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October 3rd, 2006
11:26 pm - My brain on cheese
I really can't believe I still have a car.
I had to go into work tonight to facilitate the membership meeting which runs until 11PM-ish. I was feeling sorry for myself. I was tired and tired of driving. I had some books to return to  anarqueso, my framed Hunter Safety diploma from 1979, and two wheels of Rinconada Pozo Tomme that had been sitting above ice in the cooler in my trunk. I was distracted. But that's no excuse. I've never done anything like this, if anything I'm kind of obsessive about this kind of thing.
I didn't realize I didn't have my keys until the sound system was put away, the translation headsets were stored, and the chairs were brought back upstairs. I was giving dairryiere a ride home and I kept feeling my pockets trying to find them. "Dairryiere," I said, "I think I locked my keys in the car or left them in the trunk." I started moving faster, not that it would help anything at this point.
Neither was true. I left my car idling at 13th and Folsom for over three hours. With the doors unlocked. I really can't believe it was still there.
I was almost out of gas though. I limped it to the station and put 14.95 gallons in my Toyota. I guess I know it's a 16 gallon tank now.
Why am I posting this on my LJ? because the only reason I'm beating Dairryiere to it is that she is driving to the East Bay right now. I figure if people are going to mock, they should do it in my journal. Help yourself.
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It occurs to me that, when our lovechild is born, there will be a baby registry. And what better gift to request than little sculpted cheese fetuses in every variety? The ones made out of holey cheeses like swiss can accurately represent the possibility of birth defects. You dig?
Or maybe we could have the likeness of the baby's face carved into cheese every year, on its birthday. Then, at its 16th or 18th or 21st or something, we could set out all the baby faces in a buffet style. When all the likenesses are consumed, then our lovechild will symbolically begin its adulthood.
Wow, I'm so on a roll today. Oh, dear Gordon, how I wish we could make sweet sweet love.
Oh, also, I"m jealous because everybody who responded to this post are like badass ljers who've unfriended me. Damn you, cheese mongoul, for your superior lj friend retention skillz! ![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/1367961/478458) | | From: | gordonzola |
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| Date: | October 5th, 2006 04:45 pm (UTC) |
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| | Re: Our baby in cheese | (Link) |
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That is a wonderful Idea. I know just the cheese carver too.
I assume if it's a boy it will be Jack and if it's a girl it will be Brianna (Brie for short)
and what did you do to those other LJ folks? | | Re: Our baby in cheese | (Link) |
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I certianly never offered to pee on any of their linens. That is a symbol of devotion that I save only for you, my darling.
I think they unfriended me because I didn't post enough or something. Or maybe I just posted too many dirty pictures during one of my kinky phases. | | From: | gordonzola |
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| Date: | October 5th, 2006 04:59 pm (UTC) |
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| | Re: Our baby in cheese | (Link) |
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maybe you need to send links so I can judge for myself. |
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