JOHN LEGEND... YOU SEXY.
*******John Legend. What a talented hot man.
Ladies and gentlemen.....
SUMMER of YES has come and gone and now arrives...
FALL OF FUN (FoF).....and after that, WINTER of WHEEE(WoW)! Let's kick it off!
Brought my friend cassie to John Legend's small venue pre-promo tour
show in SF Sat nite @ The Independent. *Shout out to Childhood BFF
Sandy for hooking me up with tickets to this super-small-venue
concert.* Was only able to catch the last song "So High" since I had
to close shop @ the crew. Boo. Anyways, he was amazing, sexy, hot,
soooo talented, and what an amazing band and backup...wanted to share
a small story with yall with what happened to Cassie and me after the
show...
After gettin Popeye's buttery biscuits from across the street, Cassie and I
get back in our car and drive to TBD next watering hole. Driving by
the club, The Independent, where the show was at, we see the guitarist
(he's black, kinda Eric Benet-ish but without the sexaholism, prolly,
jury's still out), another black dude, and a black sista. We pull up
and scream out the window," Yall were amazing on the guitar! We only
go to see one song but you were amazing, etc." We ask where they're
going and they say back to the hotel Le Meridian. We say, "Hop in,
we'll take you" We pop the trunk, they fill it, get in, and I still
have 1 popeye biscuit in hand ...all glazed and beautiful, ready to be anihalatedd and of course, I offer it to my brothas from another mother.... they eat it
up... we tell them about the only 24-hour Mickey D's in SF and they're totally
down, we haul ass over there... 2 Filet-o-Fish meals later, we're
driving back to Le Meredian..we're talkin food of course, nyc,
brooklyn - cuz that's where they're from, and what else they're up to
that evening, they said maybe the after-party in Oakland because John
Legend's younger bro is performing..
We get to the hotel and as they're getting out they ask, "You aren't
just gonna drop n bounce are you?" We go: "We aren't groupies or
anything" They go: "Cmon up, we're in room 909, take down our numbers"
We swap numbers and tell them we gotta find some parking first and
that we'll hollar.
Cassie and I go park, scream and high five in the car. Pop a squat to
peee curbside cuz I seriously HAD TO GO, and then we go head upstairs.
The room ends up being Sharief the guitarist's... he's the only one
there, DUN DUN DUN..anyways.. we ask where the other peeps are and he
said most went to the after party........we sit, have heinie's,
there's some green stuff*i passed, obviously*, we're all just hanging
out.. and sharief has JL's DVD recording from the NYC Bowery
Ballroom.. so we get to see the recap of the concert we missed...
Moving on... later Greg *he mixes JL's songs* comes on in and sits
pretty next to me on the bed... we all hang out and yap, then greg
decides to get cuddly with me and my neck....anyways.. keyboardist
roomie comes back to the hotel room and we all chil for a while
longer, then cassie and I excuse ourselves and bounce....we say our
goodbyes and the "call us next time yall are in town"
toodles..and....SCENE.
Okay.. anyways, last nite was all really random, but this totally made
up for us catching only 1song.....WE GOT TO HANG OUT WITH JL'S HOMIES!
http://www.johnlegend.com
Album out 10/24
The talented bandmates of John Legend....
Cassie's man:
http://www.myspace.com/shariefinburgundy
http://www.myspace.com/sharief07
My Man: no links yet, working out it.. =)
Roomie:
http://www.myspace.com/djindustrialaverage
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Saturday, September 02, 2006
InWhySee Moments of Wedding, A Case of DMS (Doormat Syndrome), Abnormal Food Intake
Red-eye: M and J take a JetBlue night flight to NYC - arriving @ 6am. Expecting to enjoy 30+ channels of Direct TV on the plan, we find out that the tv sets at our seats are BROKEN. They offer a free beverage of choice, aka BOOZE, but we're like, screw it, we're gonna write to Customer Service and see what goodies we can squeeeeze out of them for the lackluster DirectTV. Low and behold, they shut the lights and start passing something out. Thing it was a snackpacks of the good ol blue chips or cookies, they turn out to be FANTASTIC BLISS Salon Sample Pack made up of a a lil Clear vinyl bag carrying a sample-size Lemon and Sage Body Butter (the best), mint lip balm, AND a BLISS Sleep Mask. LOVE.
Day 1:
6am - arrival
Red-eye: M and J take a JetBlue night flight to NYC - arriving @ 6am. Expecting to enjoy 30+ channels of Direct TV on the plan, we find out that the tv sets at our seats are BROKEN. They offer a free beverage of choice, aka BOOZE, but we're like, screw it, we're gonna write to Customer Service and see what goodies we can squeeeeze out of them for the lackluster DirectTV. Low and behold, they shut the lights and start passing something out. Thing it was a snackpacks of the good ol blue chips or cookies, they turn out to be FANTASTIC BLISS Salon Sample Pack made up of a a lil Clear vinyl bag carrying a sample-size Lemon and Sage Body Butter (the best), mint lip balm, AND a BLISS Sleep Mask. LOVE.
Day 1:
6am - arrival
Monday, August 21, 2006
If Love Had a (few) Last Name(s)
-Love Backrubs *so necessary in my life, I can't wait until I find the boy that's willing to rub it nightly, maybe even twice a day, three times on Sundays! He will be a KEEPER! A good back rub will take you VERY VERY far*
-Love Food *how it comforts my soul, brings people together, helps people bond, share crazy stories, etc.*
-Love Travel *NYC is next as it comes up this Wednesday - going with Mell and we're going to paint the town through traveling, eating, going to a wedding, drink, dancing, hollaring cabs, going commando, and gaining a few lb's*
-Love Music *the power to change you mood in 4 beats, current songs involve the word SEXY. SEXYLOVE. SEXYBACK. LOVE!*
-Love Siesta *a good nap does wonders, I wish I was in preschool again*
-Love Spoooooning *obviously do not get enough of this, this is up there with backrubs*
Love HangarOne *Hangar One Vodka Buddha's Hand with 7up is so yum-O.
Love Coffee *Those that work with me know how it goes: tall coffee, 3 sugar-in-the-raws, cream til it's tan. Love yall that remember that. If I had a choice, coffee would only be made by my favorite italianos - illy and lavazza
-Love Backrubs *so necessary in my life, I can't wait until I find the boy that's willing to rub it nightly, maybe even twice a day, three times on Sundays! He will be a KEEPER! A good back rub will take you VERY VERY far*
-Love Food *how it comforts my soul, brings people together, helps people bond, share crazy stories, etc.*
-Love Travel *NYC is next as it comes up this Wednesday - going with Mell and we're going to paint the town through traveling, eating, going to a wedding, drink, dancing, hollaring cabs, going commando, and gaining a few lb's*
-Love Music *the power to change you mood in 4 beats, current songs involve the word SEXY. SEXYLOVE. SEXYBACK. LOVE!*
-Love Siesta *a good nap does wonders, I wish I was in preschool again*
-Love Spoooooning *obviously do not get enough of this, this is up there with backrubs*
Love HangarOne *Hangar One Vodka Buddha's Hand with 7up is so yum-O.
Love Coffee *Those that work with me know how it goes: tall coffee, 3 sugar-in-the-raws, cream til it's tan. Love yall that remember that. If I had a choice, coffee would only be made by my favorite italianos - illy and lavazza
Monday, August 14, 2006
Stan Fields: Miss Rhode Island, please describe your idea of a perfect date.
Cheryl "Rhode Island": That's a tough one. I would have to say April 25th. Because it's not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.
----- Miss Congeniality (Soooo funny. I have the DVD if you want to borrow it)
Excursion in the City with a Boy - DONE.
Ferry Building Excursion with a Boy - DONE.
After four months of living in Norcal I finally got a couple things accomplished: stuff I should have accomplished yearrrrs ago. Maybe even during my high school years. The headlines explain it all.
For some of you that enjoy brunch as much as I do yall must got to ABSINTHE in Hayes Valley, SF. I recommend going in groups of 4 in order to try as many things on the menu as possible. Trust me - the more the merrier the belly is. They have blueberry-banana souffle pancakes, ricotta-stuffed french toast, croque monsieur(sp?)!
12pm Brunch @ Absinthe: Corned Beef Hash (this runs out on weekends so don't go too late) and the Bacon (Niman Ranch Applewood-Smoked), and the potatoes (I didn't try it but they sure looked damn good - rosemary seasoned and rumor has it, tastes like bacon!)
Note to Self: make reservations just cause you never know if you have to wait or not. Better safe than sorry. This Brasserie is straight up Frenchie and Lovely - a great place for couples or friends. They serve GREAT Coffee as well. illy. no wonder.
Exert from my Yelp Entry:
"I've been here for both Dinner and Brunch... loved it both times.
Today's meal was Brunch - made reservations ahead of time just to secure a seat in the house regardless of crowd or no crowd. Everything looks delish on the menu - corned beef hash is not to be missed. The delicate meat melts in your mouth with all the essential herb mix-ins, the poached eggs were soft and leaked of yolk perfectly. Two eggs combo was awesome - the potatoes looked really good - i didn't taste it but they got the stamp of approval, and the BACON... good lord - I don't know too many places that do bacon justice like this place - perfectly crisp, not burnt, with enough of the fatty goodness lining up each piece. Coffee- excellent as well.
It was just two of us that ate today so we didn't get to try too many things so next time, definitely bring the troops so you can have one of everything.. or close to, you know, get the corned beef hash, the two eggs, the pancakes, the croque mon, croq everything, oysters, etc. etc.
Not a 5 star because our waitress was a lil MIA - but then again, I was too busy yapping it up with my companion. Will definitely come back again for dinner and brunch. For dinner - ge the coq de vine (sp?) the ribeye with pomme frites, the oyster shooters and the oysters in general, and you know what, just try everything if you can.
***Don't try to get 1 entree to share amongst 2 people. The portions are for 1. Trust me.***"
Muni your butt on over to the Ferry Building: if the weather permits in SF, there's nothing more soothing and beautiful then a lil stomp around the Ferry Building. Really, the view is enough of a reason to go. When the sun is out, the sky is clear, you see the entire bay, the bridge, Treasure Island, and lil Sailboats passing by. This view is what makes SF simply beautiful.
The Ferry Building is the perfect place to go by yourself, for a date, with your family, or out-of-towners because there's something new or something great for everyone. If you have any ounce of love for food there's not much to not love. Coffee-check. Fruit-check. Cheese-check. Wine. Chocolate. Gelato, fast-food, seafood, sit-down, done, done, done, done.
Jet on a muni, zip on over and enjoy the high-ceilings and industrial loft feel as the rare rays of sunshine pelt in from the skylight windows. Grab a pastry, cookie or cupcake, a cup of coffee and grab a free bench out by the water and yap with a loved one. This is the place to go for an urban oasis escape while still within the city limits. Particular favorite vendors - Taylor's Refresher for mini corn dogs, Miette for Parisian Macaroons, Peet's for coffee and pastries, ACME Bakery for the amazin breads, Italian Batard, Delica - for everything related to Japanese Bento Boxes, and hollar at the Seafood vendors for the obvious.
Lastly, ladies pee/BM before you go, especially on weekends. The line for the ladies room could reach another zip code but it goes semi-fast, but then again, fast is relative when the seal is about to break.
Sundays in the city really can't be beat. I know, I sound like a broken record but after living in LA for 7 years and then moving to Norcal, I now have a clearer view of why SF has so many great sights and activities for singles, couples, etc. In LA, after dealing with traffic, you pretty much only have a few options: Santa Monica Pier and Beach (gorgeous but played out), the Getty Museum (awesome after braving the traffic on the 405 and if you can see past the smog, summer music nights here are suppose to be awesome), Griffith Park (apparently bikeriding is the up-n-coming activity here) annnnd....... SCCCCENE!!!! Not much else except if you go hit up a restaurant or bar. If you Yelp like I do, you can get some help to for outtings that don't involve movies or drinking... here's a link to her "No Drinking and No Movies" List
The description of the list is:
Places to go when you're bored of the bars and movie theatres. Sometimes, people want to be able to just go out and not have to drink or eat a big ol' meal and NOT have to go to the movies. So if you are ever in need of date-inspiration, check that list or search on YELP.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Another Wonderful Jam-Packed Weekend...
Having requested this past Sunday off so I could sleep in and nurse a hangover, ON PURPOSE, my plans were squashed. The Plan A was to Work Saturday 8-5, go to San Tung to re-celebrate Mell and Annie's 25th with Mell, Fred, Michael, Wendy, Gary, and Christina, then go to Tres Agaves for Camarones and Margaritas, and then ROE to dance all the alcohol and food off...and drink me drinks til the cows came home. Everything was completed except for drinking til the cows come home - I had an unexpected mtg at 730am the next day... on a SUNDAY.
Sat. nite was incredibly fun... dry fried chicken wings, tsingtao beer, mushu pork, camarones, hella good margarita, new friends (some very cute and promising), MG getting a table for Mell @ ROE (Yes as in the fish egg), dancing to Back that Azz Up - bringing us back to Freshmen year @ SC ...'99 baby, being a show pony for all our friends, having friends bet on how likely youll make out with nameless boy, and then finally crashing on Mell's couch @ 3am after an episode of ENTOURAGE on TiVo. Everything was great til my alarm went off @ 630am. Ergh.
It's sad when you've reached that age where if you party hard Sat. nite, your Sunday is basically shot because you need to re-coop by sleeping in...A LOT... eating Kalibtang to nurse your dehydration and hangover...taking a siesta mid-day, and then eating again before going to sleep for Monday. *sigh* Am I really that old? Naps are clearly under-rated. Love them.
Having requested this past Sunday off so I could sleep in and nurse a hangover, ON PURPOSE, my plans were squashed. The Plan A was to Work Saturday 8-5, go to San Tung to re-celebrate Mell and Annie's 25th with Mell, Fred, Michael, Wendy, Gary, and Christina, then go to Tres Agaves for Camarones and Margaritas, and then ROE to dance all the alcohol and food off...and drink me drinks til the cows came home. Everything was completed except for drinking til the cows come home - I had an unexpected mtg at 730am the next day... on a SUNDAY.
Sat. nite was incredibly fun... dry fried chicken wings, tsingtao beer, mushu pork, camarones, hella good margarita, new friends (some very cute and promising), MG getting a table for Mell @ ROE (Yes as in the fish egg), dancing to Back that Azz Up - bringing us back to Freshmen year @ SC ...'99 baby, being a show pony for all our friends, having friends bet on how likely youll make out with nameless boy, and then finally crashing on Mell's couch @ 3am after an episode of ENTOURAGE on TiVo. Everything was great til my alarm went off @ 630am. Ergh.
It's sad when you've reached that age where if you party hard Sat. nite, your Sunday is basically shot because you need to re-coop by sleeping in...A LOT... eating Kalibtang to nurse your dehydration and hangover...taking a siesta mid-day, and then eating again before going to sleep for Monday. *sigh* Am I really that old? Naps are clearly under-rated. Love them.
Tradition of Mell's Bday - Chicken Wings @ San Tung... Man...4 years running...can't break tradition!
MG and Mell....saving the world with one Crackberry at a time....
Mell, Wendy, and other B-day girl Annie, and their H.S. friend Akshay(sp?)
Steve, Vicky, Mell ...... Ballpark neighbors represent!
MG and MH...QueenBee's of Google Fraud
With Wendy at our 2nd stop of the evening, Tres Agaves! Mmmm to Cazadores Margaritas!!Happy B-day to Mell (one more time) and Annie!!!!
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Since I've Be Gone: Bi-Monthly Update of Jess-Spot
Clearly I haven't blogg'd in a while ago and I've been yelled at by a few dear friends. I'm Sorry. REALLY. I had no idea you enjoyed passing your day reading my mindless shpppeeeeel!
July Recap
July was a busy month. Crazy fun. Going to the Ferry Building in SF for the first time *perfect jess date place*. Going back again twice within the next 10 days *with ACME bread, Miette's Parisian Macarons, Taylor's Refresher's Mini Corn Dogs, why wouldn't you?!*. Libbi's Dirrrty 30 "Drink You Whore" Bonanza at Hotel Vitale and CRASH *the social event of the season*. Kat's Bday - dinner at Michael Mina, surprise Afternoon Tea at the Ritz-Carlton SF *special happy bday harp song played especially for her*. Cin's Bday. Dashboard Confessional Concert. Meeting random boys around SF with Cassie *agreeing that we are never to date boys that wear TEVA sandals, encouraging a boy we met to throw his pair out once he gets home*. BFF Mell's Bday Festivies *ditching work and spending quality BFF time*. Angie's visit to SF. Annie's Bday. And meeting a few other boys with my friends because this is indeed, the summer of yes. SOY, baby.
I'll include a brief picture recap of all the fun hysteria that July 2006 brought. Ok. The pics aren't aligning. Let me test. brb.
Right There I See You Lookin', Sure Hope That You're Not Tooken
Okay. Bad english. Bad ebonics with the "tooken". But I've realized, that's one of my favorite lyrics. Almost that it's the theme of my life. Or at least part of it. If you haven't figured it out, it's from the song Dance Tonight by Lucy Pearl. More importantly, it's from the movie Love and Basketball, one of my all-time favorite movies! With the themes of USC, basketball, USC, chick flickyness, beating all the odds, it's no wonder it's one of my faves.
Anyhow, as I stroll through this brilliant life of mine as a persistent single and fabulous person, saying no to anything subpar for me, I'm often caught seeing a cute/hot friendly gent and wondering whether or not he's taken. I love that moment when you see some new cute/sweet guy and you think to yourself, "I hope you're not taken. Please. Please. Please." It's a girly moment but I'm sure it happens to the boys as well.
Working retail, I see plenty of cute guys come through. A lot of that population obviously gay. But the other part, the straight boys, it's always a tough call figuring out if they're taken. I've perfected the 4th-finger glance - you know, if they have a wedding ring on and are off the market. I respect that but still, it's sad to realize that yall shoulda met first. Haha. But the ones with no rings, you get all excited about until their girlfriends walk over from the women's section into the men's section and you realize, "Sure hope that you're not tooken" has become "Another one bites the dust!" Buuuum-mer. =(
Regardless, for the few that are cute, sweet, and still single that walk through my retail world, I still won't be the one that does any asking out. I'm just that old-fashioned. I've heard my share of stories from other managers of how they met their husbands on the job when they were customers back in the day and they are all very cute stories. I'm not betting that I'm going to find him at work, but it's funny to entertain that idea in my brain that the next guy who walks through the door could just be a mutual digging connection.
Movin forward, as old-fashioned as I am, I'm not really gonna change my old-fashioned ways. I strictly adhere to the theory that if a boy wants you, he'll make an effort to hollar. Who the heck wants to be sloppy seconds?! A story I heard the other day was, ".....a boy took down her number, but isn't going to call right now, but will keep the number for the future, since he's currently dating someone right now". Uhh, are guys really stupid enough to do that?! Or are girls stupid enough to think that that's okay? Thankfully, my friend knows being 2nd fiddle is not okay, isn't her style and isn't one of those poor girls who think it's "GONNA HAPPEN" when it's not, it's silly how boys can be. I haven't read "He's Just Not That Into You" but I'm sure it all proves the same. Get over boys that aren't calling, aren't returning txt messages. Find someone that "worships" you and say "No!" to tools. At least in my case, he must make the first move and then it's fair game. Give me signs that you're interested. Until then, I'll just look cute and work my magic from the dugout. Play ball, fellas!
Okay. Bad english. Bad ebonics with the "tooken". But I've realized, that's one of my favorite lyrics. Almost that it's the theme of my life. Or at least part of it. If you haven't figured it out, it's from the song Dance Tonight by Lucy Pearl. More importantly, it's from the movie Love and Basketball, one of my all-time favorite movies! With the themes of USC, basketball, USC, chick flickyness, beating all the odds, it's no wonder it's one of my faves.
Anyhow, as I stroll through this brilliant life of mine as a persistent single and fabulous person, saying no to anything subpar for me, I'm often caught seeing a cute/hot friendly gent and wondering whether or not he's taken. I love that moment when you see some new cute/sweet guy and you think to yourself, "I hope you're not taken. Please. Please. Please." It's a girly moment but I'm sure it happens to the boys as well.
Working retail, I see plenty of cute guys come through. A lot of that population obviously gay. But the other part, the straight boys, it's always a tough call figuring out if they're taken. I've perfected the 4th-finger glance - you know, if they have a wedding ring on and are off the market. I respect that but still, it's sad to realize that yall shoulda met first. Haha. But the ones with no rings, you get all excited about until their girlfriends walk over from the women's section into the men's section and you realize, "Sure hope that you're not tooken" has become "Another one bites the dust!" Buuuum-mer. =(
Regardless, for the few that are cute, sweet, and still single that walk through my retail world, I still won't be the one that does any asking out. I'm just that old-fashioned. I've heard my share of stories from other managers of how they met their husbands on the job when they were customers back in the day and they are all very cute stories. I'm not betting that I'm going to find him at work, but it's funny to entertain that idea in my brain that the next guy who walks through the door could just be a mutual digging connection.
Movin forward, as old-fashioned as I am, I'm not really gonna change my old-fashioned ways. I strictly adhere to the theory that if a boy wants you, he'll make an effort to hollar. Who the heck wants to be sloppy seconds?! A story I heard the other day was, ".....a boy took down her number, but isn't going to call right now, but will keep the number for the future, since he's currently dating someone right now". Uhh, are guys really stupid enough to do that?! Or are girls stupid enough to think that that's okay? Thankfully, my friend knows being 2nd fiddle is not okay, isn't her style and isn't one of those poor girls who think it's "GONNA HAPPEN" when it's not, it's silly how boys can be. I haven't read "He's Just Not That Into You" but I'm sure it all proves the same. Get over boys that aren't calling, aren't returning txt messages. Find someone that "worships" you and say "No!" to tools. At least in my case, he must make the first move and then it's fair game. Give me signs that you're interested. Until then, I'll just look cute and work my magic from the dugout. Play ball, fellas!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
What It Feels Like to Be Jess..........
Since, it's been awhile, again, I figured I'd update yalls with some quick moments of my life and thoughts that have happened over the past week or so. Feel free to ponder along with me and ask yourself, "Man, I wish I was Jess!" or "Man, thank gawd I'm not Jess. Ugh!"
1. Today I went out on my lunch to grab a bouquet of flowers and a cake for a co-manager's surprise bday. This walk to fetch these items involved crossing Market St. in SF and hiking up Powell. There was a definite throng of Black folk around town today since there was a free India.Arie concert up at Union Square today. Do we even need to guess where this story is headed? Anyways, as life has proven, Jess wearing a form fitting tank top + black guys out on the street = Jess getting hollared at. =( Wah!! How about as I cross the street back to my shopping complex, after being able to dodge any catcalls through out this whole errand run, I'm 1 crosswalk away from being home-free, I hear, "Oooh tig 'ol bitttties" Translation: Big 'ol Titties. Oy! Oy, is right! BLECH!Why me?
2. My desire to see The Lake House. The previews didn't look bad at all, but I guess a buncha reviews are saying its so unbelievable. Well. Keanu + Sandy Bullock?!? Why am I not gonna watch it!?!? So, since I have tomorrow offf, I'm going to do a very BRAVE thing: I'm going to go watch that alone. More for the sake of me not having to drag someone to go and have them waste their $10 bucks. So really, it's for YOU out there that I'm doing this. NOT cuz I want to watch this movie. *wink wink* Boy, do I luurrve chick flicks! My 2nd big movie sob session of my life was watching Sandy Bullock in While You Were Sleeping in high school. Oh my how I sympathized sooooo much for her crappy life as a Token Girl at the Chicago Subway Station who adores a Coma boy but instead, falls in love with Coma-boy's flannel-wearing/furniture-building and moving brother. Man. I cried a LOT. hahaha. Such a good movie. Or do I have to say that because of the gallons of tears I bawled out?
3. New music scene artists I love: Corinne Bailey Rae. Yall gots to listen to her. I'm going to Target tomorrow to pick up her album for $9.98...hollllaaa!!! Wei actually found out that Corinne has a concert is SF next Tuesday the 27th. Anyone else there that likes her music, let me know. Let's go! And then tomorrow, Mell and I, and maybe a few other peeps are going to San Jose for a free outdoor Matt Nathanson concert. Can't wait!
4. Thursday Night TV: Making the Band 3, So You Think You Can Dance, Travel Channel's 5 Takes: Pacific Rim. Fabulous shows! Making the Band 3 is bomb because I've been watching these girls become a group for so long. I love watching the choreography, and the utter chaos and fun happen. I always fall in love with hip-hop all over again when I hear all the songs they audition to. Oooooh-la-la-la-la-laahhhh! Missy Elliot! Who else? I forget. Pacific Rim went to Taiwan last week and watching white folk attempt to eat Stinky Tofu is the best. They say it tastes, "VILE!" Well you know what, I don't like it either. Dad used to stink up the microwave at home for DAYS when he heated that stuff up. Utter disgust. Vile is right.
5. It was Skess' Bday yesterday. I missed out on her Super Sweet-26-teen debauchery @ Monroe's on Sat. The other 2 Chensie girls got to go along with Lib and I soo missed out. I reallly wanted to go to LA this past weekend but no such luck. =( I sent the girl some cool stuff for her bday though so hopefully that will hold her over til I see my Jewish Home girl next. Challahback!!!! Not only did I miss her bday bash, I finally started to my my Los Angeles. Took long enough eh? I'm one to be a chameleon, to be able to adapt wherever I go, but the time comes when you just gotta miss something. I miss easy to get Korean food, steel-cut oatmeal, the million and 1 close brunch places, I miss my Santa Monica store peeps, I miss the always good weather, I miss getting illy coffee easily, I miss my lil sister Weiiiiiiiiiiii, I miss my $850/month rent. Life was reallly good in LA. No doubt.
Besides all the stuff I miss, I've definitely found a buncha stuff I do love here as I scope out other things I want with my life and what I want to do with my lil life.
In the end, we all dig our own graves. So I gotta figure out what opportunities I have to make to make everything I want/dream about, happen. =)
Since, it's been awhile, again, I figured I'd update yalls with some quick moments of my life and thoughts that have happened over the past week or so. Feel free to ponder along with me and ask yourself, "Man, I wish I was Jess!" or "Man, thank gawd I'm not Jess. Ugh!"
1. Today I went out on my lunch to grab a bouquet of flowers and a cake for a co-manager's surprise bday. This walk to fetch these items involved crossing Market St. in SF and hiking up Powell. There was a definite throng of Black folk around town today since there was a free India.Arie concert up at Union Square today. Do we even need to guess where this story is headed? Anyways, as life has proven, Jess wearing a form fitting tank top + black guys out on the street = Jess getting hollared at. =( Wah!! How about as I cross the street back to my shopping complex, after being able to dodge any catcalls through out this whole errand run, I'm 1 crosswalk away from being home-free, I hear, "Oooh tig 'ol bitttties" Translation: Big 'ol Titties. Oy! Oy, is right! BLECH!Why me?
2. My desire to see The Lake House. The previews didn't look bad at all, but I guess a buncha reviews are saying its so unbelievable. Well. Keanu + Sandy Bullock?!? Why am I not gonna watch it!?!? So, since I have tomorrow offf, I'm going to do a very BRAVE thing: I'm going to go watch that alone. More for the sake of me not having to drag someone to go and have them waste their $10 bucks. So really, it's for YOU out there that I'm doing this. NOT cuz I want to watch this movie. *wink wink* Boy, do I luurrve chick flicks! My 2nd big movie sob session of my life was watching Sandy Bullock in While You Were Sleeping in high school. Oh my how I sympathized sooooo much for her crappy life as a Token Girl at the Chicago Subway Station who adores a Coma boy but instead, falls in love with Coma-boy's flannel-wearing/furniture-building and moving brother. Man. I cried a LOT. hahaha. Such a good movie. Or do I have to say that because of the gallons of tears I bawled out?
3. New music scene artists I love: Corinne Bailey Rae. Yall gots to listen to her. I'm going to Target tomorrow to pick up her album for $9.98...hollllaaa!!! Wei actually found out that Corinne has a concert is SF next Tuesday the 27th. Anyone else there that likes her music, let me know. Let's go! And then tomorrow, Mell and I, and maybe a few other peeps are going to San Jose for a free outdoor Matt Nathanson concert. Can't wait!
4. Thursday Night TV: Making the Band 3, So You Think You Can Dance, Travel Channel's 5 Takes: Pacific Rim. Fabulous shows! Making the Band 3 is bomb because I've been watching these girls become a group for so long. I love watching the choreography, and the utter chaos and fun happen. I always fall in love with hip-hop all over again when I hear all the songs they audition to. Oooooh-la-la-la-la-laahhhh! Missy Elliot! Who else? I forget. Pacific Rim went to Taiwan last week and watching white folk attempt to eat Stinky Tofu is the best. They say it tastes, "VILE!" Well you know what, I don't like it either. Dad used to stink up the microwave at home for DAYS when he heated that stuff up. Utter disgust. Vile is right.
5. It was Skess' Bday yesterday. I missed out on her Super Sweet-26-teen debauchery @ Monroe's on Sat. The other 2 Chensie girls got to go along with Lib and I soo missed out. I reallly wanted to go to LA this past weekend but no such luck. =( I sent the girl some cool stuff for her bday though so hopefully that will hold her over til I see my Jewish Home girl next. Challahback!!!! Not only did I miss her bday bash, I finally started to my my Los Angeles. Took long enough eh? I'm one to be a chameleon, to be able to adapt wherever I go, but the time comes when you just gotta miss something. I miss easy to get Korean food, steel-cut oatmeal, the million and 1 close brunch places, I miss my Santa Monica store peeps, I miss the always good weather, I miss getting illy coffee easily, I miss my lil sister Weiiiiiiiiiiii, I miss my $850/month rent. Life was reallly good in LA. No doubt.
Besides all the stuff I miss, I've definitely found a buncha stuff I do love here as I scope out other things I want with my life and what I want to do with my lil life.
In the end, we all dig our own graves. So I gotta figure out what opportunities I have to make to make everything I want/dream about, happen. =)
Thursday, June 01, 2006
*Tear*
Today my eyes sweated a bit. Various times through out this evening I attempted to hold it back. The moisture beads would come to the edge of my eyes but I'd try to stop them. Why? Because sometimes it feels like..... I don't even have the right words to complete this sentence. This sounds like a total broken record. As everyone I know and their mom are dealing with "emotional turmoil", many due to relationships, and god knows I've been able to avoid it all. To avoid the troubles of relationships since I've never really had any. But other crap sneaks up on you. Stress that your family loves to pile on. And I hate that I have to vent to this thing! But I can't even remember the last time I kinda cried. Cuz Jess doesn't cry. Jess is too strong. Jess is unbreakable. But today, she broke a bit. The stress I don't ask for, that none of us ever ask for, but still I suck it up, I answer the phone calls that come, I return the calls that I miss, I reply to the messages that are left and take the swats of it cuz others go and hide or are out of the vicinity for logistical reason or are too young or that you'd rather save others the trouble of having to deal with the stress because they have their own stress to deal with that any more stress would clearly push them into some hidden corner that is next door to oblivion. The stress I deal with because others decide to disappear. The stress I deal with because I am the product of a stubborn "slow moving in action" father and a nagging mother who's brilliant but can't physically do the stuff she wants to do and has to wait for the slow moving father to do anything. The stress I hold up because I'm "Jess." And somtimes, seriously, I will break. I will crumble. And today, was that day.
So this will be my first and hopefully last angry entry ever. If one of my entries are angry, you know sh*t has kinda hit the fan and no mercy will be allowed.
-There's never a time in a family when you decide you can't be a TEAM PLAYER and don't show up for the game. If you have to be sidelined, fine, but you still bring your butt to the game and cheer your team on. You don't ditch out on the game and go off and do your own thing and tell your team nothing
*It's one thing to feel alone when you don't show up. When you pull away from the team. But when you show up and you still feel alone. Then that's me. That doesn't seem logical. And that's why I cried tonight.
Today my eyes sweated a bit. Various times through out this evening I attempted to hold it back. The moisture beads would come to the edge of my eyes but I'd try to stop them. Why? Because sometimes it feels like..... I don't even have the right words to complete this sentence. This sounds like a total broken record. As everyone I know and their mom are dealing with "emotional turmoil", many due to relationships, and god knows I've been able to avoid it all. To avoid the troubles of relationships since I've never really had any. But other crap sneaks up on you. Stress that your family loves to pile on. And I hate that I have to vent to this thing! But I can't even remember the last time I kinda cried. Cuz Jess doesn't cry. Jess is too strong. Jess is unbreakable. But today, she broke a bit. The stress I don't ask for, that none of us ever ask for, but still I suck it up, I answer the phone calls that come, I return the calls that I miss, I reply to the messages that are left and take the swats of it cuz others go and hide or are out of the vicinity for logistical reason or are too young or that you'd rather save others the trouble of having to deal with the stress because they have their own stress to deal with that any more stress would clearly push them into some hidden corner that is next door to oblivion. The stress I deal with because others decide to disappear. The stress I deal with because I am the product of a stubborn "slow moving in action" father and a nagging mother who's brilliant but can't physically do the stuff she wants to do and has to wait for the slow moving father to do anything. The stress I hold up because I'm "Jess." And somtimes, seriously, I will break. I will crumble. And today, was that day.
So this will be my first and hopefully last angry entry ever. If one of my entries are angry, you know sh*t has kinda hit the fan and no mercy will be allowed.
-There's never a time in a family when you decide you can't be a TEAM PLAYER and don't show up for the game. If you have to be sidelined, fine, but you still bring your butt to the game and cheer your team on. You don't ditch out on the game and go off and do your own thing and tell your team nothing
*It's one thing to feel alone when you don't show up. When you pull away from the team. But when you show up and you still feel alone. Then that's me. That doesn't seem logical. And that's why I cried tonight.
Monday, May 29, 2006
Sing Me Sweet.....
Sing me sweet, Sing me low,
Sing me never let me go, Cause I've gone on long enough,
waiting for wonderful.....
-Matt Nathanson
It's been a turbulent week/month for myself but after calculating the points, I think my friends and family have had a rouuuuugh month. With breakups happening left and right, for reasons that are unexplainable, logistical, stupid or random, I can't help but feel for those that do the breaking and those that get to be broken by another as I sit and watch from my warm seat in the dugout.
The view from the dugout pains me. To see the people I love emotionally devastated or showing too little compassion or not enough closure, I've witnessed a whirlwind view of emotions run wild. Pardon all the puns, but I'm trying to avoid the innocent parties. In a way I'm beyond proud and happy that my near and dear went through such great moments of passion and love with reckless abandon. Isn't that what life is all about sometimes? Throwing your heart out into the wind and not caring if it comes flying back at you in a million little pieces? You meet. You greet. You do the hang out. You do the date thing. You do the bf/gf thing. You do the homerun kinda thing(not necessarily in this order of course, as proven by humanity *wink wink* ). You have your 1st fight kinda thing. You love hard. You yell hard. Together you screw up somewhere. You break up. Or if luck is on your side, you get to avoid the last two and together you fight it out and get to live out the greatest love story ever told. Yeah? No? Either way, if you end up together or if your relationship goes up in flames, remember the moments in the past that you permanently had a grin/smile tattoooo'd across your face. The good times of the past will get you through the future as those are the moments we live for yes?
Nonetheless, from a catapillar waiting to become a butterfly....someday, it happens for all of us and I wonder, how will I be as the breaker or the breakeee in the future. Things to ponder.
So at the end of the day, after many pails of tears, piles of snot rags lining our beds, we're more grown up, hopefully stronger and ready for the next battttter up. And if love is the game of baseball, Tom Hanks did say, "There's no crying in baseball!!!!" Only eyes sweating.
Sing me sweet, Sing me low,
Sing me never let me go, Cause I've gone on long enough,
waiting for wonderful.....
-Matt Nathanson
It's been a turbulent week/month for myself but after calculating the points, I think my friends and family have had a rouuuuugh month. With breakups happening left and right, for reasons that are unexplainable, logistical, stupid or random, I can't help but feel for those that do the breaking and those that get to be broken by another as I sit and watch from my warm seat in the dugout.
The view from the dugout pains me. To see the people I love emotionally devastated or showing too little compassion or not enough closure, I've witnessed a whirlwind view of emotions run wild. Pardon all the puns, but I'm trying to avoid the innocent parties. In a way I'm beyond proud and happy that my near and dear went through such great moments of passion and love with reckless abandon. Isn't that what life is all about sometimes? Throwing your heart out into the wind and not caring if it comes flying back at you in a million little pieces? You meet. You greet. You do the hang out. You do the date thing. You do the bf/gf thing. You do the homerun kinda thing(not necessarily in this order of course, as proven by humanity *wink wink* ). You have your 1st fight kinda thing. You love hard. You yell hard. Together you screw up somewhere. You break up. Or if luck is on your side, you get to avoid the last two and together you fight it out and get to live out the greatest love story ever told. Yeah? No? Either way, if you end up together or if your relationship goes up in flames, remember the moments in the past that you permanently had a grin/smile tattoooo'd across your face. The good times of the past will get you through the future as those are the moments we live for yes?
Nonetheless, from a catapillar waiting to become a butterfly....someday, it happens for all of us and I wonder, how will I be as the breaker or the breakeee in the future. Things to ponder.
So at the end of the day, after many pails of tears, piles of snot rags lining our beds, we're more grown up, hopefully stronger and ready for the next battttter up. And if love is the game of baseball, Tom Hanks did say, "There's no crying in baseball!!!!" Only eyes sweating.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Weekend Update...
This week has had quite a few cool events that are also part of SoY*summer of yes*, RTB and my initial "beginning of the year goals." Let's recap, past and present:
1. Went to see Jack's Mannequin in concert on Tuesday at Slim's in SF as part of the "I want to go see more concerts this year RTB". Now who is JM you ask? Well I had no idea til crazeeee Mell and Mao and my old coworkers @ Santa Monica Laura and April told me all about it. Their undying love for Andrew, the lead singer who recently has been battling cancer - and he's still smokin' cute. Most it's MAO and Laura. Mao is an awesome groupie. Her and Hannah drove up to the Bay on Monday night to see 2 JM concerts in a row. Then they're driving to Utah to catch a concert, then back to LA. THEN..they'll go to Austin, TX and then ATL. Crazy. For the love of JM!!! I give her props. She is living, ALMOST FAMOUS. Cheers!
-The concert was awesome and the company was great. Rolled with Mell, Vicky, Vicky's man Steve, their friend Whitney and Dean. We kicked off the evening at Primo Patio on Townsend in SF for some, I wanna say Carribean food? But of course they ran out of what I wanted *bermuda burrito...fresh red snapper and bay shrimp with chopped tomato and cilantro*, AND the 2nd thing I wanted *the burger*. Who runs out of burgers, granted it was game day but BURGERS!?! At a Carribean joint!? Anyways, the best part of dinner were the drinks - the BULI BULI.. beer with sugar and lime. SOOOO GOOOD...I want to recreate it for a summer bbq or cocktail party. Go here for the $7.50 pitcher of BULI BULI. Otherwise everything else is great too. Our waitress seems a little loopie. Like she was smokin' a joint or crack in the waiters station or something. But moving on.....
-We arrived a little before JM went on so us shortie asians (vicky and i, since mell doesn't count) scoped out for some quality space. Too bad the tall people and the big hair'd people and the "big" peeps are somehow always infront of you. Steve even had to lift Vicky up about 6 times so she could get a peek of the stage. heehee. It was cute!
-Now I didn't know JM songs til about 4 weeks ago when Mell was generous enough to burn me their album amongst other new albums. She is my mp3 crack dealer. Adddddddicted. So after finally listening to the songs, I'm a new proud fan of Jack's Mannequin!!!
2. Finally met my boy neighbor. Our dear friend Lance comes in so handy, always. You may know him from UCLA, from Omegas, from the dancefloor as he's done his signature "karate-chop" move. Lance is one of Wei's good friends from college and Alb's pbros. Anyways, the only reason we're living here @ Marlin Cove is because he suggested it because his friend aka boy neighbor lives here. After numerous emails and IM conversations about best things around this town, how this apartments works and after moving into this lovely pad, boy neighbor and I finally met to hang out on Thursday. It was a very cool meet-n-greet so to speak. Through this meet-n-greet I was able to discover some neighborhood hotspots and introduce him to the lovely world of Hangar One Vodka. =) So all my friends who are coming to town soon to visit, boy, do I have some little places to take you!
*Thai food @ Nipa-pon (decent, not out-of-this-world, but the Panang Curry sure was yummy)
*STINGER - aweeeesome superswank dark dive bar with SF flair, free street parking, and 5 minutes from my crib. They serve Hangar One....Kaffir Lime..Yum-o. Have great music playing in the back, not a packed house but the perfect amount of people. And from what I hear/read, the drinks won't cost you an arm and a leg.
*Tapioca Express - I told the Korean boy neighbor that Boba means Boobs in Chinese and he had never heard that before. It was a hoot. For those that aren't already aware of that,
***The consistency of tapioca pearls are somewhere between jell-o and chewing gum. They are the size of a marble. They are also known as the "boba" drink in Western China because it is described as to having the same texture as the female breasts.***
At this TapExpress they have Monday through Sunday "deals". We went on Thursday and the prize was .."Order 2 drinks and get Fried Banana". I think they give out cell phone accessories on Fridays or something. This is the one behind Marina Market. It's a teeny bopper crowd filled with San Mateo's neighboring high schools' finest -- since they obviously can't get into STINGER, thankfully!
3. Spent more time with my parents this week then I have in a few years? Granted parents drive you up the wall. They love to put pressure and stress on you when you clearly cannot handle anymore (at least none of the kind that they give you), but at the end of the day, you just train your mind and your patience to realize, they're just doing what's best for you and suck it up.
This week has had quite a few cool events that are also part of SoY*summer of yes*, RTB and my initial "beginning of the year goals." Let's recap, past and present:
1. Went to see Jack's Mannequin in concert on Tuesday at Slim's in SF as part of the "I want to go see more concerts this year RTB". Now who is JM you ask? Well I had no idea til crazeeee Mell and Mao and my old coworkers @ Santa Monica Laura and April told me all about it. Their undying love for Andrew, the lead singer who recently has been battling cancer - and he's still smokin' cute. Most it's MAO and Laura. Mao is an awesome groupie. Her and Hannah drove up to the Bay on Monday night to see 2 JM concerts in a row. Then they're driving to Utah to catch a concert, then back to LA. THEN..they'll go to Austin, TX and then ATL. Crazy. For the love of JM!!! I give her props. She is living, ALMOST FAMOUS. Cheers!
-The concert was awesome and the company was great. Rolled with Mell, Vicky, Vicky's man Steve, their friend Whitney and Dean. We kicked off the evening at Primo Patio on Townsend in SF for some, I wanna say Carribean food? But of course they ran out of what I wanted *bermuda burrito...fresh red snapper and bay shrimp with chopped tomato and cilantro*, AND the 2nd thing I wanted *the burger*. Who runs out of burgers, granted it was game day but BURGERS!?! At a Carribean joint!? Anyways, the best part of dinner were the drinks - the BULI BULI.. beer with sugar and lime. SOOOO GOOOD...I want to recreate it for a summer bbq or cocktail party. Go here for the $7.50 pitcher of BULI BULI. Otherwise everything else is great too. Our waitress seems a little loopie. Like she was smokin' a joint or crack in the waiters station or something. But moving on.....
-We arrived a little before JM went on so us shortie asians (vicky and i, since mell doesn't count) scoped out for some quality space. Too bad the tall people and the big hair'd people and the "big" peeps are somehow always infront of you. Steve even had to lift Vicky up about 6 times so she could get a peek of the stage. heehee. It was cute!
-Now I didn't know JM songs til about 4 weeks ago when Mell was generous enough to burn me their album amongst other new albums. She is my mp3 crack dealer. Adddddddicted. So after finally listening to the songs, I'm a new proud fan of Jack's Mannequin!!!
2. Finally met my boy neighbor. Our dear friend Lance comes in so handy, always. You may know him from UCLA, from Omegas, from the dancefloor as he's done his signature "karate-chop" move. Lance is one of Wei's good friends from college and Alb's pbros. Anyways, the only reason we're living here @ Marlin Cove is because he suggested it because his friend aka boy neighbor lives here. After numerous emails and IM conversations about best things around this town, how this apartments works and after moving into this lovely pad, boy neighbor and I finally met to hang out on Thursday. It was a very cool meet-n-greet so to speak. Through this meet-n-greet I was able to discover some neighborhood hotspots and introduce him to the lovely world of Hangar One Vodka. =) So all my friends who are coming to town soon to visit, boy, do I have some little places to take you!
*Thai food @ Nipa-pon (decent, not out-of-this-world, but the Panang Curry sure was yummy)
*STINGER - aweeeesome superswank dark dive bar with SF flair, free street parking, and 5 minutes from my crib. They serve Hangar One....Kaffir Lime..Yum-o. Have great music playing in the back, not a packed house but the perfect amount of people. And from what I hear/read, the drinks won't cost you an arm and a leg.
*Tapioca Express - I told the Korean boy neighbor that Boba means Boobs in Chinese and he had never heard that before. It was a hoot. For those that aren't already aware of that,
***The consistency of tapioca pearls are somewhere between jell-o and chewing gum. They are the size of a marble. They are also known as the "boba" drink in Western China because it is described as to having the same texture as the female breasts.***
At this TapExpress they have Monday through Sunday "deals". We went on Thursday and the prize was .."Order 2 drinks and get Fried Banana". I think they give out cell phone accessories on Fridays or something. This is the one behind Marina Market. It's a teeny bopper crowd filled with San Mateo's neighboring high schools' finest -- since they obviously can't get into STINGER, thankfully!
3. Spent more time with my parents this week then I have in a few years? Granted parents drive you up the wall. They love to put pressure and stress on you when you clearly cannot handle anymore (at least none of the kind that they give you), but at the end of the day, you just train your mind and your patience to realize, they're just doing what's best for you and suck it up.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Another Reason Why I/You Can't Depend on Anyone Else But Yourself When.....
It comes to Money....
1. You can gamble your life away but don't gamble someone elses. By gamble, I mean, mess with, f*ck with, burn to shambles, etc.
2. Always have your own bank account.....for that rainy day. Not cuz you are looking forward to it or expecting it, but because, SH*T Happens. And when that happens, it pours, and it isn't always a quick sprinkle. Sometimes it rains hard. For long periods of time. And the only person that can change that.....is you.
3. Men don't change.
4. Don't ever be JUST a housewife unless your husband already supplemented your savings so you can live off of it for the rest of your life.
5. I will never be just a housewife without comfortable cheddar in my personal account. I will never be just a housewife without comfortable fromage in my personal account. I will never be just a housewife without comfortable queso in my personal account....and it's not for Gold-Digging purposes but it's because you can't be a housewife and think youre husband is going to keep bringing in cheddar for you and the kids for the rest of your life. Girl has got to take care of herself, incase, her husband falls down and she has to make it happen. Cuz she can.
6. Have your spare tire. Even the best cars, i.e. Mercedes, Bentleys, Beemers have one.
It comes to Love...
1. Fall hard. As long as you still have $$$$ in your personal account.
2. Uhh.. I'm not the expert so I'll just pull the brakes here. Keep posted for when pigs fly. I'll post in this section then. =P He'll show up. I swear, he will show! Keepin' the faith!
It comes to Happiness...
1. It's your own responsibility. Don't depend on someone else to do your own simple but hardwork.
2. You make what you want happen.
3. Be happy by yourself and let that other half be that extra guacamole you always think about getting but are too cheap to fork out the extra 75 cents for...let HIM/HER be simply luxurious. The bacon to your hamburger.
The rest below is taken from an e-mail I received from Mell today...it's words from the Queen Herself, Oprah, and it speaks the truth and the first FWD'd e-mail I've actually FWD'D/SPAMMED to my near and dear friends and family in a very long time! Please READ IT. BELIEVE IT. LIVE IT. PREACH IT. LOVE IT!!!!
Monday, October 31, 2005
My mom sent this to me and I thought it was worth a post. Here's what Oprah said about men:
*If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. Jess: If the guy reallllly wanted to talk to you, ask you out, he would've called already and you wouldn't be sitting here reading this. In the meantime, go live your life. Like my good friend SK says, "Men don't value what they don't work for." You're preaching to the choir, sisterrrr!
Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.
Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.
Slower is better.
*Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. Jess: If you're not happy and satisfied alone, he's only gonna fool you into thinking your life is soooooo good..when really, it's towwwwwwww'd up. Recognizzzze!
*If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then no, you can't "be friends". A friend would NOT mistreat a friend.
Don't settle.
If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.
Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.
*The only person you can control in a relationship is you. Jess: Peace out if he isn't bring 110%. You're better off not having spent the time, energy, money, etc. Cut your losses and move on.
*Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently? Jess:Somehow, it worked for Droppin' Babies Britney, but who'd want to be in her shoes anyways?!?!
*Always have your own set of friends separate from his.
Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.
If something bothers you, speak up.
Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.
You cannot change a man's behavior.
Change comes from within. Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he has more education or in a better job.
Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less.
Never let a man define who you are.
Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.
A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.
*All men are NOT dogs. Jess: some are just clearly not attracted to you, are gay, are attracted to you but you aren't to them, have not appeared yet, have never been exposed to great women or had a great mother that would've taught them why women are wonderful and why they should be treated well. Vice versa though - All women are NOT b*tches. A lot of them are though.
*You need time to heal between relationships... there is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. Jess: Maybe YOU need to read this once again! Hello? One more time. Did you hear that? Yeah. One more time, YOU! You = too many people
*You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you... a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals... look for someone complimentary...not supplementary. Jess: Think of the extra guacamole. The burrito tastes great without it, but even better with it once in a while!
*Make him miss you sometimes... when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.
*Never move into his mother's house. Jess: You are doomed if you decide to go move into his Mama's house.
Never co-sign for a man.
*Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. Jess: If he doesn't give you what you need, you're going to b*tch about it later on so save yourself the energy. Let him know what you want and make sure he brings it. But vice versa too!
Keep him in your radar but get to know others.
*You should not be the one doing all the bending... compromise is a two way street. Jess: If he's not bending, you GOTS TO KICK HIM TO THE CURB.
But go out and love regardless...just make sure you're dumping $ into your own account bi-weekly the very least!
Keepin' The Faith for All of Us....
J
It comes to Money....
1. You can gamble your life away but don't gamble someone elses. By gamble, I mean, mess with, f*ck with, burn to shambles, etc.
2. Always have your own bank account.....for that rainy day. Not cuz you are looking forward to it or expecting it, but because, SH*T Happens. And when that happens, it pours, and it isn't always a quick sprinkle. Sometimes it rains hard. For long periods of time. And the only person that can change that.....is you.
3. Men don't change.
4. Don't ever be JUST a housewife unless your husband already supplemented your savings so you can live off of it for the rest of your life.
5. I will never be just a housewife without comfortable cheddar in my personal account. I will never be just a housewife without comfortable fromage in my personal account. I will never be just a housewife without comfortable queso in my personal account....and it's not for Gold-Digging purposes but it's because you can't be a housewife and think youre husband is going to keep bringing in cheddar for you and the kids for the rest of your life. Girl has got to take care of herself, incase, her husband falls down and she has to make it happen. Cuz she can.
6. Have your spare tire. Even the best cars, i.e. Mercedes, Bentleys, Beemers have one.
It comes to Love...
1. Fall hard. As long as you still have $$$$ in your personal account.
2. Uhh.. I'm not the expert so I'll just pull the brakes here. Keep posted for when pigs fly. I'll post in this section then. =P He'll show up. I swear, he will show! Keepin' the faith!
It comes to Happiness...
1. It's your own responsibility. Don't depend on someone else to do your own simple but hardwork.
2. You make what you want happen.
3. Be happy by yourself and let that other half be that extra guacamole you always think about getting but are too cheap to fork out the extra 75 cents for...let HIM/HER be simply luxurious. The bacon to your hamburger.
The rest below is taken from an e-mail I received from Mell today...it's words from the Queen Herself, Oprah, and it speaks the truth and the first FWD'd e-mail I've actually FWD'D/SPAMMED to my near and dear friends and family in a very long time! Please READ IT. BELIEVE IT. LIVE IT. PREACH IT. LOVE IT!!!!
Monday, October 31, 2005
My mom sent this to me and I thought it was worth a post. Here's what Oprah said about men:
*If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. Jess: If the guy reallllly wanted to talk to you, ask you out, he would've called already and you wouldn't be sitting here reading this. In the meantime, go live your life. Like my good friend SK says, "Men don't value what they don't work for." You're preaching to the choir, sisterrrr!
Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.
Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.
Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.
Slower is better.
*Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. Jess: If you're not happy and satisfied alone, he's only gonna fool you into thinking your life is soooooo good..when really, it's towwwwwwww'd up. Recognizzzze!
*If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then no, you can't "be friends". A friend would NOT mistreat a friend.
Don't settle.
If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.
Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.
*The only person you can control in a relationship is you. Jess: Peace out if he isn't bring 110%. You're better off not having spent the time, energy, money, etc. Cut your losses and move on.
*Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently? Jess:Somehow, it worked for Droppin' Babies Britney, but who'd want to be in her shoes anyways?!?!
*Always have your own set of friends separate from his.
Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.
If something bothers you, speak up.
Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.
You cannot change a man's behavior.
Change comes from within. Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he has more education or in a better job.
Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less.
Never let a man define who you are.
Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.
A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.
*All men are NOT dogs. Jess: some are just clearly not attracted to you, are gay, are attracted to you but you aren't to them, have not appeared yet, have never been exposed to great women or had a great mother that would've taught them why women are wonderful and why they should be treated well. Vice versa though - All women are NOT b*tches. A lot of them are though.
*You need time to heal between relationships... there is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. Jess: Maybe YOU need to read this once again! Hello? One more time. Did you hear that? Yeah. One more time, YOU! You = too many people
*You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you... a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals... look for someone complimentary...not supplementary. Jess: Think of the extra guacamole. The burrito tastes great without it, but even better with it once in a while!
*Make him miss you sometimes... when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.
*Never move into his mother's house. Jess: You are doomed if you decide to go move into his Mama's house.
Never co-sign for a man.
*Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. Jess: If he doesn't give you what you need, you're going to b*tch about it later on so save yourself the energy. Let him know what you want and make sure he brings it. But vice versa too!
Keep him in your radar but get to know others.
*You should not be the one doing all the bending... compromise is a two way street. Jess: If he's not bending, you GOTS TO KICK HIM TO THE CURB.
But go out and love regardless...just make sure you're dumping $ into your own account bi-weekly the very least!
Keepin' The Faith for All of Us....
J
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Sometimes I Wonder.....
Okay. I'm back in the Bay. Back as in.. I live here now. I pay my EXPENSIVE rent. I drive 23 miles to work 5 days a week. Not including the trip back. That I get to enjoy all the food in the Bay I never knew existed. Restart friendships that had been on hold. Finding another part of myself that I have yet to fully discover. As I've been back here for a lil over a month... a month and 5 days to be exact, a $350 Uhaul later, a $200 bedframe later, a $350 couch later, many trips to Bed Bath and Beyond later, trips to Target later, digging myself out of a small but larger April credit card bill, I'm a Norcal Gal. A couple inspirations along the road these past few weeks have got me thinking so here is my Sometimes I Wonder List.... enjoy.
Sometimes I wonder...
1. If Summer of Yes will take off for me this summer. It has started. So we'll see how it goes.
2. RTB's true mantra will be practiced in full force before I turn 25. RTB..risk taking behavior, for you newbies.
3. If traveling down the GOOD ROAD is always going to feel semi-lonely since most people have boned out and gone run down other roads.
4. If a girl can really have it all
5. Why 95% of us are programmed to self-sabotage much of the good we have in our lives. I'm guilty. I just haven't been guilty of it in a reallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly long time, not that I've really had a chance to, or maybe it's the wrong "kind" of boys that even have the balls to approach.
6. If I'll learn the in's and out's of the Best of Food in SF in the way I know LA and how long it will take me to be In-The-Know.
7. Why cookware is sooo expensive. I know it's surgical grade stainless steel, but seriously!
8. Why Asians can't be equipped with the right enzyme to breakdown calcium. I've had enough nail splitting. I'm OVER it.
9. What stops true happiness from happening to people? Is it themselves? Fate? Life?
10. Why I've loved ALIAS so much over the past 5 seasons. Oh yes -2 words. Michael Vartan. I Lurrrrve you.
11. Why it's so hard for me to find a good, inexpensive back rub. Oh yes...I remember! No current bf to ask this from.
12. How much longer does a girl have to wait for a decent one to cross paths with.
13. If Bush really thinks his new Immigration plans are realllly gonna be a hit. Or is he kidding himself. We're fighting war. And he's fighting those that clean his toilet.
14. Why SAN TUNG chickens wings, their MUSHU PORK with homemade wrappers with a ice cold TSINGTAO helps me get over any sad feelings I ever have.
16. Why oyster shooters are SOOO GOOD and French Macarons from MIETTE Bakery @ the Ferry Bldg. in SF are SO damn good! (Shooters cannot be found @ Miette, mind you.)
15. Why you aren't here...now. You stands for my friends in LA who I miss dearly. Family members past and present. And the non-existant you who is out there that I haven't met but can't wait to meet.
Okay. I'm back in the Bay. Back as in.. I live here now. I pay my EXPENSIVE rent. I drive 23 miles to work 5 days a week. Not including the trip back. That I get to enjoy all the food in the Bay I never knew existed. Restart friendships that had been on hold. Finding another part of myself that I have yet to fully discover. As I've been back here for a lil over a month... a month and 5 days to be exact, a $350 Uhaul later, a $200 bedframe later, a $350 couch later, many trips to Bed Bath and Beyond later, trips to Target later, digging myself out of a small but larger April credit card bill, I'm a Norcal Gal. A couple inspirations along the road these past few weeks have got me thinking so here is my Sometimes I Wonder List.... enjoy.
Sometimes I wonder...
1. If Summer of Yes will take off for me this summer. It has started. So we'll see how it goes.
2. RTB's true mantra will be practiced in full force before I turn 25. RTB..risk taking behavior, for you newbies.
3. If traveling down the GOOD ROAD is always going to feel semi-lonely since most people have boned out and gone run down other roads.
4. If a girl can really have it all
5. Why 95% of us are programmed to self-sabotage much of the good we have in our lives. I'm guilty. I just haven't been guilty of it in a reallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly long time, not that I've really had a chance to, or maybe it's the wrong "kind" of boys that even have the balls to approach.
6. If I'll learn the in's and out's of the Best of Food in SF in the way I know LA and how long it will take me to be In-The-Know.
7. Why cookware is sooo expensive. I know it's surgical grade stainless steel, but seriously!
8. Why Asians can't be equipped with the right enzyme to breakdown calcium. I've had enough nail splitting. I'm OVER it.
9. What stops true happiness from happening to people? Is it themselves? Fate? Life?
10. Why I've loved ALIAS so much over the past 5 seasons. Oh yes -2 words. Michael Vartan. I Lurrrrve you.
11. Why it's so hard for me to find a good, inexpensive back rub. Oh yes...I remember! No current bf to ask this from.
12. How much longer does a girl have to wait for a decent one to cross paths with.
13. If Bush really thinks his new Immigration plans are realllly gonna be a hit. Or is he kidding himself. We're fighting war. And he's fighting those that clean his toilet.
14. Why SAN TUNG chickens wings, their MUSHU PORK with homemade wrappers with a ice cold TSINGTAO helps me get over any sad feelings I ever have.
16. Why oyster shooters are SOOO GOOD and French Macarons from MIETTE Bakery @ the Ferry Bldg. in SF are SO damn good! (Shooters cannot be found @ Miette, mind you.)
15. Why you aren't here...now. You stands for my friends in LA who I miss dearly. Family members past and present. And the non-existant you who is out there that I haven't met but can't wait to meet.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
San Tung Chicken Wings and Tsingtao Beer...does life really get any better than this? Oh yeah.. GOOD FRIENDS help out tooO!!!!
Mell and Jess reenacting CHICKEN WINNNGS pic from 2 years ago. Nothing gets between us and our wings...only that Mell can only have 1-2 wings per sitting since San Tung now puts white pepper on the the wings and Mell's allergic to pepper...boooO!
Here's Mellron...
Again..
A couple long overdue pics from the LAST SF trip 2 weeks ago...CHICKEN WINGSSS with BFF...twice over the course of 2 days.
Mell and Jess reenacting CHICKEN WINNNGS pic from 2 years ago. Nothing gets between us and our wings...only that Mell can only have 1-2 wings per sitting since San Tung now puts white pepper on the the wings and Mell's allergic to pepper...boooO!
Here's Mellron...
Again..
A couple long overdue pics from the LAST SF trip 2 weeks ago...CHICKEN WINGSSS with BFF...twice over the course of 2 days.
Apple tarttttt...
Ahhhh...oyster shooooters, baby! Yum-o!
The Cousins...
The Chen Quatro....
Wei and her BFF Maricel...aka LeiLanI "
Mell and her Man Aaron.. or shall we present, Mellron....
Jess and her BFF Mell...
BFF RUle #9 - Oyster Shooters Must Be Done
Ladies on the Couch Side....
Wei's 23rd Boobilicious Blowoutttt....
Here are the pics, if I get around to it, I'll recap soon.
Ahhhh...oyster shooooters, baby! Yum-o!
The Cousins...
The Chen Quatro....
Wei and her BFF Maricel...aka LeiLanI "
Mell and her Man Aaron.. or shall we present, Mellron....
Jess and her BFF Mell...
BFF RUle #9 - Oyster Shooters Must Be Done
Ladies on the Couch Side....
Wei's 23rd Boobilicious Blowoutttt....
Here are the pics, if I get around to it, I'll recap soon.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Norcal, my love, how many miles will I drive around for you?
Alright, I left Los Angeles on Tuesday @ 111,000 miles and today is Thursday and I'm already @ 111,600 with $9 dollars in bridge toll receipts already with 3.5 days to go. There are still trips planned across the bay with St. Patties Friday in SF @ O'Reilly's in North Beach, sleepover @ Mell's, San Tung Chicken Wings andpartying at Medjool for Lance's Goodbye SF, Hello LA festivities on Sat Nite, seeing childhood friend Sandy on Sunday as well.
This "relaxing" week off in the Bay is much overdue - last relaxing vaycay was in November to see the Cactus Gang in AZ. This week will provide a glorious preview of life to come in the near future as big plans are pending and waiting to be solidified in the coming month. Everytime I venture up here I fall in love again with my baby, Norcal. Norcal is like that old love, maybe that first love that you can't help but want to revisit...then again love for me is a lil foreign at times, as those of you that know me best are very clear knowing. Maybe making a food comparison would be better? Norcal is like cookies'n'cream ice cream or red velvet cupcakes from Toast or butterfish from anywhere or blue crab handrolls from Echigo - so good, you wanna go back for another scoop, cupcake, slice, roll and then another. (Note to self: all the foods I listed are actually found in LA....I have a LOT to learn about the Bay, shame shame.)
There are many reason why the Bay is so great but I love my Socal as well....so don't yall worry out there - I love it all. I'm equal opportunity when there's good food =)
To recount some of the gastro-related delights is a must, so lemme get on with the play-by-play:
Tuesday night Ramen in San Mateo's 3rd St. Area - FORGETTTTABLEEEE
Tuesday night 2nd Dinner Stop in SF @ Zushi Puzzle(?)
I dragged Kat along with me to meet up with 3 fabulous girls of the old school 2651 Ellendale Place (our old apt when all of us went to SC) after ramen. It was incredible to see Mell, Amelia and Vicky all together - a mini reunion of sort. We did the usual talk shop at 110 mph, shooting off various topics at the same time yet understanding everything. I love it! Amelia, a med student in NY, was over in SF since her fiance was here for a conference - she just found out today she's be going for her residency at LA Children's Hospital.....we are all verrry happy for her since she'll be back on the West Coast once more!! Back to the dinner, we all discussed the game plan for Friday- St. Patties @ O'Reilly's and all the suspects that will be showing up to have fun, drink or be setup with Mell or myself. HAHAH. It was a hysterical discussion which I will save for those that were at the dinner on Tuesday.
Wednesday Lunch: GOOGLE CAMPUS LUNCH
Recap: Fraud Specialist Mell welcomed heffers Libbi, KittyKat and Jess to eat at not just ONE cafe on this huge campus but two. As Mell said, "Why deny ourselves?" A couple obstacles had to be conquered before food could be poured down to our bellies - the fun NDA forms we had to sign at the vistor's lobby. Only in Silicon Valley. While waiting for Mell we ooooogggled at the Snack Room - complete with espresso machine servin illy coffee, a million snack bins, health snacks, cereal and everything else under the sun. We Noted To Self: Ask Mell to ransack us some GOODIES before we leave.
First Cafe Stop: Pacific Cafe - serving slow-roasted trip-tip with maui onions, ox tail kim chee soup, ahi poke, seaweed salad, assorted boxed sushi, guava, and a pina coloda fountain - virgin of course. Oh, also a fully-stocked fridge filled with Asian and Hawaiian drinks - all the pass-o-guava for you til your bladder bursts in tropical delight! Oxtail kim chee soup was fab, ahi poke was lovely - all them chunks of fresh fish...mmmm....as we paced ourselves knowing we had other places to go, we checked out the scene -- lotsa intellectual folk, socializing, talking about logarithmic problems, server issues, etc. ---just kidding, I had know idea what they were talking about. Onto, stop 2.
2nd Cafe Stop: Charlie's Cafe -- I believe 5 ethnic cuisine bars - we picked chicken pesto pizza, pepper and goat cheese pizza, beef tenderloin, vegetarian chow fun, roasted chicken, broccoli and one double chocolate chip cookie. Faves? THE BEEF TENDERLOIN as did the CHOW FUN. Mell was sweet enough to tell us, "This is how everyone gets the GOOGLE -25." Google-25 you ask? Similar to the Freshman-15 you get in college, 25 is the avg. amount of weight you put on thanks to the organic, natural, yummy food that is cooked for you twice a day if you work @ Google. I believe her - the food is so good and diverse, how could people not eat it?!
While we noshed we checked out the HOT MEN of Google.....mmmm....I'll just say, I'm sure it was just an off day or all the hot ones already ate. Mell - if you're reading this, I'm sure all the Hot Ones were just shy that day cuz they knew we were gonna be there! But nonetheless, we love everything google so we appreciate all the folk that are hard at work each day and night to bring us great user-friendly products! So lotsalove for the Googstersssss...holllllaaaa!
Wednesday Dinner: Michael Mina @ the Westin St. Francis Hotel
Recap: OMG. Yes it was everything Libbi told me and more. Libbi has been chums with Chef Michael for a few months now and we've heard many many many times how she has been treated to such amazing gastrodelights at the Michael Mina restaurant. Since the sisters are such food whores, we've been waiting patiently for our at-bat. This trip was my at-bat and whatta grand slam it was! On each of these at -bats, there is a ritual preparation involved- we execute a time honored tradition, a ritual practiced by true female foodies! The name of our clandestine operation: Boobs for Food. What is Boobs for Food? It starts with a 6pm costume change (5:30pm in our case because we had to drive from Mtn. View to SF in traffic for a 7pm rezzies) in the office ladies room at your chosen 9-6 workplace, followed by opening your bag of tricks that you packed the morning of the event - we busted out Lib's curling iron, our makeup, junk in the trunk jeans and sophisticated boobie tops. Then it's all hands on deck with the pedal to the metal as you primp to the 9's . After that's all done, it's smooth sailing to livin' large at your choice feeding ground - ours happened to be Michael Mina. So, don't be jealous - we WORKED for our free foood. In a nutshell, please remember, the breasts that show up at any dinner do not only have to be those of the duck and free-range chicken persuasion. So, cockadoodle-doooo, BRING IT! =)
The dinner consisted of many glass of Krug champagne, Hanger One Vodka Tonics, caviar parfait, lobster risotto, black cod in consomme, kurobuta pork, a triple cheese plate and bonbons!!!! Yes, peoples, wipe that drool off your keyboard! Not to mention, the bill was taken care courtesy of one lovely chef. Thanks a million, MM!!!!!
Another highlight of dinner was meeting a family of men en route to the ladies room. Turns out, these gentlemen do exactly what I've been wanting to do for a longggtime - PR for food. The dad and his two sons (all looking young and to the 9's) have a PR firm for restaurants (fyi: Rivera PR) and it reminded me back to a conversation I had with my older sister last week about pursuing food PR together as sister's as a side venture. Of course, our conversation last week was wishful thinking yet this week I meet a family team involved in Restaurant PR.... meant to be? Possibly.
The Norcal trip continues and I will be back soon with more pictures and more stories for you to live vicariously through.
Lust often. Love Food Always.
The following are Memorable Quotes so far on this trip (they did not all come out of my kosher mouth):
"Straight-edged razored balls is required. Don't know what that is? Ask my ex-boyfriends."
"He looks better than you described."
"Let's call it Blue Balls Blogging when someone blog's with only a phrase like, 'I had the worst day.'" (In reference to bloggers who will only blog that and keep you waiting for more but more is not provided. i.e. no happy ending)
Alright, I left Los Angeles on Tuesday @ 111,000 miles and today is Thursday and I'm already @ 111,600 with $9 dollars in bridge toll receipts already with 3.5 days to go. There are still trips planned across the bay with St. Patties Friday in SF @ O'Reilly's in North Beach, sleepover @ Mell's, San Tung Chicken Wings andpartying at Medjool for Lance's Goodbye SF, Hello LA festivities on Sat Nite, seeing childhood friend Sandy on Sunday as well.
This "relaxing" week off in the Bay is much overdue - last relaxing vaycay was in November to see the Cactus Gang in AZ. This week will provide a glorious preview of life to come in the near future as big plans are pending and waiting to be solidified in the coming month. Everytime I venture up here I fall in love again with my baby, Norcal. Norcal is like that old love, maybe that first love that you can't help but want to revisit...then again love for me is a lil foreign at times, as those of you that know me best are very clear knowing. Maybe making a food comparison would be better? Norcal is like cookies'n'cream ice cream or red velvet cupcakes from Toast or butterfish from anywhere or blue crab handrolls from Echigo - so good, you wanna go back for another scoop, cupcake, slice, roll and then another. (Note to self: all the foods I listed are actually found in LA....I have a LOT to learn about the Bay, shame shame.)
There are many reason why the Bay is so great but I love my Socal as well....so don't yall worry out there - I love it all. I'm equal opportunity when there's good food =)
To recount some of the gastro-related delights is a must, so lemme get on with the play-by-play:
Tuesday night Ramen in San Mateo's 3rd St. Area - FORGETTTTABLEEEE
Tuesday night 2nd Dinner Stop in SF @ Zushi Puzzle(?)
I dragged Kat along with me to meet up with 3 fabulous girls of the old school 2651 Ellendale Place (our old apt when all of us went to SC) after ramen. It was incredible to see Mell, Amelia and Vicky all together - a mini reunion of sort. We did the usual talk shop at 110 mph, shooting off various topics at the same time yet understanding everything. I love it! Amelia, a med student in NY, was over in SF since her fiance was here for a conference - she just found out today she's be going for her residency at LA Children's Hospital.....we are all verrry happy for her since she'll be back on the West Coast once more!! Back to the dinner, we all discussed the game plan for Friday- St. Patties @ O'Reilly's and all the suspects that will be showing up to have fun, drink or be setup with Mell or myself. HAHAH. It was a hysterical discussion which I will save for those that were at the dinner on Tuesday.
Wednesday Lunch: GOOGLE CAMPUS LUNCH
Recap: Fraud Specialist Mell welcomed heffers Libbi, KittyKat and Jess to eat at not just ONE cafe on this huge campus but two. As Mell said, "Why deny ourselves?" A couple obstacles had to be conquered before food could be poured down to our bellies - the fun NDA forms we had to sign at the vistor's lobby. Only in Silicon Valley. While waiting for Mell we ooooogggled at the Snack Room - complete with espresso machine servin illy coffee, a million snack bins, health snacks, cereal and everything else under the sun. We Noted To Self: Ask Mell to ransack us some GOODIES before we leave.
First Cafe Stop: Pacific Cafe - serving slow-roasted trip-tip with maui onions, ox tail kim chee soup, ahi poke, seaweed salad, assorted boxed sushi, guava, and a pina coloda fountain - virgin of course. Oh, also a fully-stocked fridge filled with Asian and Hawaiian drinks - all the pass-o-guava for you til your bladder bursts in tropical delight! Oxtail kim chee soup was fab, ahi poke was lovely - all them chunks of fresh fish...mmmm....as we paced ourselves knowing we had other places to go, we checked out the scene -- lotsa intellectual folk, socializing, talking about logarithmic problems, server issues, etc. ---just kidding, I had know idea what they were talking about. Onto, stop 2.
2nd Cafe Stop: Charlie's Cafe -- I believe 5 ethnic cuisine bars - we picked chicken pesto pizza, pepper and goat cheese pizza, beef tenderloin, vegetarian chow fun, roasted chicken, broccoli and one double chocolate chip cookie. Faves? THE BEEF TENDERLOIN as did the CHOW FUN. Mell was sweet enough to tell us, "This is how everyone gets the GOOGLE -25." Google-25 you ask? Similar to the Freshman-15 you get in college, 25 is the avg. amount of weight you put on thanks to the organic, natural, yummy food that is cooked for you twice a day if you work @ Google. I believe her - the food is so good and diverse, how could people not eat it?!
While we noshed we checked out the HOT MEN of Google.....mmmm....I'll just say, I'm sure it was just an off day or all the hot ones already ate. Mell - if you're reading this, I'm sure all the Hot Ones were just shy that day cuz they knew we were gonna be there! But nonetheless, we love everything google so we appreciate all the folk that are hard at work each day and night to bring us great user-friendly products! So lotsalove for the Googstersssss...holllllaaaa!
Wednesday Dinner: Michael Mina @ the Westin St. Francis Hotel
Recap: OMG. Yes it was everything Libbi told me and more. Libbi has been chums with Chef Michael for a few months now and we've heard many many many times how she has been treated to such amazing gastrodelights at the Michael Mina restaurant. Since the sisters are such food whores, we've been waiting patiently for our at-bat. This trip was my at-bat and whatta grand slam it was! On each of these at -bats, there is a ritual preparation involved- we execute a time honored tradition, a ritual practiced by true female foodies! The name of our clandestine operation: Boobs for Food. What is Boobs for Food? It starts with a 6pm costume change (5:30pm in our case because we had to drive from Mtn. View to SF in traffic for a 7pm rezzies) in the office ladies room at your chosen 9-6 workplace, followed by opening your bag of tricks that you packed the morning of the event - we busted out Lib's curling iron, our makeup, junk in the trunk jeans and sophisticated boobie tops. Then it's all hands on deck with the pedal to the metal as you primp to the 9's . After that's all done, it's smooth sailing to livin' large at your choice feeding ground - ours happened to be Michael Mina. So, don't be jealous - we WORKED for our free foood. In a nutshell, please remember, the breasts that show up at any dinner do not only have to be those of the duck and free-range chicken persuasion. So, cockadoodle-doooo, BRING IT! =)
The dinner consisted of many glass of Krug champagne, Hanger One Vodka Tonics, caviar parfait, lobster risotto, black cod in consomme, kurobuta pork, a triple cheese plate and bonbons!!!! Yes, peoples, wipe that drool off your keyboard! Not to mention, the bill was taken care courtesy of one lovely chef. Thanks a million, MM!!!!!
Another highlight of dinner was meeting a family of men en route to the ladies room. Turns out, these gentlemen do exactly what I've been wanting to do for a longggtime - PR for food. The dad and his two sons (all looking young and to the 9's) have a PR firm for restaurants (fyi: Rivera PR) and it reminded me back to a conversation I had with my older sister last week about pursuing food PR together as sister's as a side venture. Of course, our conversation last week was wishful thinking yet this week I meet a family team involved in Restaurant PR.... meant to be? Possibly.
The Norcal trip continues and I will be back soon with more pictures and more stories for you to live vicariously through.
Lust often. Love Food Always.
The following are Memorable Quotes so far on this trip (they did not all come out of my kosher mouth):
"Straight-edged razored balls is required. Don't know what that is? Ask my ex-boyfriends."
"He looks better than you described."
"Let's call it Blue Balls Blogging when someone blog's with only a phrase like, 'I had the worst day.'" (In reference to bloggers who will only blog that and keep you waiting for more but more is not provided. i.e. no happy ending)
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Couzin Alb, Jennex, Kat, John, Nick, Eric
Cherry, Bouncer Vince, and Tinnerbell
Tinerbell with Vince and Marcus... NO hands on Tin, Pals!
Prom 2006: A Night to Remember
Wedding 2006
Danny, Kat, Jennex
Birfday Boy!
Cousins
Liz and Nick eatin up all the leftover cake...
Boys!
The Group Hanging out on Sunset Blvd...Holllllla!Day 3 - Danny's Birthday - Dinner @ Magnolia, Partying @ Cabana Club
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