Reading: Bimbos of the Death Sun by Sharon McCrumb(bum)
Music: Bad Religion
TV/Movie: The Maltese Falcon
Link o' the Day: Firefly Wiki's page of Chinese phrases

An odd sort of day yesterday--but the good sort of odd. I got up too early, did some work, ran the morning chores, came back home and engaged in Operation Clean Office and made some good progress. For one thing, I have my art desk back. I'm still trying to organize everything else: bookshelves, office supplies, art supplies, work desk, etc., but there is dim light at the end of the tunnel. (If one digs oneself into a hole, can it still be called a tunnel?)

So very good in that regards. Got some freelance work done, which is good, tho I have lots more to do.

Then at some point in the day, we decided to have lunch. I asked Pretty Maggie what she would like. We had a few things in the house, but I was willing to do a fast food run. Then she said, "We could have Chinese."

Angels sang. Everything freakin' glowed.

A number of years ago we had some questionable Chinese food from a restaurant we hadn't tried before and Pretty Maggie had a pretty bad bout with food poisoning. It was almost two years before she could even bear to suggest Chinese food. When she did, we discovered our favorite Chinese restaurant, and the only one she'd be willing to eat from, had closed after 25 years of business.

I was crushed.

Since then, I've had occasional flirtations with Chinese food when having a meal on my own, but we had never, after that, sat down to a nice big banquet of take out Chinese.

Until yesterday.

And it was glorious.

Our favorite restaurant had opened under new management, and while some of the food and menu items were different, the quality was pretty much still there, and they had a reputation for fresh ingredients. They no longer had my favorite entree--Spicy Chicken with Peanuts--but I made do with some decent Kung Po. And we got a good combo lo mein, pot stickers, boneless ribs, and egg rolls.

I ate myself into a nice MSG-induced coma. Didn't get a whole hell of a lot else done yesterday, except watched an old favorite--The Maltese Falcon--on DVD and thumb through my repeatedly-read copy of Bimbos of the Death Sun.

So it was a good day. Almost the perfect balance of productive with lazy. Uncomplicated and very needed.

And now it's almost 9:30 in the morning. I've been up for hours. Went out and did some more chores and am about to engage in Operation Clean Office--Sunday Edition.

And I'll follow it up with some more work later. And a nap.

It'll be a good. day.

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Today's link goes to the Firefly Wiki's page of Chinese phrases. As some of you may remember from that incredible, great, fantatstic, tragically cut-short TV series, Firefly, they incoporated a lot of Chinese in that future-verse. People being people, it ended up on a Wiki.

Enjoy!