I almost forgot...a bird flew into our transformer outside our building and so we had no electricity, phone, or email from yesterday afternoon until today around lunchtime. The bird is right under the pole, fried. I can't help but think he got what he deserved considering how hellish my life is without email and internet access.
