Since when is it kosher to rag on people for not being in a relationship? Fair game among friends I suppose, but there’s a limit where things start becoming excessive. What then? *grumble*
Category Archive: social animal
Bring snacks
Bring snacks
That was the directive given. I was invited to a small get together and I figured that it was a good excuse to bake. I took the same recipe that I’ve used in the past (like with the lemon shortbread) but instead of rolling it out and using a cutter I made many uniform balls of dough then flattened them out slightly. That resulted in cookies that were more mound-like than flat. They look rather great. I’m on the fence as to whether or not I’m going to glaze them, but if I do I’m going to go with a Bailey’s based frosting. Honestly, whether or not I go that extra step doesn’t matter. This will go better than the last time I tried to bring food to a get together. More than anything, I’m just happy to work my baking skills again. It just feels right.
Doing St. Patrick’s right
I’m generally not one to take part in the whole St. Patrick’s Day festivities thing, if only because I can’t help equate it with general debauchery. Am I really interested in being part of that? Mmm…I don’t think so. Today though, just for fun I decided to catch up with a friend at an Irish pub. It was considerably early enough in the evening that the rowdy crowds looking to get hammered weren’t there. Instead I would character the crowd as more joyous than anything. I had a pint of Guinness while there. It’s not until recently that I’ve acquired a taste for Guinness, but these days I’m now a fan of stout. There were fiddlers playing furiously, and much laughter from the crowd in an already packed room. So yes, I suppose that’s one aspect of today that I can get behind. If you can feel the joy without it leading to drunkenness for the sake of drunkenness then I think you’re doing today right. So says I.
Trust the gut feeling
In general, I tend to have a good lock on people and their personalities early on. It’s a gut thing. I’m good at picking out whether someone gives off a particularly good or bad vibe. Often when I let other people in on my gut feelings they laugh it off or brush it aside calling me crazy. Seriously? I hate that. I know what I’m feeling. Lately I’ve been coming across a few cases where I’ve been vindicated. That’s an odd way of putting things, but yeah, I’ve had reports of buried two-faced attitudes bubbling to the surface long after the need for the facade wears out. Well yeah, it sucks to be proven right for something of that nature, but it proves to me that my sense of intuition is something that I really need to respect and pay attention to as necessary.
Proof I don’t eat babies’ souls
On occasion people allow me to hold their babies for a picture. I remember the first time in recent years. That was awkward, and it was obvious I was doing it wrong. Since then I’ve improved. In this picture I look sense no fear. I actually look good. Hah! The experience led me to tweet this:
Got to hold a 1 year old today. He didn't start shrieking for his mother right away. See, despite what others say I don't eat babies' souls.
@jnery
Jay Nery
Here’s to no drama
A little earlier this evening my mom gave me a call. She asked how I was doing and I said I was fine. She then asked whether I had news of any sort. It’s not so much that she was fishing for something specific, but more of a simple general question. I sighed loudly and told her that I didn’t have anything new. I said that I live a quiet life. Kind of non-plussed we left the conversation at that. It got me thinking at how I’ve been living what I’d call a low key life. And that got me thinking even more…can even say that that’s true? Between coaching, improv, and the job change I’ve got a lot going on. Spike that with random social outings and things aren’t that boring. Thursday night I hung out with colleagues at happy hour. This was followed by going to a random poetry slam in Kensington Market. Earlier I was about to call it a night before a friend posted on Twitter asking if anyone wanted to head out for a beer and some spinach dip. On a whim I said I’d head out. So I got up from under my warm duvet and headed for a restaurant.
So no, life is not that boring at all. I wasn’t sure how to categorize any of it or phrase what my issue is until I got a tweet from a friend:
@jnery You know the Chinese Curse - May you live in interesting times. Your life has lotsa fun activities but no drama-rama. Is that so bad?
@MagdalenaBB
Magdalena B
Well there you go. I think the fact that there’s a lack of drama is a blessing. I can live my life without fretting about things out of my control. I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing and continue to work my ass off. Sounds good.
Improv and drinking go hand in hand
I’ve actually mentioned this a few times to friends that I’ve been around as of late, but it seems like improv drives me to drink. Can’t be helped. After every show or class there’s probably one or two pints in my future. Who knew they go hand in hand? Hmm.
Jason’s 2010
I actually started writing this post out a few days before tonight. There’s a lot to cover in a year and I wanted to make sure that I spent more than a bit of time getting my thoughts together. Yeah, without thinking about it too much, my first response is to call 2010 a banner year. Yes, there were hardships along the way, and a lot of hard work was needed just to continue moving forward. All the same, I wouldn’t take any of it back. There’s so much that I wouldn’t have even dreamt of in 2009. It was that kind of year.
This is a big post, so the remainder will come after the jump.
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