Find Your Happy Silly Place.

A tip of the Toque to Geekdad via Rocket Jones.

Monty Python's Holy Grail in Legos.

It doesn't get any geekier than this.

Or does it?

Rolling in the Dough

Literally for now, hopefully figuratively soon.

Sorry I haven't been posting much, but I got busy again, and with good reason/news:

As of Sunday, I stopped workingin the dish pit at El Vaquero. Instead, as of Monday, I started trainingto take over the pastry station. I'm fed to the wolves this coming Tuesday.

Bastard

His child AND the mother.

I was in tears when I found out, even though I expected this. My heart goes out to her and her family. I hope he fries.

Look at the BONES, Man!

What picture from Monty Python and the Holy Grail are you?

You get the "Tim the Enchanter" picture. The almighty Tim, who can conjure up fire without the use of flint or tinder! "There are some who call me...TIM." "Death awaits you all with nasty, pointy teeth!" Take this quiz! Quizilla Join Make A Quiz More Quizzes Grab Code

So Very Wrong

A tip of the toque to Ken at It Comes in Pints?

"Baby Got Back" as interpreted by Gilbert and Sullivan

Ok, also so very funny... but STILL WRONG!

What's next, a George M. Cohen rendition of "Walk This Way?

Musical Geography Question of the Day

If you lost your heart and it didn't take no time, but that ain't all, you lost your mind:

1. Where were you?
2. What were you drinking?
3. What is that?

No Matter What You Think of Reality TV...

If this doesn't move you, your heart is as cold and hard as the iceberg that sunk the titanic.

Humor Well Done

I so have to go see this movie.

Musical Geography Trivia Question of the Day

If you huff and puff and you fin'ly save enough money up to take your family on a trip across the sea, where do you go?

Finally

I just got out of my final exam for my Cooking Theories/Baking class. In 90 minutes we have deep hurting cleaning of the bake shop and the Renaissance Room (our student-run restaurant), and I have one take home final in Writing, but it's gonna be a snap -- for the most part, the term is over, and I'm no longer a First Year student. Yay! Words can't describe how excited, relieved, and exhausted I am.

Some irony though:

I've hated this term... well, not hated it -- I've enjoyed the Ren Room, but the bake shop has really been a challenge. I am less passionate about and less confident in myself while baking than any other type of cooking, and while I did learn the basic skills, this term did little to change my perspective on baking. Or so I thought. Last night I found myself taking a chance I never would have dreamed of before this term.

During the evening shift at work, I overheard the chef talking to the head waitress. He was telling her which desserts were 86'ed, and it was most of them. Apparently, the pastry chef doesn't work weekends, and so on Sunday they're pretty low on options.

I had already spoken with the chef, and let him know that now that school's out, I need more hours. He's doing his best to find me shifts that don't conflict with our ability to acquire daycare for The Lad. So when he came over to the dishpit to discuss it with me further, I broached the subject: "I overheard you talking, and understand you don't have a Sunday pastry chef?"

"No, I don't"

"You know, I spent the last two months in the bake shop at school."

"I know. It's a possibility. We'll see what happens."

So there it is. I may end up wearing a pastry chef's hat at least one day a week. And the weird part is, it kind of excites me.

Hopefully I'll be posting more often now that school is out. I do rather miss blogging regularly.

Last Hurrah

As of today, I have exactly one year left of being "thirtysomething" (Lord, I remember thinking that was the dumbest title for a show ever). And to top it all off, today is day two of the practical assessment finals for this term. A whole day of being graded on how I perform in the bake shop -- my least favorite part of the culinary arts.

Happy Friggin Birthday to Me.