New Cities/New Soviets

September 20, 2003

Notice/Update

-Last weekend was a huge success at the cart, during which, among other things, we made the most money of any weekend so far. Emboldened by this, I have taken the step of quitting my other cooking job (which has still not rated an entry, although I have some notes).

-This morning the inestimable Jimmylegs honored the cart with a visit. That, and a Japanese chick from "Broh-Kah-Leen" told me "everbody talk about you." I'm really on a roll...


-The last two weeks have been difficult for Mol and I, but we have also had a number of breakthroughs. With difficulties and breakthroughs coming one on heels of another (as they so often do), blogging has been difficult, but I am going to try to percolate some of the more important bits through the blog over the next few weeks.

-I have posted a piece I wrote in the days after 9/11 in the Optimist Oratory Club. It seemed a little harsh in the days leading up to the anniversary, but on the day itself I heard some asshole on TV mention "the return to normalcy," and all the old rage came flooding back. So it's up.

-Mol and I have just witnessed a horrible display on "The Today Show." They had a nutritionist who came on and, after explaining that skipping meals is never a good idea, proceeded to give recommendations on how to skip meals "when you feel tempted." It seems the Red Chef has underestimated the depth of the current eating crisis. We are not headed towards Atkins, we are headed towards fasting.

Happy Hunting!

Update to the Update:
-I've also put up a homepage for the pushcart, although I haven't worked out all the linkage yet.

Posted by Sam at September 20, 2003 09:38 AM

good to finally meet ya! so what was in the bbq? i got the meat part, and the rice, but there was some other vegetable matter in there that was really good but i wolfed the whole thing down so fast i forgot to investigate.

Posted by: Jimmy Legs at September 22, 2003 11:34 AM

feast or fast
guilt which should be
purged directly
by undoing the dirty deeds
that produced or better induced
the incubus of angst

can only be celebrated i.e.
diamond jim brady
or dispensated
i.e. your ok i'm ok
or compensated
let my bowels growl
like a wild cat
i shall abstain
like the spartan boy
with the foxchewing and scratching at him
from inside his slip

such is the price paid
when one's own mind challenges
the regime of self love

greetings sammo
and i salute you with contented grease fart
Sarasota Fats

Posted by: meat me at September 25, 2003 02:24 PM

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