How was your weekend? Mine was pretty good.
Yesterday, we had a magnificent brunch. The art of making a great deal of egg Benedict for a large number people has been discovered here. Big egg station, my one complaint is that ham was the only meat to get in your omelettes, but the fresh salsa to spoon over it more than made up for it. Carving station actually sliced the roast beef instead of shaving it! Crisp bacon, great sausage with natural casing. The juice was from concentrate, but still very tasty. This might have to become a tradition.
Then, time for the heavy lifting. Moving Wendy into her new place. As I mention below, Wendy did not have a lot of stuff. Her roomie was nowhere in sight, she probably just staid away to give Wendy space. Very nice apartment. Just too many clothes, and we only managed to get a couple of thousand pairs of shoes. We finished up tonight, and then we went far out of our way to get a late Tex Mex dinner. Many many libations of the margarita species. Including the legendary Cadillac variety.
It is damn frustrating to be working on this NSA mess, sleep next an agent with the NAS, and not being able to ask questions. She is doing her job; keeping secrets. I do not know anything, but I am guessing that Aisha does not really know anything, and I am guessing what she does has nothing to do with gathering intelligence. I will further speculate that she neither knows nor cares how the information is acquired. I could be totally wrong. Maybe she just listens to your cell phones all day. I have no idea what she does.
Still, it is frustrating.
Yesterday, we had a magnificent brunch. The art of making a great deal of egg Benedict for a large number people has been discovered here. Big egg station, my one complaint is that ham was the only meat to get in your omelettes, but the fresh salsa to spoon over it more than made up for it. Carving station actually sliced the roast beef instead of shaving it! Crisp bacon, great sausage with natural casing. The juice was from concentrate, but still very tasty. This might have to become a tradition.
Then, time for the heavy lifting. Moving Wendy into her new place. As I mention below, Wendy did not have a lot of stuff. Her roomie was nowhere in sight, she probably just staid away to give Wendy space. Very nice apartment. Just too many clothes, and we only managed to get a couple of thousand pairs of shoes. We finished up tonight, and then we went far out of our way to get a late Tex Mex dinner. Many many libations of the margarita species. Including the legendary Cadillac variety.
It is damn frustrating to be working on this NSA mess, sleep next an agent with the NAS, and not being able to ask questions. She is doing her job; keeping secrets. I do not know anything, but I am guessing that Aisha does not really know anything, and I am guessing what she does has nothing to do with gathering intelligence. I will further speculate that she neither knows nor cares how the information is acquired. I could be totally wrong. Maybe she just listens to your cell phones all day. I have no idea what she does.
Still, it is frustrating.
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strongbhoy:
For most people I don't think they can look up that high. 