It’s Friday, and I am so damn glad. Still nothing to do at work, since everything that I could be working on requires other people to do things to the server, etc. I worked with Mark this morning on the web radio idea. As soon as it rains, we’ll go out and shoot his urban-legend-dead-hitchhiker movie. That should be fun.
has been writing about her visit back home to her family in the States, and it’s made me quite homesick. For some reason today I was remembering going to the Roadhouse. Picture a very large, open-plan, rustic restaurant; this place serves meat, and lots of it. There are barrels of peanuts (monkey nuts to you here) and there are buckets of them on your table. You throw the shells on the floor, which makes a kind of sawdust coating. BBQ is definitely on the menu, and you can see the guys grilling it behind the long window. Drinks come in mason jars (large jars that are used for canning vegetables). I can drink one of those puppies – any more, and I’m flat on my ass. They have appetisers featuring crispy potato-skin mountains loaded with cheese, bacon and sourcream. There is a “Messy Sundae” for dessert: dinner plate, with a huge glass goblet filled with homemade ice cream in the middle of it. Then pour so much hot fudge over it that it runs down the sides and pools in the plate. Top with nuts and whipped cream. Cholesterol city, but god is it good. :)
I want to go home in January, even if we have to charge everything. I miss my family.
In the meantime, it’s a steak, baked potato and wine night tonight, then videos. Being bored is really, really hard work. *looks through eyelashes*
What, you’re not buying that either? lol…