I think I'm cooking Japanese like Morimoto

The engine light is on in my car. I hope something is just loose from having the oil changed two weeks ago. Ugh. Consequently, we couldn't go looking for a Christmas tree today. Mike did get a hair cut, and I waited at Half Price where I found some holiday cards.

Instead of holiday decorating I spent my day writing short pieces on stocking stuffers (which will hopefully earn me a few dollars), playing with beads and watching the cats. Pumpkin is a brat. He alternates between being unconcerned and swatting at Jasmine. It's making me crazy, because he was so laid back with Koshka. We wait and hope.

Also today I made a bracelet and it is an inch too short for my arm. Argh. It's pretty though. Anyone with a tiny wrist want a bracelet of white thread and tiny iridescent beads? It's thin and pretty. Despite being too small for me, it has at least given me ideas for other things.

Somehow I completely forgot to work one of my shifts yesterday. I feel so dumb. I suppose it was the jumble of Thanksgiving stuff and having Mike's parents here all week. Still, I've been working this for weeks and it feels lame to just forget to work.

We switched to AT&T's U-verse service recently. It felt glorious to finally give Time Warner the door. We're paying less, we have more channels, the DVR is better and the internet is reliable. We get this channel called Fine Living Network that shows the original Iron Chef daily, which makes me happy. They have a promo spot set to the tune of "I Think I'm Turning Japanese" that goes:
Is that the Chairman?
Is that cod roe?
Is that some liver?
I'll never know!
...
I'm cooking Japanese, I think I'm cooking Japanese
Like Morimoto!

This tune has been stuck in my head for days and days. The awesomeness is hard to express.

not all who wander are lost

Tomorrow is the epic Lord of the Rings marathon and feast at the Drafthouse. It is the third year I've been, two years since I met Mike there, a year since he proposed there. It feels like longer though. This time I should try to remember to bring tissues, since I cry copiously at various times. Boromir, Rohan, the last march of the Ents, Pippen and the knights of Gondor and all the fighting and dying and endings. One of the things I love about these stories is that there are no magical healings - Frodo carries the scar all his life. Things will never be the same, but the world goes on and they have to find a way to live as they are.

twenty song poem meme

Put the music on shuffle and write down the first lines of twenty songs. This meme is too good to pass by, I think. In other news, I listened to snips of the new GNR album and it did not seem great. I downloaded "Better" because it sounded like the best song and I figure I can give Axl a dollar for making me wait fifteen years for the album.

Hey there's no rules today
Ring them bells, you heathen, from the city that dreams
Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell.
Shine the headlight straight into my eyes
I walk a lonely road
I watch the streets glow before me
Saturday night burns a redness on my face,
you're just another pretty face in a room full of whores
The sun is up.
Reach out, touch faith -
I know your life is empty.
Hey you, have you felt like this before?
I pressed my face against the glass.
Come with me,
late at night when you're sleeping.
Anyone who's ever had a heart
let me take you on a trip.
I wish I had not woke up today.
I want a girl.
I want to be much more like you.

I contributed punctuation. Damn that's a lot of Depeche Mode in there. This is better than all the awful poetry I wrote at thirteen.

I should go to bed.