Texas, Boot Leg Lady, Feta, Cat Butt & The Dallas Mavericks

Lots of goings on lately.

Back in the great Lone Star State, Anne is camping this weekend. I am a full-on-nature-chick, but I don’t camp. I mean, I-like-dirt-and-most-bugs-and-animals-flock-to-me-like-I-am-Snow-White kind of full-on-nature-chick. I prefer toilets, showers, beds and comfort though. My ideal camping trip would be to hang with the peeps at the campfire and go fishing and hiking and cataloguing during the day and then when I am drunk enough to pass out, I would have a driver come and take me to the hotel down the road. Now that, is camping to me. Then he can bring me back to the sight in time for bacon and eggs. Anyway, I hope she has a good time. She is good with stuff like that.

Kathy and Brett are having their wedding celebration tonight. I wish I could be there. I am really happy for her and it is a LONG time coming. She said something so funny to me about 3 years ago that was said out of complete love and caring to cheer me up when I was having Man Trouble. She said “Ricki, don’t worry. Brett and I have been together for 18 years and I am no closer to getting married than you are.” I trust her so much that she is the only girl I would let see My Thing. Because she is fixin to be my doctor, Y’all.

Tonight is also Michael McCabe’s birthday celebration, which I also wish I was going to be there for. So, Happy Birthday Michael! Have a great time and throw one back for me.

Clint is in Virginia with his new interest this weekend. He is spending the day at this nation’s Capital, which should be cool for him since he is foreign and all.

I paid a quick visit to Boot Leg Lady. It sounds like she is crippled, but she isn’t. She sells copied DVDs and recordings of new movies out. Yes, it is not the most legal thing to do, but movies are $12 here at all times, so I cannot afford to go and see everything I would like to see. 2 people here go to the movie and if you get 2 drinks and share popcorn and a piece of chocolate, it is over $50. So, I am seeing a few for $5, although the quality is not top notch. Anyway, I am happy with it. It looks like it is going to rain.

After years of making Greek Salads in my Greek neighborhood, I have finally figured out what kind of Feta to buy. You see, when you go into a Greek market, you go to the back of the store and think you are going to simply walk out with a hunk of Feta. The truth of the matter is, you go to the back of the store and there are no less than 20 different grades of Feta and 6 other kinds of goat cheese. The picture above is of the store around the corner from me and the guy that, seriously, cuts my cheese, and a chick that works the front. So let me save you some trouble. For those back home, go to the Greek import market on Lower Greenville. Just ask for Dodonis Feta. There. I have just saved you years of research, about a dozen trips to the bathroom and dozens of funky tasting Greek salads that just weren't quite right.

I was in such a deep sleep today, Elwood flopped on my head with his cat butt and I didn’t even know. I woke up and stretched and jumped, cuz, wow! There it was! Fanky said if you get Cat Butt in your eye, you die. It wasn’t exactly touching my eye, so I am quite confident I am going to be just fine. Unless the Mavericks lose again. Then I am just gonna lose my shit.