Monday, March 26, 2007

monday, bloody monday

(in full disclosure, the title of this post was stolen from an instant messenger away-message that my good buddy amber used to use back in college. what up ambular! go MD!)

despite a full nine hours' sleep last night, i am totally dragging ass at the office today. and there is no time for dragging asses. there is work to be done! clients to be serviced (that sounds so wrong)! brands to pick apart! etc.

as soon as i get my act together, i am going to write a nice long juicy update, but for now, here is a preview of all things JMWT:
  • i went to a country western bar this wknd where i was the only minority and i felt like it was 1965. everyone was texas two-steppin' and country swing-dancin' and wearing cowboy boots, and it was insanely awesome. they were such good dancers! we were too intimidated to join in but were perfectly happy just sitting at the side tables, drinking some shiners and watching the crowds. yee-haw bitches.
  • i ate chicken-fried steak for the first time. verdict: f'ing disgusting, and extremely unhealthy to boot. i'll stick with "rabbit food" (as the waitress called our salads, which we had polished off), thankyouverymuch. oh, and for the unaware: chicken-fried steak is steak meat (but not nice fork-and-knife steakhouse steak, and not ground chuck either... somewhere in btwn. sirloin, maybe?) that is battered (like fried chicken) and then fried and served with about an inch-deep covering of thick white gravy. excuse while i go barf in the corner. bleh.
  • i am an official (gulp) texas resident, with texas license plates and cowboy boots and everything. JMWT? more like Texas Messes With Jen. (yes, i bought some cowboy boots. they were hella expensive but i love them. don't laugh if i wear them back in DC, okay?)
  • we had some adventures out in texas hill country, including a visit to the beautiful hamilton pool and some family-style all you can eat BBQ at my beloved salt lick bbq... ahh, texas.

more to follow (including pics!) when i have some more time. in the meantime, if anyone can answer the following question for me, i'd be much obliged:

what the hell should i do next?

(with my life, that is, not with bbq or cowboy boots or country western dancing...)

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At 1:23 PM, Blogger Jordan said...

i just my TX id too! it looks like i belong in prison - so basically it's awesome. i am yet to try chicken fried steak, but based on your description, it sounds almost too awesome for words (keep in mind this is coming from the guy who eats chipotle 3 times a week).

At 1:24 PM, Anonymous Jordan said...

that is, i just *got* my id.

At 2:36 PM, Blogger Will said...

Was the steak pounded (not tenderized, pounded) almost flat? You have to pound it. The recipes I looked up seem to gravitate to suggesting a round steak. But then you pound.

It's is disgusting but wonderful at the same time.

At 2:47 PM, Blogger jen said...

hmm. it was rather thin, so i suppose there was some pounding involved? i honestly think i've blocked out the memory.

truth be told, however, if i was told that i HAD to eat this in order to survive, i'd live... i'd pour on tabasco and hot sauce and anything else to PLEASE GIVE IT SOME FLAVOR but i'd still live.


At 8:17 AM, Anonymous em said...

I love country fried steak! with mashed potatoes. but I can only eat it like once every 1.752 years because it is not healthy.

At 10:49 AM, Blogger Erica said...

i can't weigh in on the chicken-fried steak issue, but as for suggestions for what to do with the rest of your life, just make sure wherever you go next is somewhere cool that i would like to visit. and don't go where the time change is too big because then we'd never get to talk, and that would be a bummer. that's all the wisdom i've got for now.

At 3:33 PM, Anonymous Megan said...

yum, yum, the picture says it all Jen... I'll take the rabbit food and baked potato with lots and lots of butter & sour cream, any day. - it was an experience, none the less, thanks for sharing it with me.


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