That's Not Cioppino, it's Linguini de Mare!

Erika's birthday continues. We have just returned from Anthony's and now we are feeling euphoric. I still think I can squeeze down  some chocolate ice cream, but maybe it would be a better idea to save it for tomorrow.

I do feel rather sheepish after making a huge to do about the Cioppino at Anthony's. Cioppino is an Italian medley of sea foods all souped together with a rich and intoxicating blend of unique textures and flavors. But this time, after glancing at the menu I refrained from the reflexive action of going with the tried and true dish, in lieu of the Linguini de Mare. This was a pasta dish with a scattering of clams, calamari, shrimp, and other delicious bits of the sea, all enveloped in a mild but tangy tomato sauce.

Erika did go with the tried and true, but being that it is her birthday who's to say what she should have. She is in love with their Veal Parmesan. They throw two large slabs on the plate so she always ends up having left overs for lunch. Tomorrow will be no different. Now look at this plate of cheesy bliss.

It's Erika's Birthday

Today is Erika's birthday and we are planning on going out to dinner. I won't tell you how old she is, suffice to say that she still isn't younger than me. We will probably be going to Anthony's which is a quaint little diner by Bel Air on West El Camino. It's about the size of  a walk-in  closet, but the food is very good and on the cheap side. They have one waitress who isn't all that attentive, and the guy cooking in the kitchen is named Anthony, just like the the sign says. Try the Cioppino if you ever have the chance.

The Holographic Universe

Today did not seem to be very eventful at the store, yet when it was all done and said there was over nine hundred in sales with fourteen transactions. For a normal day that would be piss-poor pathetic, but as far as Sundays go that is a good day. Beth had called in sick that morning so I rolled through the whole day flying solo.
After work it was some frozen lasagna and chocolate ice cream. Most of the night was spent reading a great book that Kellie gave me for my birthday. It is called 'The Holographic Universe' by Michael Talbot, and it dips into some very heavy concepts about the constructs of reality and how we decode it. It builds upon the works of psychologists and neurophysiscists to postulate that perhaps the entire universe and our own consciousness is interconnected as a whole, and that the world we see is only a collective holographic projection of reality that we have the power change. That doesn't sound too far out for me to grab onto when I consider that everything is ultimately made up of atoms, and atoms themselves are over 99% empty space with the remainder being high frequency energy routes. This book goes so far as to suggest that consciousness is actually held within the atom and that everything has a level of consciousness attached to it, whether low frequency or high.
Well, there is much farther to go so I will check out. It's going to be a crazy day at work tomorrow since there will only be two of us in the store, as usual. I'm sure I will probably be driving around all day gathering product while my poor boss will be doing all the work herself.

Trails End

So this is what you see if you ride far enough north past Del Paso rd. It doesn't look bike friendly. Time to turn back.

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Rudy Gets Medieval on a Blanket

It's always fun to get Rudy riled up. He's very tightly wound most of the time.

The Day After That

It is the day after, 'the day after', and it's hot again. Probably another night of short bursts of sleep mixed with sweats. On the brighter side, I chatted with Bella today via Facebook and she wants me to play Farmville with her. Normally I ignore such requests but I decided for her I would do it. You see, she's really cute and I am virtually powerless against her. It's outdated, but this picture sums it up.

The Day After Boom Boom Boom

It is the fifth day of July in 2011, and we are all doing our very best to keep the house cool and dark. The dogs are wiped out from all of last nights explosive drama. I feel as though I too may be hearing less sharply than day before yesterday.The heat is on, and it is more difficult than ever to rise from the couch. But what the hell should I feel guilty for? I worked on the holiday. While others were quein' and drinking, I was shaking and serving, so what? Not that there is anything wrong with that. I am simply justifying my malaise, and my lack of motivation for finding the remedy.
I have so far today watched a couple of internet movies and eaten through a few left overs from the fridge. We let entirely too much food go to waste in my opinion;  but it is difficult to always keep current on remainder food. I got a call from my boss today and we talked for a short while about things that are going on in  the company, and about me coming back to Rocklin. This Sunday is business as usual and then Monday I will be officially back. I feel that the large weight of uncertainty has been lifted, and soon there will be a better sense of normalcy. Once we re-solidify we will be a more competitive store in the district. Arden we are not, but we can tackle the rest if we try.