Miss the Playa

The thing I hate about having a great time at Burning Man is that it makes everything else SUCK in comparison. I felt really really ALIVE out there. I am now sitting in an office located in an inner hallway with a beautiful view of - the wall on the other side of the hall. One of these days I'll take a picture for anyone who cares. It's almost comical. White on white on white, with beige carpet. And fluorescent lights.

Of course, after a bad dust storm, everything is playa-colored, but at least it's amazing. And there's that tangy alkaline smell and taste to everything. Makes food and water taste better... because they have such a refreshing different taste after eating playa all day long.

Made spaghetti and a good chunky meat sauce last night. Italian bread with garlic butter, toasted. Caesar salad (OK, that was from a bag.) (And I didn't bake the bread - just made the garlic butter and toasted it.) It was good. Jon was really happy. I have cooked up a real meal for him every day for the last week and he is super excited and happy every time. That poor guy has been living as a bachelor for too long.

( The Problem )

Who you callin' Granny?

I like to tell people about how a couple of months ago I went to a new hairdresser for a cut. She was really great, did a good job. The hardest part about getting a haircut for me is the goddamn inane chit-chat you have to keep up with the stylist. They are usually the kinds of people I have a hard time talking to... the kinds of people who become stylists, I guess. Oh well.

Anyway, this gal was really good at cutting hair, and then in the chit-chat, she asked me about what I liked to do in my spare time. I told her I really enjoyed knitting and crochet, too. Like, I was smiling and glad to talk about something that made me happy. You know what she did? She laughed all snarky and said, "Oh, I'm sorry!" as if it was some kind of problem for me. Then she said, "Haha, no I'm just kidding!" but it's still really annoying. I hate it when people do that - say rude and nasty things and then think they can avoid offending anyone by saying they're just kidding. I know one person in particular who does it ALL the time, and when I moved here I made damn sure to just cut all ties with her and NOT give her my new phone number. Ugh. I don't know why, but she seems to think we are great friends, and then would always get all pissy and offended when I didn't want to party with her all the time. She was a CO-WORKER and I was usually just annoyed and offended by her presence! At least that's over.

So anyway, about the knitting and stuff, I decided today to Google the terms "Knitting" and "Comeback". Pretty interesting. Apparently there are LOTS of younger people enjoying these crafts. In fact, it appears that the fastest-growing group of knitters right now is women under age 35!

So nyah-nyah. My hobby's hip! Stupid hairdressers. I desperately need a haircut again... I really don't know if I should go back to this Jody or not!