Thursday, January 012009
Happy new year, folks.
I think that Tim and I rang in the new year in true Thornton fashion; half lots of fun, half incredibly lame. We got abandoned by some friends (cough... Rob... cough... Kyndal...), but Fred is here, so it's not like it was just Tim and I (which would either be the awesomest new years ever, or the most catastrophic in history).
It was a pretty typical drunken holiday celebration; I put on a mini skirt, Fred donned some pearl snaps, and we went to the bar. Here's where the lame comes in, though, because it was Tim's bar, where he was stuck working all night. We pretty much just drank a lot and watched Tim stress over how incredibly unexpectedly busy it was,and drew pictures of boobs on napkins. I can't remember why we drew so many pictures of boob on napkins, but I'm sure it made perfect sense last night.
After the restaurant closed, two of the chefs set up some musical equipment and jammed. It is a very weird experience to have a full drum kit set up where people were eating literally twenty minutes before.
(Photo thanks to Fred's iPhone. Man, I have got to get one of those things... it's hard to properly geek out with no electronics.)
Now it is the morning after, and I am chugging water like it's going out of style, pretending that I was serious about that resolution thing, and waiting for Tim to get up. In a few hours, Ryan will get here, and then the four of us are making the trek to El Paso for the first climbing trip of 2009. Ryan is moving to London (yeah, as in England) here in a few weeks, and will be sorely missed, so I'm very glad that we get to spend some time with him before he drops off our radar. I've got a week of volcanic tuft, dust, fires, cold ass nights, beautiful pictographs, good friends, and my three favorite boys ahead of me.
2009 is already shaping up to be the best year yet.
Posted by:Heather
Thursday, December 11Bettie Page
Bettie Page died today.
I've known people who thought she was just a trampy girl, out to get some cheap thrills. I know some people who think she was a pioneer of women's liberation.
I thought she was a beautiful woman who was brave enough to not care what anyone thought.
Bettie Page, and those racy black and white photos, helped ring in the sexual revolution of the 1960's, which eventually became the every day life we all enjoy today.
So next time you get that twinkle in your eye, give a moment to say your thanks for the freedom you have to express it. And then, my friends, get busy, and love every minute of it!
(In case you're wondering, she had a heart attack on December 2, and slipped into a coma. She held on via life support until today. She was 85 years old.)
Posted by:Heather
Wednesday, December 03Why I love the service industry
Sunday nights are, typically, slow in the restaurant business. So does an active minded staff keep themselves occupied on an especially dull evening?
Heh.
We pie each other in the face!
I feel sorry for anyone who has never had the pleasure of working with such interesting people.
Posted by:Heather
Saturday, November 15I went to the circus
The circus was really cool. We took the camera, and Tim took a ton of pictures, but, through no fault of his own, they all pretty much suck. It was a very good time, though, with dancers on ropes a la Cirque, and performing elephants, and super cute dog tricks, and disappointing lion and tiger acts, and a freaking Human Cannonball! The tight rope performers kept falling, which was very exciting and scary.
At the end, I made Tim very proud by literally running as fast as I could to the car, in heels, so we could beat everyone else out.
It was fun.
The end.
Posted by:Heather
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