Some Wednesday thoughts

Honey writes great blog entries and organizes them into wonderful essays. I am not that organized. That's why I leave my shoes all over the house. So, herewith, some Wednesday thoughts:

Tomorrow I interview for my job. It's the job I have now. I have to convince people that I should keep it. There's another guy interviewing on Friday. I decided I couldn't be on campus while he was also on campus. I didn't want to try to avoid him.

So Honey and I are going to San Francisco for the weekend. We're taking our bikes, staying at a high thread count sheet hotel, and going to Citizen Cupcake.

I had a weak moment when I found out his name and googled him and looked up his dissertation. He's published more than I have. I know nothing else about him. I also took a small comfort in the fact that my name is pretty common, making googling me hard. In fact, you can't find me in the first ten pages of google hits on my name unless you include my middle initial, middle name, or some other pertinent detail. He could, however, look up my dissertation if he chose to.

I share my name with a famous madam (now deceased). When Heidi Fleiss was arrested in the early 90s, I got A LOT of phone calls for the madam. I lived in L.A. (so did the madam) and they all wanted to talk to her about Ms. Fleiss. My favorite calls were the ones where the reporter found the mix-up funny. My least favorite calls were the East Coast doofuses who called at 6am. Madam wouldn't have liked to be called then either.

Her death, my relocation to a particularly unglamorous part of the San Fernando Valley, and the current lack of notorious madams have conspired to keep those phone calls from me. Someone organized that particular conspiracy, I'm pretty sure.

Speaking of conspiracies...what cloud came over the Cardinals last night? They lost 20-6 to the White Sox. My National League-only fantasy team was not helped by the Cards' starting pitcher and "star" for my team. His stats from last night (look away from the horror):
2.3 IP
9 ER
4.268 WHIP
34.71 ERA

Yikes. Fortunately, Matt Morris did better beating the Angels. Is it wrong to root against my favorite team because one of my fantasy team is pitching against them? Interleague play is nice in that I can root unconditionally for the National League boys.

I'm going to tea to celebrate a friend's new adopted baby this afternoon. The baby is darling; the friend a lovely woman. Tea tastes good, but I'm so awkward that tea makes me feel like a giant freak. It's like I'm Biscuit in the tea room. I'll try not to break anything. No promises, though.

Honey watched Biscuit celebrating the "go out" suggestion last night and noted that Biscuit is anything but feminine. Honey claims that all dogs are boys at heart. Watching Biscuit flop around doesn't make me question that observation.

I wasn't going to quote Shakespeare about my upcoming ordeal, but the Macbeth quote calls out to me...

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.

:)

Here are some good things that will happen tomorrow:

Eric Milton will face off against Pedro Martinez. Here's hoping for a 1-0 game, a no hitter by Pedro, an unearned run given up by a Reds' reliever in the ninth. Milton and Pedro are both on my fantasy team.

Meryl Streep, Cyndi Lauper, and Andreas Kloden* will have really happy birthdays

It's National Onion Ring Day

The American Library Association will begin their annual conference in New Orleans

The NBA and NHL seasons will still be over

Francisco Franco will still be dead

And I won't have to worry about my interview any more!

*What? You don't know who Andreas Kloden is? He finished second in the 2004 Tour de France. He rides (a bicycle) for T-Mobile.