{"id":142,"date":"2004-06-29T22:49:00","date_gmt":"2004-06-29T22:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/?p=142"},"modified":"2004-06-29T22:49:00","modified_gmt":"2004-06-29T22:49:00","slug":"142","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/uncategorized\/142\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

[Put your hands on the wheel, let the golden age begin]<\/b>
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I think my LifeStyle front went over well; I’ve gotten a few scattered compliments. Friday I’m doing the Sunday Money front, and then I’ve been asked to do a KidStuff page and the Ed and OpEd pages Tuesday, which I’ve never done before. So that should be fun. <\/p>\n

I don’t want to jinx it, but it looks like I’ll be off for the holiday weekend. I would like to go in and celebrate the Fourth with my family, per our tradition, but I haven’t seen Phil in almost three weeks and, pathetically, we pine for one another. I would also like to take Amber to Saltillo to witness our spectacular fireworks extravaganza (usually a $90 kit that fizzles out in about 15 minutes; it used to be a stressful process when we had a fire-eating dog named Sheba, who would attack the fireworks and knock them in our direction, scattering us and sending lawn chairs flying). So maybe there’s room for a compromise in there somewhere. I’d love for Phil to come celebrate, too, but he probably has to work. I might buckle and just bask in the ‘Boro for the weekend. But I haven’t decided just yet.<\/p>\n

Been hearing good things about Farenheit 9\/11<\/a>. Phil said it shows nothing he didn’t already know, but that it was a fun time anyway.<\/p>\n

Tonight is a meeting of the Young Journalists’ Club, a group at the News<\/em>. It’s at a bar called The Garage<\/em>, which was voted third best bar in the world by GQ <\/em>in 2003. I have decided to go if I get off in time. I can’t hole up in my room forever, though it’s sadly tempting.<\/p>\n

I can’t log into the Sidelines <\/em>Web site<\/a>. I’ve been deleted as a staff member, which is a kick in the teeth, considering there are people still on the staff list who quit before I became editor — and that was two years ago — who we left on there so they could log in and see how many reads their stories have gotten. I know I don’t technically work there anymore, but neither does Patrick or Amanda or Amy Jones-Foster or countless others still on the list. I don’t know why it happened or if it means anything, but it stings. It feels a little like “good riddance.”<\/p>\n

On a brighter and more self-deprecating note, we ordered Thai food tonight at work. I have never had Thai food but I hate all forms of Oriental food, so naturally I acquiesced and forked over money when the menu and corresponding money envelope was passed around. I got the Sweet and Sour Chicken, of course, and when it arrived, I realized with horror that there were no forks here and I would have to use the chopsticks. I have never, ever used chopsticks, and I have fat, short fingers that are simply perfect for forks. So I fumbled my way through a few grains of rice, and said “Screw it, I’m a shameless American,” and searched the breakroom for some sort of flatware. I found a spoon, which worked nicely to shovel the rice into my mouth and cut the strips of greasy chicken into chunks I thought I could manage with the chopsticks. It didn’t really work out, and I ended up eating mostly with my grubby hands, full of self-conscious self-loathing. I’m taking the leftovers home, where I’ll introduce them to a fork — the eating tool of choice for a nation of fat-asses.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[Put your hands on the wheel, let the golden age begin] I think my LifeStyle front went over well; I’ve gotten a few scattered compliments. Friday I’m doing the Sunday Money front, and then I’ve been asked to do a KidStuff page and the Ed and OpEd pages Tuesday, which I’ve never done before. So that should be fun. I don’t want to jinx it, but it looks like I’ll be off for the holiday… <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-142","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s1jWWl-142","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=142"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=142"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=142"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=142"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}