Worlds Collide

[cross posted from danielphillip.com due to my bitterness on the subject]

As it turns out, here it is…

So I think I have become a bit of an outcast with being a blogger and all. Today, yes on Easter even, I caught a lot of flack (how do you spell that?) for being online. From the ‘It’ll be on the blog later…” comments to the “I saw a list of the top 25 blogs the other day… and YOU were not on it”.

So I have to say, srsly? Are you for real? This is a hobby. Recreation. I get to write, express my thoughts, learn web design, HTML, and PHP, not to mention lots of other handy web goodness. AND socialize. I meet more people this way… In fact most of my friends in San Diego I met because of this huge waste of time non-top-25 site I waste my time on. Sure it seems kitchy to you, or even just odd, and no I am not in the top 25 (or I’d get a big fat check every month), but I don’t go over to your house and say things like “So you call that a yard?” or like diss your hobbies or your pets. Let it go already.

Oh, and this isn’t my only outlet for my annoyance. I defended myself as needed. Trust. But it gets old yo. I can’t help my internet celebrity status. Or lack thereof. Either way. *yawn* Stop.

In as much as Easter is one of the overly commercialized “Holidays” to come around each year I appreciate the fact that the coming of the large rabbit and his chocolate eggs means my life gets thrown into chaos. I don’t know how many of you work/have worked in a Kitchen for a living but in most cases you develop a very specific skill set which compliments your co-workers much like a well oiled machine. Holidays in such an environment mean that parts of the machine sometimes go missing. This was one of those days for me.

Let us just say that I ran my a$$ off all day long today getting the Kitchen prepped for Holiday business (normal business being far more predictable, you have lunch, you have dinner etc etc) while the rest of the crew sort of puttered about and did their usual thing. Now, all that being said I rather enjoyed it because I was in sole charge of the entire Kitchen. Phenomenal Cosmic Powah!…itty bitty living space. But all that went to pot when the unthinkable happened…it was dead today, Tits Up as my father might say.

Nothing sucks as much as not having anything to do and knowing that if you don’t sell all this lovingly prepared food that the next day a goodly portion of that lovingly prepared food is “waste”. But there is nothing much I can do to control the fickle nature of the consuming public. Not that I haven’t tried of course. Also a side effect of it being quiet is the inevitable, Umm so what do we do now? question. Cleaning, and more cleaning, followed by cleaning and a chance of cleaning breaks in the afternoon. Augh! I’d rather be hectic busy than quiet any day of the week, at least the time goes quickly and you know you’re food is going out the way it should.

Humbug Easter Bunny! Humbug I say!

Abraxus

You know, I have to say that Posting like this is sorta like when you watch someones house for them while they are away on vacation. You know what I mean, you want to snoop around and go through their things to see what dirty little secrets they might have. Not that I’d do that of course…er…these are not the droids you are looking for, move along!

Abraxus