the calm before the storm
Hello faithful reader… Been a busy week, so sorry if I’ve been a bit quiet. Work has been hectic, which is good, in that the week passes quickly, but bad in that it makes it harder to drag myself out of bed in the morning, overcome the dread, and get my ace to the office.
Things are pretty good. Had dinner with some saffa friends on Tuesday… I made some strawberry shortcake to bring along for dessert, and I don’t think I’ll foist it upon non-americans again. I’ve made it twice now, and I really think people just don’t get the whole biscuit with strawberries and cream concept – it’s just a foreign tastebud sensation, and everyone eats the berries and cream, and leaves the biscuits. Ah well.
Had drinks with another american ex-pat last night, which was really good, but always a strange sensation, like coming across a distant family relation. I am always struck by how much easier I find it to talk to Americans, and I’m not sure why that is, because it’s not even about sharing a common background – it just a different sensibility that somehow makes all the difference. IN any case, had a few pints and lots of enjoyable conversation in a chilled atmosphere – always a good recipe for an evening.
Got a busy weekend lined up… If the sun holds, we’re off to listen to some outdoor jazz tonight. Sat morning is Tri-nations rugby at the pub at 8:00 am (go springboks!) and I quite enjoy rugby now, but the bloody time difference is a killer. Sat evening, andy and kim are hosting a barbeque extravaganza, and if i know anything at all, i know that kim will be the hostess with the mostess (she and i share the same “going completely overboard” affliction!). Sunday being the lord’s (hangover) day we will rest (and probably puke). Monday evening we will worship at the feet of those priests of punk, “bad religion” at the temple astoria.
All in all, a rockin’ weekend. Will catch up with y’all on the other side… peace out, homies