"Moist" "Panties"

If i end up moving on to more lucrative pastures from the cozy confines of 'the clinic', then there will definitely be much to miss. Mostly, it will be the 'team' that I work directly with, though the auxiliary staff is also, by and large, top notch. I get a similar feeling when I visit Tia's job........there is a certain cohesiveness and level of positivity that can really only happen with a smaller group. A kind of collective lightheartedness that makes even the most mundane tasks palatable. I have had the good fortunes to work with some very enjoyable people in my scattershot work history, but this has been the best combination thus far (because of a few sticks in the mud at RC and a suffocating corporate culture at Cambridge, not because there weren't some standout people at both places that I happily call my friends still). Which of course brings me to "moist" "panties."

We were just generally discussing things that we don't like. Gena's utter distaste for baked beans (which shouldn't be sweet according to her.......I emphatically disagree), to Kelly's annoyance with her husband drinking from the container and how I hate peanut butter with jelly (its an issue on know). Somehow the conversation turned to words. I don't know that there are any that I find horribly distasteful, but Gena hates the word moist and Kelly dislikes the word panties. This would have been the end of the story in most places I have worked........just an amusingly odd conversation quickly forgotten, but not with this group. We had fun with it. For the remainder of the day, we described everything that was even remotely applicable within Gena's earshot as 'moist' ('have you tried the cake downstairs, it is incredibly moist' or 'the weather is supposed to be awfully moist tomorrow') resulting in Gena cringing and giggling. Then, similarly, dropping the word panties into the conversation around Kelly. The main point, we had fun with it and it made the day enjoyable. It probably doesn't relate as well in the telling that I hope, but it is just an example of the many goofy/fun things that we all genuinely get into that make it seem like not just a group of people that work together, but a group of people that would hang out anyway. I will miss that camaraderie because, collectively, it isn't something that you find as an entire staff often (though I certainly hope to).

As for job stuff, the train is pulling forward, albeit at the speed of new ketchup from a glass bottle. My information has been forwarded to a separate company that performs the background/reference checks. I am not certain how long this will take, but I am not looking forward to having to sit down with Dr. P and walking away (my hope is honestly to stay on as a fill in when needed). I want to fill in more details about the 'possible' new job, but I don't want to jinx it along the way. As soon as the offer is on the table, I will spill the beans (preferably the Bush's baked variety).

Another slew of movies, most disappointing, that I have seen all or parts of.
Elizabeth: Went for the Oscar winning period piece and ended up pulling the cord on it 1/3 the way through. It moved slower than whatever line I pick at the supermarket.

Vicky Christina Barcelona: Woody Allen is an acquired taste. Kind of like Clamato. Also like Clamato, it is a taste I will evidently never acquire (or want to). Thumbs down for being so boring that I didnt even make it to Penelope Cruz and Scarlett Johansen making out.

Incredible Hulk: Sometimes having low expectations is a good thing, you are much more likely to be pleasantly surprised. I feel better being pleasantly surprised when the fries are just right at McDonalds than I do feeling mildly disappointed with far more elegant fare. I felt the same way about this movie. Was it great? No. Was it better than I had reason to think it would be based on reviews/box office? Yes. Yummy fries all the way.

Return to Oz: Sure the special effects held up about as well as those cheap uncoated paper plates do after your third helping of baked beans (had to reference it), but it still brought back memories. Almost worth it just to see the brief intro by lead Faruza Balk (who has aged like Amy Winehouse's liver). A surprisingly dark turn by the Disney corp.

Indiana Jones and the kingdom of the Crystal Skull: I was never a big fan of the Star Wars movies, so I didn't understand the collective outrage at George Lucas when he churned out 3 prequels that, though they made a ton of money, were widely reviled by both the hard core fans and casual viewers alike. It is sad to see your childhood memories dragged before you and then beaten into something barely recognizable. It is in this vein that I place this George Lucas travesty. From nuking the fridge, to swinging in the trees with CGI monkies, to the culminating UFO storyline, I can't think of a better way to Bruckheimer (aka: f-up) the franchise. Bravo!

On that note, I need to go take a moist shower and put on some clean man panties for dinner.

Oh yeah: your time waster du jour: For whatever reason, I love reviews. I read them about cars, movies, kitchen appliances that I have no intention of buying. Most of all though, I like reading reviews of things that I might actually put in my belly. Yes, it is nice to read about the newest restaurant, but I much prefer reading about the still I actually eat..........bring on the Impulsive Buy. Check it out...........the reviews are hilarious and frequently offensive in some way. I love it. http://www.theimpulsivebuy.com/