forget the pictures, just words.
i go to cnn.com to get my news. i check the headlines every day, on rare occasion i actually read a story. i like to see what photo is on there. i wish there was a photo on here to see, but the problem of me uploading photos to this blog has not been solved, nor do i forsee it getting solved in the near future. i would have to call a computer tech agency and have them out to the house to figure out my problems, and well, it could be a while before i find time for that. so what if i can’t get photos to my blog? does anyone really care? anyway, i digress. so, i went to cnn and there’s a photo of all the republican hopefuls to get the nomination for president. every one of them in a dark suit. of course, somewhere a fashion law was written that the dark suit is the best thing for a presidential like person to be seen in. it’s just like all the people opening corporate stores, in the right locations, following all the guidelines for success. it’s sick. it’s boring. if any one of those guys had on a pair of slacks and a linen shirt with the top button open, i’d be desperate to find out what he was about, even as a republican. the democrats are the same, i don’t remember seeing a picture of them all and at least there’s a woman and a half black guy and a fat guy… but i’m sure they all wear the dark suit, except maybe hillary gets to wear a blue dress.
anyway, i don’t know why that makes me so mad, it’s just that they are all so desperate to look alike. they may have extrememly different views and opinions but they are all flat out desperate to look exactly like the next guy. what about that one foreign leader who always wears that sweater? morales? is that his name? bolivian head of state i think? now, that guy is cool. he has a down to earth, for the people look… a working mans look almost. it alwasy depresses me when the presidential election comes around. i’ve voted for ralph nader twice and he doesn’t even blip on the radar screen. when i listen to what these people actually have to say, nader’s the only one who even sounds remotely like he has some ideas. but i don’t won’t to get into it too much. nader wears dark suits too i’m sure. it’s politics and people have their beliefs on the subject and my rants won’t change that. dark suits…. barf-ola
i guess that’s why i don’t even have a suit that fits me. they look like straight jackets to me.
saturday night we were hammered. i tell you, we were worked like mules in that inferno of a kitchen. we close at 10, at 9:20 we were told we were on an hour wait. i didn’t believe it. at 10 we were told there was a half hour wait still. that’s when it sunk in. it wasn’t going to stop. the people kept coming. it was like we were at grand central station and trains full of people were unloading into our doors every 15 minutes. all hungry for pizza. i love it, don’t get me wrong , but i just don’t fully understand it, and my weary bones need a full day to recover from it.
cory and jake did an awesome job through the whole night, kept cool and efficient, without complaint. (joey too i guess, although he did ask me to give him a ticket one time and he already had it) … makes me proud.
my home list of projects could very well be longer than my work list. every time i turn my head i see another days work on some long awaited project. c and i started cleaning out our garage today, a little fun we have about once or twice a year. the junk out there is so thick, it’s what i always imagined the junk museum to look like… baskets full of screws and nails and washers, buckets with shells, bowls full of pocket change and broken pens and hair ties, boxes full of rope and string, everywhere things are dusty, dirty, rusty, old. it’s almost a shame cleaning it all, it seems to be so perfect in it’s imperfection. but then again it feels somehow strangely exciting to clean it all, go through things, throw things out, make giveaway piles, put similar things together.
i really love that restaurant, for all it’s faults and problems. sometimes i find myself thinking about it on my day off, how the busloads of people are always all around the buildings, hugging their relatives, holding their kids, smiling and waiting to eat. this last week i got to see glimpses of it all from the prep room window as i was helping to cover for the prep guy who is on vacation. it’s an amazing thing and i’m glad to be a part of it. it’s much bigger than me now, i like that about it.
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