I had a great evening last night.
Kris and I ate out, and she told me that I could choose the spot. You know what that means: we had Indian food for the first time in five years! We dined at India Grill, on East Burnside, and what do you know? Kris actually liked the food. "It's not as good as Lebanese food," she told me, but I she liked it. The naan was good (but how can you mess that up?). Our tray of meat-based appetizers was good (especially the wonton-like item filled with ground beef (or lamb?)). I ordered a combination platter, and that was mostly good. I didn't like one of the two chicken items, but the beef kabob was outstanding. There's hope that we'll return in the future.
We also spent some time at Powells. I found Modern Library editions (with dust jackets!) for four more Proust volumes! I found the next volume of Mac Raboy's Flash Gordon comic strips! I found a Shakespeare action figure (with removable book and quill pen!)!
Life is good.
I've often joked that sugar is my primary food group. It's becoming less funny, though, as time passes. I actually crave the stuff.
After dinner last night, we stopped to buy groceries. I kept putting sugary things in the cart: M&Ms, Jarritos (Mexican soda pop that comes in great flavors like pineapple and guava), Popsicles, marshmallows (I like Marshmallows (hmm — here's a perfect gift for me — you know, in case you're looking or something)), etc. Kris, like a mother scolding a misbehaving child, kept making me put them back. In the end, I settled on a grapefruit.
I was so desperate for sugar that I bought — and devoured — a grapefruit. Why does sugar have such a hold on me?
And what does it mean that soon after I get my dose of sugar, I become groggy and need a nap?
I've bad-mouthed the Atkins diet for a long time, but maybe I ought to give it a try in an attempt to break my sugar addiction.
Jeremy and I are, for the third consecutive year, going to see the Lord of the Rings film on opening night in Wilsonville. We'll be seeing the seven o'clock showing on the seventeenth. If any of you would like to join us (and we hope you will), Fandango your tickets soon and let us know. We can try to meet up for dinner before the film.
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2004 — Silence Kris left early this morning for a one-week business trip to Virginia. The worst part of the day was the silence.
2002 — Surveys, Solaris, and Simon Lots of miscellaneous bits today, but no spiritual revelations.