Random Access Wednesday

I’ve lost 8.5 pounds since mid-September, thanks to the nutritionally balanced food I’m taking in.  “I’m taking in” — does that sound like I’m adopting it?  Or like food is a hobo and I’m the benevolent maven who lives near the train tracks by whose house all the hobos pass?

I may be stretching for content.  And that’s why you love me — I’m cute and unpredictable.

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Part of the discipline of losing fat and gaining muscle means more focused exercise.  And more cardio and more pushing myself physically.  Which means my Achilles is a bit tweaked tonight and I’m back to icing it.

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In the last month I’ve had TWO people tell me I look like two different actresses — one from the original “Melrose Place” TV show and the other a character on “Stargate”.  The woman who mentioned Melrose Place said, “You look like . . . “  And I said, “I am that actress.”  I grabbed her hand and shook it while she looked a bit stunned.

She meant this actress, who I think is quite lovely, and I’m pretty sure I look nothing like her.  Except I do have hair, eyebrows, lips, and a tooth.

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I am doing two new things:  I’m doing p.r. for a local organization that provides services to homeless people and the working poor.  I’m also volunteering for a congressional race.  We’re hoping to put a democrat in the district currently held by a do-nothing Republican.  I checked the Republican’s website and his voting record is terrible (read: I don’t agree with most of his votes) and he introduces mostly crappy legislation.  I’m irritated that you and I will be paying his massive pension and providing him with gold-plated health insurance.  If you’re going to run for political office, please be responsible and vote and don’t run off to car shows in Florida when a piece of legislation like the jobs bill comes up.  Doofus.

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Have you bought toothpicks lately?  Good luck finding ‘em at your local grocer.  You’d think they’d be in the baking aisle, but no.  Next you’d look in the kitchen utensils aisle.  No go.  In my store they’re in the diaper aisle.  Why is that?!?  For the life of me, I don’t see/get the association.  Except that wet  or dirty diapers irritate me (no, not mine, shut up) and now toothpicks do too because now when I see a toothpick I remember my toothpick search and how I’m still confounded with their placement.  Forget confounded — let’s just say peeved that I spent 20 minutes looking for the damn things.

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