Frame of Reference

I have had "Will You Be There", by Michael Jackson, stuck in my head for the past 4 days. So now it's on repeat in the hopes that multiple listenings will satiate whatever it is that is"wanting" it in my head.  Billy Mays died on Sunday and I just saw a -blurb- about it. Considering that probably 99% of Americans know who the "OxiClean" guy is, I think his passing should have more attention. It's terribly sad and scary. To think, you could fall asleep and just never wake up.

Pop Pop Just got back from a run. Sheeze, it's hot! Cleaning up a bit, it never ends. Makes one wonder what people did when there was no "trash service". I know that many Greek or Roman (probably both) towns were notorious for smelling bad because of the garbage piles outside of town, but what about early settlers and what not. Hmmm, massive burning? I think I have seen every single Michael Jackson video ever made. It's been a fun walk down memory lane. (I almost added moon, but alas, I too can show restraint.)  Work is work. A bit of advice though: If you go to a restaurant, especially if it's busy, don't drink your beverage within seconds of it being put in front of you. If you do, if you are REALLY that thirsty (Cause I know I have been) - don't feel entitled to get another one right away. Have some patience.  Hoping the sick and staphy people in my life feel better soon!! 

Mr. Pagles and my brand new sheets.

I cleaned today. I did the laundry, dishes, the whole nine. Then I bought new sheets for the twin bed I'm sleeping on. I needed a change and DO NOT want to color my hair again. I'm still trying to wash the pink out. New sheets are safer, definitely.  It finally stormed. It started last night and we had another one this afternoon. I love it. There is just something about seeing the sun shining through pouring rain. I've only seen it during the summer. Something to behold. The thunder is also a plus. It's neat to see the fog on the streets after the rain as well. So many things I like, I'm muddling up the paragraph! I have thoroughly enjoyed my two days off.  Is North Korea making anyone else a little bit nervous?

I can't believe it!! I was driving back from the store (I had to get some mouth wash) when it hit me!! The "Check Engine Soon" light was on almost all of last week. I would start it and there would be white smoke from the exhaust but as soon as I started driving it would go away. We know this. Well, the light has been off for days now. No smoke, starts fine, drives fine. I don't know much about cars, but I'm wondering if the guy who filled my extra tank with coolant filled it up too much. I checked under the hood and it's down a hair below the MAX fill line. (I didn't know there was a fill line). But when he filled it, he FILLED it. So what if that smoke and the light was from the excess coolant?? What's worse is that I've taken it in twice and they couldn't find anything wrong with it. GGGGRRRRRR Could be worse I suppose, but now I feel dumb. I need to learn about vehicles. 

"So Pure, Such an Expression... I Love You When You Dance" Last night was insane. Summer has finally begun at the restaurant. We were on a wait from 5:30pm until a little past 9pm. I was able to keep up but it was non-stop for hours! Things get so dirty when we get busy. Usually if someone spills steak sauce on a tray, it gets washed. Not so much last night. My shoulder was all shades of brown from 'I don't know what' that was on the bottom of the trays. It went pretty smoothly besides one incident of someone requesting Cheese Sticks. I brought them out and they said "Oh, I meant Cheese Fries". I looked at them and clenched my jaw. I wanted them to see my obvious disapproval. So when their Cheese Fries arrived at the same exact time as their food, I was holding in a smug little smirk. It's too hot to even go to the beach in my opinion. The heat index yesterday was 110. Today it's supposed to get up to 99, so there is no telling how high the index...

You know that when a conversation starts with "I 'never' complain"... it's not going to be fun. That's what happened to me last night. A lady ordered crab legs and then was very dissatisfied with them. This happens, you can't please everyone. I apologized and asked if she'd like anything else off of the menu. She wrinkled her nose and told me her appetite was basically ruined. I offered a free dessert and she looked at me like I had grown another head. She then proceeded to tell me about how she used to work in restaurants and how "Word of mouth" is very important. By this point, I had no clue what she wanted me to do. I didn't make the crab legs and I had already apologized multiple times. I brought the ticket, minus the legs, and she started again about how the butter wasn't melted enough. I went and told my manager to go over to the table because it was obvious she wanted to complain to someone and I wasn't satisfying her. My m...

"This Is Your Brain On Music" is turning out to be quite a gem. I love the explanations and metaphors. For example: Remember that question -> If I tree falls in a forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound? No. It makes molecules vibrate, but sound doesn't exist unless it's "heard". Same thing with color. An apple isn't made up of tiny red things. It's how we perceive it that makes it red. I haven't gotten very far, I'm savoring it. I like it. Relativity fascinates me, obviously. It amazes me how emotions change the perception of our world. Sometimes we walk through fog and couldn't tell anyone what we did that day. Other times things are crystal clear. We know the moment something happened. It just all depends on the inner workings of our brain and whatever it is that makes us, us. Sometimes I want to reach in and shut it off. Sometimes I want to stop everything because it's so amazing. 

What does it take to kill a cockroach? 2 cats 1 sword 1 high-heeled flip-flop It's amazing what an insects mere presence can reduce us humans to. Mootchie spotted the booger but chased it into a closet. He was doing a decent job of hunting but I wanted to bring in reinforcements. I grabbed Pagles from the bookshelf (where he likes to sleep) and gently set him down next to Mootchie in the closet. He looked around and then up at me like I was completely crazy and walked out. I tried to talk some sense into him, but he was having none of it. A sword was drawn while Pagles and I cuddled on the floor, watching the action. A bed was torn apart as the prey made a break for it. Despite the swords amazing abilities on the battlefield, it was a foam flip-flop that saved the day. Mootchie walked around for hours with a chip on his shoulder while Pagles obliviously cleaned his tail and chased a bottle cap. Work has been busy. Busy enough to keep me busy. It's a good thing, Martha said so.

I went to the beach this morning. I was hoping to get there before the really hot part of the day. Apparently that "part of the day" doesn't exist here during the summer. The coast is turning this beautiful turquoise color and the water is so incredibly clear. I wanted to get a couple of shots, but it was too bright. I actually got into the ocean after bathing in sunscreen. Tiny schools of fish would swim by my ankles as my toes sank into the white sands. I only stayed for 30 minutes and then headed home to shower. I thought I was fine until this afternoon when I noticed that I was becoming uncomfortably hot. I glanced in the mirror and just saw red skin. It's not too bad, though. Drinking lots of water and moisturizing like CRAZY!   Is one born with talent or is it learned? If you have artistic parent's are you destined to be artistic yourself? Is there a yet, undiscovered gene that predetermines the level of creativity that one possesses, if any at all? Who know...

My drawing has picked up a smidge. I drew a nautical star with the outline of Florida in it for a tattoo. Don't ask. Also playing around with Cherry Blossoms for another tattoo request. I'm experimenting and expanding my horizons as far as 'creating' things go. Might have a few more commissions coming my way, we'll see. Picked up a new book, finally!! This is Your Brain On Music.  I've only read the introduction, but from that it looks very promising.  Creepy details coming out about David Carradine's death. I'm all for informing the public, but sometimes, some things should just be kept private in my opinion. With a big celebrity like that, people are going to want to know, so it's unavoidable. Just one of those things thrown under the heading: "Things I wish I didn't know" in my brain! I changed my sheets and covers, and that makes me incredibly happy. Apparently, I'm not the only one. Pagles hasn't jumped off my bed since thi...

I have tried to google it but I can't find it anywhere. I'm talking about this incredible phenomenon of glowing lights in the sand. I swear that it's true because I've seen it. You go to the beach at night and just start digging. You don't even have to dig far, but once you get a couple of layers down these green specks of light appear. They only last for a few seconds though. It's as if you've caught the 'tail end' of a lightening bug racing into his home and slamming the door behind him. Work has been decent lately. Smooth is more like it. *knock on wood*. No exciting stories, save for the fact I'm starting to have "Servers Memory". I'll come home and be getting something to drink, or making sure the cats have food and it'll suddenly hit me: I didn't bring that lady her side dish, or that someone wanted an extra dressing. It's supposed to rain soon.