Homemade Ramen #7

2 cups water
1 vegetable bouillon cube
1 cup frozen vegetables (broccoli, onion, green beans, red peppers, mushroom)
1 serving of noodles
1 teaspoon of minced garlic
parsley
a half can of baby corn

Boil water, add frozen vegetables, add noodles, stir.  
Add garlic, parsley and bouillon cube.  Stir. 
Drain baby corn then add just as you are turning off the heat.  Stir and let sit for about 5 minutes.  Should serve 3.

I got the noodles in bulk at the Dollar Store.  What at first looked like two servings of noodles, turned out to actually be 8.  Which made it even better for the money.  One package was only $1,  and because it looked to be only two servings per package, I picked up three packages. So for $3 I got my money's worth.

I did good!

You might have heard me say that I was reading this book this week for review.
I posted the review on my book blog here (under my other account/real name)
I really really liked this book. I've done reviews before and suffered with the whole thing. In case you haven't picked up on things, if I don't like something I'm not afraid to say so. Yes, I've given a bad review before.

But the Kitchen House was a brilliant read.
The author Kathleen Grissom is a wonderful writer, and given the topic of her novel, a very brave woman.

I woke this morning to find a personal thank you message in my email from her.
In the past, I've only heard back from press agents and publishers. So, to hear from the author herself, that totally made my week.

Why do I bother making plans?

So much for my day of getting to blog.   My sister the Goddess, is moving this weekend.  Her and her boyfriend, which I mentioned few weeks ago.
Anyway, she called me asking me to come over as she had a few boxes of stuff for me to go through.
Ended up not being able to carry any of it home anyway, so at some point she's suppose to get her boyfriend (the Married Man) to drop it off. 
And her last sentence as I was going out her door to come home "you have to get used to him; he's here to stay"
I don't want to get used to him, I don't trust him.

While I was there, she was trying to help me figure out the caller id on my new phone. When she picked up my phone she asked me who the guy was.  "This your new boyfriend?"  sister asked.

"Not seeing anyone. Who you mean?"

"The guy on your phone?" she replied.  I had no idea at first who she was meaning.

"What guy? Someone call and I miss it?" 

She held up my cell phone towards me. "The photo of the guy, stupid.  Is this your new boyfriend?"

"No why?" it was a wallpaper of Mr. S.

Sister raised an eyebrow at me and made a hmm sound. Again I asked her why she asked.  She handed me back my phone and simply asked me was I sure.

Let me explain something.  My sister has this uncanny way of knowing certain things before they come to pass.  Is she psychic?  She says she's not, but I've seen her predict stuff months before it happens.  She's pointed out my boyfriends like this before in the past, weeks before I ended up involved with them.  Not just me, friends and co-workers of hers too. 

April 29th 2010

This will be my bloggy day of rest.

No that does not mean I will not be blogging today.  Total opposite, I plan on filling out a few posts today and possibly even setting them on timer to pop up over the next few days. 
I haven't done anything in over a week on the fictional blog that I started earlier in the month, nor have I done anything on the cooking blog in about two weeks either. 

I did however blog yesterday on my book blog I finally finished reading the Kitchen House by Kathleen Grissom. Took me over a week to read the 400 pages - well little under 400 pages, more like 367 pages- which was longer then I had hoped, and the review was a day late.  But it was just one of those weeks where things kept getting in the way of reading.

I picked up a recipe journal when I was out at the book store last Saturday, and still have not had a chance to sit down with it and look it over.  I've been wanting one for awhile now, and when I saw it was on sale for $9.99 Canadian, (normal price $17.99) I had to scoop it up. The little blank paged diary I have been using for the last decade to write down all my recipes had fallen apart, the spine broken and was being held together by elastics.  So that will be maybe this weekends project, recopying my recipes into the new recipe journal.

Don't crowd the Mushrooms

Whoo!  This makes post 101! Nice.

No this is not a cooking post.  I was having a chat with my mom about religion... yeah I know stupid of me.  Not even too sure how we got on the topic but we did.  Anyway, I walked away from the chat having learned that trying to have a serious conversation with my mother is just not a possibility. 
And for some crazed reason, I got the line stuck in my head from the movie Julie/Julia from when she's telling her blog readers not to crowd the mushrooms or they won't brown, and says "are you listening to me. Whoever you are?" 

That's how I felt.  Like the mushrooms were crowded and they just were not browning and I needed to tell ... someone. 

I'm getting scared

BP and her boyfriend/husband are hitting my blog every half hour. This is insane! There is no one else listed on my hits tracker other then them.
What the hell are they wanting? I'm actually starting to get frightened.

My mom keeps saying they will get bored and stop. Mel doesn't think so, he thinks they'll keep at it till the drive me off the internet.

Honestly, If it wasn't for the fact I've put 3 years into the blog in question, I would close it down. But, I have steady readers on that blog, and I have worked so hard on it over the last 3 years. I'm ready to cry.

Move the blog

"You own the url domain right?"  My buddy GT asked me.
"Um yeah Mom does actually. It was my christmas gift."
"Then re-set up the blog on another account and just don't ask her to post. Simple."   

Why didn't I think of that before? Instead of all this freaking out and getting mad?  So it would mean loosing all the work she's done since October, which is half the WWE posts. But, it might be worth it for the piece of mind. 

Family fun time?

Text message read like this  "We're having mother's day brunch at our new place next sunday. You're invited."

My sister the Goddess.  I called my mom to ask her if it was her idea.  She swears it's not. I said more then once that my sister and I don't really talk.  I honestly don' t know if I can sit through an hour with her and her boyfriend the Married Man and his kids.

Crap is being stirred

"If you want to be taken seriously don't do A, B and C.  And your spelling is terrible"

This was the main message I just received from Blog Partner's husband. 
Um, excuse me, I didn't ask for your thoughts on the matter.  What does it matter to you if my blogging is less then perfect? I don't even know you.  Not too mention the fact that BP hasn't done anything in months. I keep asking her if she wants to leave the blog because of either not having the time or interest anymore and she keeps saying she will be back soon as her legal issues are over and they move.  They've moved and the legal issues are over a month ago.  Only I can't delete her from the wrestling blog.

I have a really bad feeling about this.  They have been hitting my blogs like crazy in the last few days. My hits tracker is lit up with their ip address.  And every time I would ask what was up, BP would say "it wasn't us. There are other people on the planet who live in our area."
I never got hits from that area till they moved there last month.  Something is not right and I'm not sure what I can do about it. 

You are who you hang with

They say you can judge a lot about a person by the people they call friends.   I know I have judged people that way in the past, so I know I've been judged that way.

I wonder what my current friendships have to say about me?
Hmm... Well, first let's break them down into two main categories shall we.  

1. Offline or the physical world
2. Online friends

Okay, so my physical world friends include my friend the Nurse, my friend in Edmonton, Darius, my buddy GT  and the Wiccan. 
My buddy GT lives in Toronto as does the Wiccan, and well my friend in Edmonton lives in Edmonton.  That is a 27 hour Greyhound bus ride if I ever want to see them, so that just doesn't happen. It's been 3 years since I got to see any of them.
My friend the Nurse lives in town, but she works shift work and we only get to see each other twice a year once in the summer and once at the holidays. 
Darius spends all this time with his band and whomever his latest girlfriend is so I rarely see him. 
Not much friend time.  

Now, both the Nurse and my friend in Edmonton (I am not even sure if I've mentioned her on here before or not, and I'm just too lazy to look through the blog)  they are my oldest friends.  Known them for 30 years (Nurse) and 25 years (Edmonton) both have been married for over a decade. The Nurse = 16 years married.    Edmonton = 12 years married.    Both have 3 kids, ironically both had 2 girls and 1 boy.  Ironically both had twins.  

And my online friends  are Mel, Social Disorder Girl, Blog Partner, Joshua.
SDG is married with 4 kids, Mel is single but crazy about this one chick who he does not have the guts to tell, BP is married and Joshua is single.
SDG, BP and Joshua are very skeptical with everything and very negative.  Lately, I just don't want anything to do with them. They are people I have only ever known on the internet.

So what has brought this up today ?    Couple of things.  One, was an article I read on Yahoo.ca that talked about how men react to your friends, and today's Book Club meeting.  I blogged about that over on the new blog here 
I got more then excited about the idea of maybe meeting a new friend.
She seems very professional in everything she does, and the fact she has a masters degree in English Lit, as well as working on her Law degree made me feel, well like a slug. But, the more we talked, the more we found we have in common. 

Photo by Me copyright hcvp'07

It's been a 3 Ramen day

Photo by ME copyright hcvp 2009

1 package of ramen at lunch and 2 packages for supper. Why? Because I was too lazy to cook anything else.

That and I spent the last few hours doing my main wrestling column. Only, the show was so bad this week. All it was was skits and talk. They had almost no matches. I have to say this was the worst of my columns too. I was so bored that I didn't even pretend to be professional, just said that I wasn't going to talk about them this week.

In between, I reposted some of my old blog stuff on the new blog, and was chatting with Mel because of one of the posts. I had pointed out back few months ago that Mr. S. had this habit. Within a few days of my blogging about it, he stopped it.
I went on to make the comment in that post, that when you find too many faults in your heroes, they loose their glitter. They become just men.

Lately, Mr. S. has been almost trying to prove that, that's all he is. Just a man. He talked on his blog this week about how he spends his free time collecting comics and playing video games.

Um yeah exciting right?

What do you love?

The "I Love" post

I thought it would be a nice way to get things started over on the new blog. So, come over and let me know what's on our love list

Friends and Lovers

Okay, not too sure where to go with this one. I know what's sitting in the back of my mind, and I know what I kind of want to get across. Just so you know, it is 6 PM as I start this, let's see how long it takes me to sort out my head.

You know that old joke "Coffee Tea or Me" well, because of a conversation with my buddy Mel, I decided to post a poll on my other blog. Our conversation was about how more men are drinking tea then coffee.
He hit my blog for something else and decided to vote on the poll. Guess what he picked. Yeah, kinda shocked me that he voted for well, me. I let him know he isn't my type. Which I thought he had already known. He's been extremely quiet all day.

I have this rule of not mixing my male friendships with sexual ones. I keep them separate, very separate. I can't even tell you why I do.
No that's not completely true, I do things this way so that when I do find that guy who I am both sexually attracted to and respect beyond everything, I'll know I've finally found the right guy.

You're wondering if Mr. S. is that guy. I'm wondering it too.

I've never had a conversation with Mr. S. Unless of course you count my blog and the stuff he's done on the show/written in his blog lately. Never met him. But I respect him and think him to be the greatest thing since well, sliced bread.


Here's what I'm getting at after all this; everyone of my friends say that your mate should be your best friend. Only one of my friends actually says that her husband is. Everyone else says "they should be but they're not"

Am I on the right track? Am I loosing my mind?

Mel, my buddy Darius and even my mom all think that Mr. S. is trying to cryptically ... keep my attention.
SDG and Joshua do not.
In a really really weird way, I feel like I am friends with Mr. S.

Okay, it's 9PM and I still have no clue what I'm trying to say.

Let me point you

To the bottom of the right side of the blog.
I installed a Networks Follow button from Facebook. So, hey if you want...

And, I just got a new book in the mail from another publishing company. That's 3 companies in the last 4 months. Not too bad Eh? I guess I'm better at it then I thought.

It's one of those morning where the TO-DO List is just overwhelming. Not helping that my shoulder is killing me. My good shoulder too.
When I was out with mom yesterday, the bus driver took off before I had a chance to sit down, so there's me tumbling back hard into the seat. Not the actual seat part but the metal handle on the side. After a few minutes I figured I was fine, could move my arm no problems, my bra felt like it was digging into the back abit but otherwise, I was fine. With the O.I. every thing is a potential break when you get bumped. When I got home last night, got undressed and my shoulder seemed slightly swollen but I could still move it. Today, it's as tight as a doorknob and a bruise is forming. Hopefully a few muscle relaxers will be all that's needed.

Okay, I'm off to try and get some stuff done.

Bumped into the WannaBe Socialite

Was out with mom for a few hours, and when we went past Lush Cosmetics, we heard this "Hey"

Well, it was more like a "HHEAAEEYY!!!"

I was just waiting, dreading, counting the seconds until I heard her very fake "darling" after it.

Turn around and there was Sophia, the Wannabe socialite. I've talked about her before. Anyway, her sister used to work at Lush before she had the baby, and I guess she got her the job.

She looked worse then I felt and I have been feeling like a something a zombie has vomited lately.

She hugged my mom. Mom made a polite noise as she flinched. Mom does not hug. I do not hug (unless it's a very hot man whom I'm involved with) then gave us the "tour" of the 10 foot by 13 foot shop that has been there for the last 6 years that I have spent more time hanging out in then she has working. Cause, used to be friends with her sister.

She informed me she follows me on my twitter.

That would get her nowhere, as the twitter she has is my business one. The only thing I twitter on that account is wrestling updates. So, how boring for her.

Then she hugged me as we were leaving. Let me rephrase that, she grabbed me hitching my sweater as she clung on to me.

Very uncomfortable. Did I mention I don't hug.

April 19th 2010

My Grandmother died in 1999 on April 19th.   
I did really good for most the day not thinking about the date.  Then I read a blog post that had me doing nothing but thinking about her. 
Thanks alot Mr. S.    (I'll get to it in a second)


I posted on my main blog  not too long ago about having to give up the silliness I was posting.  I had spent all of 2009 posting about Mr. S.   in a way that would have had anyone reading it thinking I was a 12 year old at a Backstreet Boy concert.  When I had my birthday last month, I said that was it.  I did one final blog post the night before my 36th saying it was the end of the crazed fan stuff. 
Today, Mr. S.'s blog was about his love for video games and comic books and how he never plans on growing up, that if you feel like being a kid and being goofy then do it no matter how old you actually are.  Then he made a comment about having lost a close friend in the last few days.
Boom. 
It's like he hit me with a chair shot to the skull.  You have heard me talk on here before about how most of the people in my social circle are thinking what I am thinking about Mr. S.   That he's using his blog to communicate with me, because of the restrictions the company has on the wrestlers talking direct to fans.  
This post today could be seen that way.  It could be that he actually does enjoy my wacked out dribble that I call a sense of humour.  Or you know, he might have just been feeling the weight of his friend. (to be fair Mr. S. did not say if the friend was just ill or if the friend had indeed died.  He just said stroke)
My buddy Mel keeps reminding me that if the company does go into ruin, which most wrestling fans and journalists are believing,  that Mr. S. will no longer have a gag order.   Darius says the same thing, don't give up hope.  Wait it out and just maybe.
All I can say is this,  right now I'm fresh out of believing.

Dude, all that heavy lifting

Okay, I did it.
Got the new blog started that will be the ONE blog.    Domestic and Damned
I'll still be posting on here for the rest of the year, as that was the original plan.  One year for this blog.

I've added a few lighter blog posts from my other blogs to the new one to give it the flavour of what the rest of my personality is like.  Just a few though.  Couple of silly things, couple of recipes, few horror movies that I saw while ago.

I'll break out the serious stuff over the next few days I'm sure.  Just didn't want an empty blog so I thought go with the giggles. 

Huhh  It actually feels like a massive weight has been lifted in the last few hours since deciding this.  Crazy right?  Cause it's only a blog; but man does it feel great finally having it sorted out in my mind. See, I'm a blog addict.  So, this is like blogging rehab or something for me.  I don't feel so scattered.

I am switching emails

You can still get me at the email listed currently with SITS, as I am not giving it up, but I have decided to create one blog, one email, one catch phrase for me. Which I know will take time to build.
I hope before too long to get a domain name with it which will make everything easier for myself and you.

With all that said, domesticanddamned@gmail.com is the email I'll be using.
I'll try to figure out how to forward everything to it.

Target Audience

When you blog, you should blog for you. Just like when creating anything, you should be the one happy with the end result.

So then why is it that us bloggers tend to start catering to others? We're all guilty of it. Lately, I've been really bad for it.
In the last few years, I've silenced myself so much, which you might not think it from reading this, but I have, (you still only get about 20% of me on this thing the other 80% I haven't shown anyone online) that I don't even know who I am at the moment.
My editor, my friend's mom and my buddy Joshua were all fairly shocked they said when they read my novel. None of them were expecting such a raw side of me.

My writing is my real self. Scratch that, my art. Cause I do more then just novels. I draw (though not well) I sing (so I tell myself) write poetry (I'm fabulous there) I cook (you'll never starve) and I do video productions. Thank god for youtube. It makes me keep a timelimit on what I am creating, and it lets me have some satisfaction with an end result.

The first week's worth of posts on this blog are not censored. I did not hold back on my disgust and general feelings. Some where along the way I started catering to everyone else.

So I am asking you to ask yourself, take a good long look at your blog. Read over your first week's posts and then read your most recent. Have you bent from you for a target audience?

Okay so my topic today is

My topic today is one blog or one for each topic you blog about?

I've been greedily asking everyone today. From my buddy Mel, to other bloggers, to my mom even.
It seems to be a split 50% -50% in favour of each choice.

I have this nagging little voice all day long telling me it's time to combine my blogs, but at the same time I just don't want to give any up. Some I have been working on for 4 years. Very emotionally attached. Silly, maybe but still.

But it's coming down to the fact I've spread myself over 3 accounts in the last 7 years, and I work on 4 blogs on a daily basis. That leaves - I haven't even counted- other blogs I have that might not have been updated in a month or more. Part because those topics are not as important to me as they used to be, and part because they just don't get enough traffic. I also don't want to close them down completely because I do not want to loose the urls.

My mother actually found this a source of laughter today, that I have been putting so much thought into the situation. She's not a blogger, but she is a Facebook junkie. Yes, Facebook is my mother's homepage.

So all this of course brings up one more question, do I pick one blog I already have as a baseline or just create a fresh one as a cover page ?

Yeah, that's about the size of my world. No bigger then a blog.

Ramen Girl

I've talked on here and on my cooking blog about how our emotions effect the food we eat and how the food we eat in turn effects our emotions.
This is not just a cute idea for a movie but fact. Though there have been a batch of movies that have used this as their plot point (Like Water for Chocolate, Simply Irresistible, Chocolate, Ramen Girl)
No matter what your spiritual path, as a chef/foodie  you can not deny this theory.  It holds a lot of weight.

The movie Ramen Girl, is one of my favourites in the foodie genre.  And like Julie/Julia it focuses on a woman who's life has just been turned upside down and using cooking to find her path in life, having to take a brave step in a direction she wouldn't have thought of before hand.

In fact, it was these two films (Ramen Girl and Julie/Julia) that inspired my doing this blog.  I have been in the last few weeks, taking a break from my personal goal of making the perfect bowl of ramen to doing other cooking adventures (currently on a curry kick)

Plot:  After moving to Japan, the lead character's boyfriend dumps her leaving her with nothing but the apartment which is paid up for the year. With a job she needs a translator for and no friends or family, she finds herself sitting alone one night in a noodle shop crying. She soon learns that life brings you right where you are suppose to be even when the road is a hurtful one. She spends the next year learning how to be a ramen chef, and about her true self.

It's 4 months into this project and I haven't found my path as of yet. But I think cooking is one of the key ingredients. (no pun intended)

Your Best Vegetarian/Vegan Recipe

Looking for some new ideas.
I made scrambled tofu last night.  Super easy.

1/2 package of soft tofu
chili flakes
garlic powder
1/2 cup shredded cheese

Leave me some of your favourite vegetarian/vegan recipes

Take the job already

My sister the Goddess just started a new job at christmas time.  The company is closing it's office here in a few months.
Everyone has been offered a transfer to London Ontario.  My sister refuses to take that job. It would even have full benefits if she did.   If it were me, I would be packed already. 
Her reasoning,  the Married Man.  Yeah, he's really got her around his little finger.  Oh wait for it,  they just got an apartment together. 
Yeah, still trying to wrap my head around that situation has he's not totally left his wife.  Can you tell I don't like this guy at all?

Bad Websites Ethcis

I know most of the readers of RamenNoodles are from SITS, and as a blog community you will understand where my disgust is coming from.

So I am sitting here this morning checking emails and I see that TNARevolution  has posted today.   I have admitted that I read their stuff for the injury reports and dvd releases.  This morning, I really wish I hadn't opened the email. Those of us who run sports fan sites might have just gotten a big hurt on from the actions of these guys today.
They did something that was just wrong.  I don't even know how they got the information to begin with but it crossed a moral line that should not have been crossed. 
For those of you who are new to this blog, I'm talking about one of the wrestling blogs who is suppose to be the official fansite/spoiler sheet for TNA (Total Non-Stop Action Wrestling).  Yes I read the competition.  I do my reviews of the shows only.
Those of us who are running fans sites for sports, any sport, have to remember that they are still people and deserve to have a private life.  That is why most wrestlers use stage names, just because they signed up for the spotlight does not mean their families have.
TNARevolution seems to have panicked as of late, and are no longer playing fair. I sit here writing this wondering if I should even be naming them cause that is just giving them more press, but I'm disgusted by what they have done.
Someone on their staff posted a private email between that wrestling company and a former employee. What does that have to do with anything?  Honestly, fans who read the spoilers for TNA do not need to know the very private lives of the wrestlers.  It boggles my mind how low some of these other guys will go for readers.  Do they have hundreds of followers, yes they do.  Do I wish my wrestling blog had hundreds of followers, yes I do but not like that.  It just seems that since things chanced in the wrestling company itself in the last few months, so have the people supporting it. 

This little leaked out piece of information on that site makes me suspicious of who they are really working for and why?
I honestly hope it's just a case of the staff at that website trying to out do the rest of us and nothing more.  But seriously, if that is the case, what are you afraid of?  That you will loose readers if you just have columns that are straight up reviews/spoilers and injury reports? 
Last I checked, that was all we as sport reporters/reviewers were suppose to do. 

Is this going to work?

Photo by Me

I have been saying for a while now I'd like to try writing a blog in character.
Only, I haven't fleshed out my character enough. I want the blog to be real enough but not have people upset because it is a fictional character.
How far should I go with it?

I ran the idea by Mel yesterday, let him see what I have written and his reaction was "it's too you. Anyone can tell it's you writing this."
He thinks I can't do it. That I'm not a good enough writer to create an entire world straight up on a blog. Now I have to prove him wrong.

My questions are these 1) do I put a disclaimer on that blog stating that it's a fictional character?
2) Should I link the blog to a blog network?
3) What are the internet ethics in something like this? Are there any?

For any other writers out there, what do you think? Have you tried this?
I think a disclaimer on that blog would be a good idea given I can't shake the thought of one. I do know that is how the Bridget Jones' Diary series was started. So the idea should be solid... okay, I'm going to link that blog here in this post, for anyone interested in reading what I'm getting on about.
Some honest feedback would be great.

Poptarts and Sugarcubes
I haven't even given the character a name yet. I need to do that today.

Bitter like Lemons

You're cooking is always effected by your mood.
In my case tonight, it was lemons.   I read something that seemed odd in Mr. S's blog post today.  Short and pointless it was, and almost like he... like he was replying to something I had said. 
My Blog Partner refuses to believe that he would.  Mel says BP is jealous because none of her stuff is being used on the shows. Okay, I'll buy that.
I decided to make a cake to get my mind off things.  I chose a lemon cake with a lemon icing.  The cake turned out fine, but the icing didn't work. It ended up more a glaze. And everything got sticky.  Sticky and bitter.  Not too mention I found cuts on my hands I had no idea I had once the lemon juice hit them. Not fun.
It would be nice for once to have some actual real emotional/spiritual support from my friends instead of all this ... doubt. 
I plan on having my cake and eating it too. 

Ever notice that Cumin smells like BO?

I have been trying my hand at curries the last few weeks. Can't seem to get them right. It's driving me nuts.
First time I did not have any cumin, so I loaded it up with turmeric. Love the smell of turmeric that's a very inviting scent.

I finally got to the store and picked up a package of cumin. My kitchen promptly started to smell of it. Too bad it smells like sweat. I don't know if that means the package I had was bad or if cumin actually smells like that. Either way, I can't seem to get the pantry to smell of anything but the cumin.

I don't know what to say

"Did you read Mr. S's blog this week?"  Darius asked.
"I did and I'm trying to pretend it doesn't say what I know it says."  I replied.
"You have an uncanny ability to make a big deal about nothing just be yourself forget the consequence"  Darius retorted.

Okay let me fill you all in on this.  Mr. S. is in a band on his free time.  Darius finds this very funny as he himself is a drummer, and he knows how I feel about the whole music scene.  I've talked about Deacon before on here, my ex who ripped me apart.  Deacon was/is a musician/dj/actor here in town.  I've been around musicians for most of my life between my older cousin Billy, to my ex Deacon, to my buddies GT, Mr. B. and their band back in high school/college and their bands since, and now Darius.  I've seen the way things are handled in that life.  Finding out Mr. S. is in a band kind of shattered my reality the other day.

Just when it looked like maybe just maybe things were hitting a positive note it all falls flat.

Monday 11:27AM

I am sitting here now at my kitchen table, the window open, nice breeze coming through, thinking, how many others use their kitchen for their work space?
I would prefer to have a little desk in a room with a proper office feel, but life isn't playing that way. 
The trash needs to go out, but my back is bothering me so much today not even sure I want to attempt to climb the stairs with the trash. 

The Blog Partner is suppose to be doing a profile today on the blog.  I agreed to cover her column yet again this week if she did the profile.  Should I hold my breath?  We usually only do profiles on a wrestler after their death.  I want to start to do them weekly or at least monthly, while the wrestlers are still alive.  Keep hoping that someone at one of the major wrestling magazines will discover the blog and give us some support or a job or something.  Am I wishing too much?

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