Random Esquire

1. As I mentioned earlier, Plush is ill. Earlier today, I asked if she’d eaten anything. Her response: “Yes, I ate some soup, some Jamba, and some Chef Boyardee ravioli, and that last was probably not a great idea…” How about that. I didn’t now they still made Chef Boyardee. Or that he had the nerve to call himself a Chef. But, whatever.

2. Instigator did not have a good day. Too much travel and too many frustrations have left her feeling on the brink. The Company head cheese sent out a company-wide e-mail today on following the code of conduct. Instigator forwarded the e-mail to me and said, “Did you get this? Or was this directed specifically towards me? Just trying to figure out what I’ve done…”

I wrote back, “I didn’t get that. What’d you do? This time?”

Her response?

“I hate you.”

3. The Ballerina told us last night that she’d taken pole dancing lessons.

Pole dancing lessons.

I think I choked on my pie.

1. I’m ready for the week to be over. Because I’m over it. Too sleepy to go into the office but unwilling to miss lunch with Instigator to hear about her horrible business trip.

2. Dinner was very fun last night, despite the hole where a Plush should have been; she is under the weather. We started with red wine, bread, cheeses, fresh berries, and olives. It was a simple meal – bacon wrapped filets with rustic mashed potatoes and steamed asparagus. The most successful dish was probably the salad. Spring greens, yellow heirloom tomato, candied walnuts (which I candied the day prior), sliced dates, and goat cheese. The dressing was inspired by The Ballerina, who likes pear martinis. It was a pear infused white balsamic whisked with extra virgin olive oil and salt and pepper. I stirred, she dipped spoons and tasted. The hit of the night was The Ballerina’s peach pie which we all ate with ice cream while sipping a Moscato d’Asti. The food was a good excuse to get together and laugh.

3. What the hell is up with the weather in Chicago? With the windchill today, it is below freezing down here by the lake.

4. Anyone hear how many of those teenagers who were taken from that compound in Texas were pregnant? Of the 53 girls aged 14-17, 31 of them have been pregnant. Jesus. And world is broiling over Hanna Montana showing skin at age 15. Just wait until she gets pregnant. Oh wait, that’s right…that’s Jamie Lynn Spears. Thank you, Today Show, you are most informative.

5. I think I’m going to compliment a stranger today. I feel slightly odd but I think that if I think something nice/good about someone, I’m going to tell them, even if I don’t know them. We’ll see how this goes over. This is the kind of stupid thing I decide to commit to that ends in disaster, or at least with a funny look from Instigator as I try to explain my reasoning. Like the time I decided to go an entire weekend without speaking. My own idiocy keeps me entertained.