October, 21, 2005 archives

i like trying to come up with metaphors for my life. one that has bounced to mind recently has been that feeling that you have when you’re expecting a phone call, it is already past the time you expected it, and you’re afraid that your phone might not be working and are afraid to check it because you fear that it will be at the instant that you have the phone off the hook that the call will be made.

but although i really like the metaphor, since it certainly captures a specific feeling for me, it just doesn’t quite fit.

another would be the feeling when two people are alternately choosing people to make up their teams, and you know you’re going to get picked last.

i like that one for the same sorts of reasons, but it also just doesn’t quite fit.

the search continues.

i almost pointed out this article about what the drink a woman orders on a first date says about her in the los angeles times, but didn’t. but now that some at lavoice has pointed out there was a second piece to this about what the drink a man orders on a first date says about him, i will.

i don’t get the harvey wallbanger thing from the article about men (“a man’s man”?). but i would bet that if i ordered one at cole’s, the bartender wouldn’t know how to make it. in what sort of weird alternate universe is that a popular drink? i mean besides the ’70s.

the los angeles downtown news reports on all the restaurants opening up downtown, and the pitfire pizza in the higgins building is one of the latest. i feel like they’re stalking me — i used to live near the original location in north hollywood. i only ate there once or twice. pizza joints aren’t terribly exciting for the lactose intolerant.