You may have noticed that I have been completely absent in regards to WCA this week. This week was weird and besides the bright spot that was the Stephin Merritt show, I’m glad it’s over.
Anyway. I ate some things on Monday.
Breakfast was an iced coffee at my desk.
Lunch was a bowl of stir fried purple sticky rice with some egg and vegetables and way too much fish sauce.
I did the shopping for ROTW, and when I got home I was invited to the birthday party my upstairs neighbor was having in the backyard. I popped the dish in the oven and joined them, drink in hand. (The first drink of many.)
I left the party to take ROTW out of the oven. I ate a bit.
Then I went back into the yard and kept drinking.
At some point, my neighbor handed me this plate of meat.
I ate the chicken, but the rib met another fate.
The rest of the night is a blur or gin, red wine, and vinyl.