Archive (week of 9.23.01):
My "going to Oz" socks.
This is Mirriam-Webster's definition of the word "brief":
Main Entry: 1brief
1 : short in duration, extent, or length
2 a : CONCISE b : CURT, ABRUPT
I'd like to actually be mailing this to people who probably won't ever see it, but that would probably seem poor employee etiquette. So, I'll just leave it here. As a little reminder, for myself. Perhaps some day I'll read it, and get a good laugh.
An explanation? You would think that someone writing a product brief would know the definition of the word, and take that into consideration when writing said document. But in the past few days, this word has ceased to exist, EXCEPT to describe a document which contains amounts of text that would shame its given name.
It's just been that kind of week.
If you had asked me yesterday, "What do you want to do today?" This is what I would have told you:
Let's go to San Francisco. Once we get there, we can go to Gordo's and get a quesadilla. Then we'll park the car by my old house at the corner of 48th and Geary. A short walk down the block, and we'll be at Sutro Park, where we can find a bench that overlooks the great highway and ocean beach, and we'll eat and watch the ocean and tourists.
But for some reason, it seemed like so much trouble to do that yesterday. And I really wish it hadn't. Otherwise I would have put my plan into action.
But today...another idea - I wanted to go get chicken salad from Happi House, and go to a park with a lake, sit and eat and maybe read a little. And that's exactly what I did.
Armed with my chicken salad and a giant cherry coke with plenty of ice, I made my way to Overfelt Gardens. I found a quiet little bench, ate my salad, read and watched the turtles playing in the murky pond below.
I'm hoping that maybe next weekend the san francisco outing won't seem like such an ordeal, and I'll have my quesadilla and eat it, too.
side note: Thanks to miss pea for the Tim Tams. Definitely worth the wait.