Weekend before last we went to a festival with the principal and his wife. The principal, he works with my husband, and he's a nice guy--lives with his parents (this is Japan, baby!), but his wife as it turns out is totally fucking awesome. She grows rice, especially heirloom varieties, and has a monster organic garden. She brought us little samples of all these varieties of rice she had grown: red, white, purple, almost black, long, short, extra-glutinous.... I was excited and asked lots of stupid questions and generally had a ball sniffing the rice. (One of the varieties is extremely fragrant, almost like basmati.)
But that is not the point, even though it should always be the point that you meet a totally fucking awesome woman, especially when she comes in the guise of someone whom you think you're going to have to put up with. That's always so educational, even though it's lowering. What I mean to say is that I should know better than to discount someone because she's a housewife, but I still trip over that particular bump in the sidewalk. Well, Keiko-san rocks, my proverbial toe hurts, and after I asked so many questions about her rice and said that yes, I do like to drink, she sent along MORE rice (this time the actual ears) and plum liqueur. I followed orders and mixed the plum with shochu (that's Japanese spirits-- a bit like vodka, but lower proof, and made from grain. The kind I got is made from barley). Anyhoo
. Tastaleuia. I have to put my head down now. Bedroom so far away.
Why can't we have a smiley face for drooling? I tried to design one the other day but when I tried to make it look rounded, it came out all smudgy and
But that is not the point, even though it should always be the point that you meet a totally fucking awesome woman, especially when she comes in the guise of someone whom you think you're going to have to put up with. That's always so educational, even though it's lowering. What I mean to say is that I should know better than to discount someone because she's a housewife, but I still trip over that particular bump in the sidewalk. Well, Keiko-san rocks, my proverbial toe hurts, and after I asked so many questions about her rice and said that yes, I do like to drink, she sent along MORE rice (this time the actual ears) and plum liqueur. I followed orders and mixed the plum with shochu (that's Japanese spirits-- a bit like vodka, but lower proof, and made from grain. The kind I got is made from barley). Anyhoo
. Tastaleuia. I have to put my head down now. Bedroom so far away. Why can't we have a smiley face for drooling? I tried to design one the other day but when I tried to make it look rounded, it came out all smudgy and
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Have you seen:
Rice the band
After a bit or research it appers that the Ascii gods divine
=P~
as the drooling smiley which looks like
in graphic form.
I need a cosmic irony smiley, something that expresses
"Seymour Cray, supercomputer architect, died of head and neck injuries suffered in a traffic collision. His vehicle a Jeep Cherokee was designed using a Cray supercomputer."
or
I expressed reservations at the meeting about our ability to complete project X, now I am in charge of project X (insert cosmic irony here)
Some sort of smiley thumbing its nose to the sky.
Glad it didn't frighten you off though.
I can be a bit of a snob about some types of people too. Or rather stereotypes of people I should say. People who are straight edge is one 'type' who generally bug me, but then I get to know one and she's really nice. They always just seem so smug.