Hey, can someone tell me what the weather was like in Atlanta yesterday? I wasn’t paying attention. Did it snow? I wish someone would say something about whether or not it snowed already because I would really like to know. Did it snow? Would it kill someone to blog and twitter and flickr and myspace and faceplant about the weather already? Hello? Anyone? Did it snow?
I hereby declare January 16th, the day after Dr. Martin Luther King Jr’s birthday and the day before my sister Acceber’s birthday, to be National Frozen Leftover Soup Day. The Geester and I got our physical activity last night by bundling up and going on a brisk 3-mile hike through the inclement weather. Whilst grazing through the kitchen for nourishment upon our return, we came across this treasure trove:
The two bright ones in the middle are leftover chili from a pre-Chomp and Stomp practice batch. Ah, the sweet, spicy taste of utter defeat. Lingering grudges aside, leftover soup was pretty much the perfect meal yesterday.
In other news, the trial of Dov Charney, founder, CEO, and head underwear tester of American Apparel starts next week. News of him being in trouble for sexual harassment issues has been floating around seemingly since the company’s inception. As the owner of a small handful of American Apparel shirts, I tried to explain to Gia earlier today that if I designed the softest cotton garments on planet earth and I had to work in an office full of people wearing said garments, I would probably be on trial for sexual harassment too, so let’s cut the guy a break. THEY’RE SO SOFT!! YOU JUST WANT TO PUT YOUR HANDS ALL OVER THEM!! And anyway, he should be on trial for hair and glasses harassment. Jesus: