Mimi's Cafe

Can someone explain this to me? I just don't get it.  What is the appeal of this place? What do old people enjoy about this place that keeps them coming back?

Have you ever seen anyone under the age of 40 who is there of their own accord? I was unfortunate enough to experience the joy that is Mimi's Cafe during my monthly trip to satiate my creators needs to make sure i'm still alive. Walking in, you are immediately greeted by the scent of near death.


Side Note ** Since when did old people start staying out after the street lights came on? **


 Annnywho!

I can only hope I don't get suckered as easily when I am eligible for Social Security.  The classics menu is full of old timey recipes that bring them back to those "good ole days" you always hear them reminiscing about.  I can just imagine getting old and seeing the classics menu of the future featuring double deckers, mission burritos, and orange chicken. Could you really stop yourself from annoying your grand kids for the hundredth time? I'm just not sure I have the self control necessary to be perfectly honest.

So I guess I really should be thanking Mimi's for being a hot zone for geriatrics.  That way when Sunday morning comes rolling around, I'll know exactly what intersection to avoid so I can keep my good driver discount.

Green Grass!

Ahhhhh.

That is the sound of me being at peace.  Green grass has that effect on me, I must admit.  Walking through a large patch of thick lush green grass transports me to my happy place.

Sitting on a patio, sipping some hot tea, reading a book, surrounded by amazing vegetation, that is what I call a good time.  I then remember that is not my actual backyard, but a backyard I would enjoy having.  Immediately I start to brainstorm what it will take to transform my dull, overly brown fenced in island into my dream haven.  A little sweat equity here, a splash of rock there, and...

BAM!

Serenity.

Then my foot hits the sidewalk and I come back to reality.  Time for Math.......

Here it goes again.

That overwhelming feeling of not being able to fulfill all of my commitments is starting to stress me out.  Its like a vicious cycle, just when I think I have it under control, it blows up in my face.

First things first though, sorry for not updating last week.  Between a weekend fling to Sin City(where I conveniently left all my money) to school starting up, I found that all of my free time to think has vanished.  I had a few small subjects I wanted to touch on, but their moment has passed.  Although, I could still say a few things about the start of the 2011 Cycling season.

Woo Hoo!!

Man I am pumped. Last weeks Tour Down Under in Australia has been pretty fun to watch. While I still have the final two stages to watch on my dvr, I have been impressed so far.  Its definitely not the Tour De France, but it has its moments.  My only complaint is the lack of coverage it receives. Now I know cycling isn't for everyone(or any Americans for that matter), but I think its a little more exciting to watch than 8 hours of fishing followed by another 8 hour block of Sports Soup w/ Junior Seau. That's all i'm saying.

Moving on!

Back to the topic at hand, and I swear I can't be alone in this, but I just can't catch up on tv.  Television just needs to quit making so many god damn good shows that suck my life away. I feel High Quality television programming will be the downfall of our civilization.

Global Warming is officially on notice.  You got nothing on cable television son, you might as well sit your ass down and prepared to get schooled.

Tosh.O, Californication, Shameless, Archer, House, and Holmes on Homes are most of the shows that are ruining my life right now.  I'm just glad football is basically over as that empties out a few hours on my Sunday to possibly have a chance at keeping up to date on my dvr.  Hell, I'd like to be able to carve out a few hours a week to play some freaking xbox again too.  And while I am on the subject, if I could find some time to get some bike riding and hiking in, I'd like that too, thanks!

How does everyone here do it? I'd like to know how full other people's lives are so I don't feel so alone in this crazy mixed up world.  Is there a timeout button I missed somewhere?

Escaping Funkotron.

Just wanted to give a shout out to Toejam & Earl, one of my favorite Sega games growing up.  While Funkotron was the home of those two crazy cats, it is also a reference to my state of mind this past week.

Whew. That is one way of putting it.

Angry Depressed Jerk would be a more accurate description really.  Suffering from gastrointestinal pain for three straight days will do that to a person, not that it really excuses my behavior.

I suppose a trophy is in order for the Beebmeister for putting up with me this week.  She's either suffers from a severe mental masochist, or just really understanding.  I haven't really decided at this point.

Escaping my funk has been great though.  I'm finally back to being my normal productive self.  Rode my bike three days this week, nothing crazy mind you, just little seven mile jaunts.  I have to find my legs and hope one day I can have a reasonable shot at making the summit to South Mountain.

I decided its time I go back to the gym as well.  Been gone for too long and I need it in my life again.  I have decided I will hike the Grand Canyon again and I want to be sure I am in tip top shape so I can set a personal record for time.  It shouldn't be hard as long as the ole knees hold up.

Mmmmm Mucus!

   I've come to be baffled recently as to the occurrence of mucus.  I just don't get it.  How can I blow my nose and clear out my nostril, only to be stuffed up again in less than five minutes.

   I'm sure someone can give me a scientific logical explanation for the sludge factory that was my sinuses this weekend, but I am not interested.  I already know why.

  Mucus Gnomes!

  I swear they are up there, just chilling, waiting to strike at the most inconvenient time.  Like the weekend you were supposed to enjoy the company of friends and play a nice nerdy board game.

  I just picture them as some sort of distant cousin to the dreaded foot fungus fiends from the Lamisil commercials.  As you go to put down your wasted tissue they begin shoveling more mucus into your cavities.  There's just no other explanation.

  Also, how the hell can it just stop when you are full?  Sure you can suffer from the occasional "runny nose", but that's more akin to the slow drip of your bathroom sink.  Its like your immune system is hellbent on making you sound like your economics teacher from college.

  Sure, there are some relief methods out on the market that offer a modicum of help. There is the trusty "Mucus Expectorant", but lets be honest, the only thing you can really expect is to use up all your nice goose down comforter Kleenex, then you are left using your 80 grit paper towels.  All that does is make you hate life every time you blow your nose because you are suffering from facial diaper rash.  I can truthfully say I've never had more homicidal rampage type thoughts than when I suffer from a sore chaffed nose from a cold.

  That's why I always keep a supply of nice tissues at home and work.  Also, since I feel in a generous mood, I would suggest skipping the cheap sugar laced cough suppressants that are littering the market these days and opt for the Sucrets.  Just search for the only Altoid box  in the cough medicine aisle.  I'm fairly confident they use cocaine as a secret ingredient.  The numbness you will experience makes all the anger and crankiness your co-workers have to deal with melt away.  The awesome thing is you only need 2-3 of those a day, instead of the old standard Halloween pillowcase full of the other stuff you have now.

  ........S.

Sore Throats, A catalyst?

     Waking up with a sore throat was not exactly what I had in mind this morning.  It's funny how a slight setback will affect my thoughts for the entire day.  With every swallow I am reminded of my many failings.

Failure to eat healthy? Check!

Failure to establish regular exercise? Double Check!

     I really can only blame myself for the sore throat, if I just stuck to those two ideals I probably would not be in this predicament.  Exercise and cleaner eating have always made me feel great and more confident, which would have eliminated the poor attitude I had all day.

    Of course, the reason I quit doing said ideals in the first place is also my fault.  My constant need to always be productive(accomplish a goal of some kind) really gets in the way of just living life.  I have this diabolical need to complete tasks which is so intense that if I try to do something that takes me away from those goals, I immediately feel guilty.  This part of me starts to gnaw away at my resolve until I stop relaxing and get back to doing something that has a purpose, whether that be finishing up the dishes, vacuuming,  or just organizing some clutter.

     Home ownership has really thrown a wrench into my social/healthier life.  All I can think about is the imaginary honey-do's I have created for myself to make the house I share with Beeb a cleaner, clutter free, more energy efficient place to relax and enjoy.  Which is really just laughable if you think about it, how insane can I really be to think that one day I will actually be able to enjoy some guilt-free relaxation?

    It really is an uphill battle for me to relax, although I have to admit, I have been pretty lackadaisical for the past few weeks.  While it does feel nice to just sit around watching random tv instead of slaving over my weekly television regimen to get caught up, in the back of my mind I am going crazy.  All I can do is continue to do battle with my inner sweatshop slave-driver, and try to find some kind of a balance......until next semester starts and all bets are off.

.....S.

Convey.

that is the word of the day.  convey. in particular, it is the act of conveying that is really at play here.  formulating my thoughts into words and sentences is a real struggle for me.  just ask my better half.  many a times i have tried to explain  something to her and come up with something so completey asinine that i usually cause more harm than just saying nothing.  i feel as i continue this new experiment my ability to convey my thoughts  will come easier and clearer.....i should have a real thought up here later today...

Introduction.

    I have never really understood the necessity of blogging as far as the average person is concerned, but lately I have started to change my mind.  Reading a few friends blogs recently has been rather fascinating.  It gives me a new perspective into their thought process and helps me understand them better on a personal level.  And hell, it lets me be the person I truly excel at being, an overly curious person who can satiate that craving on a voyeuristic level.

   With that in mind, I have decided to return the favor to anyone who is like me.  I will put to words the random musings that take up entirely too much space inside my brain.  Whether or not people will actually read this drivel is yet to be seen, but if at least one person can be as touched by my ramblings as I can be by others, then I guess my mission is accomplished.

P.S. I would like to offer a brief disclaimer before setting out on my first idea.  There is no rhyme or reason to the thoughts that swirl around inside my head.  It is like any given Sunday up there.  It ranges from hopeless romantic, suicidal maniac, overly optimistic, and downright peculiar.  I like to think that is a normal function of human behavior, but over time I have come to realize that is just not the case.  With that in mind, I hope your stay here will be mostly enjoyable.


......S.