friday the 13th

pretty uneventful (knock on wood) so far.

i DID manage to spill a cup of scalding hot coffee on my foot this morning. but that was entirely my fault. i was being selfish and lazy: here at work, we have one of those new-fangled coffee pod machine things. those of you who are familiar with these machines know that each time you make a cup, the used little pod of coffee gets dumped into a container inside the machine. so, you blissfully make cup after cup of coffee, laughing as your coworkers are forced to dump out the bin of empty pods... then your luck runs out. this morning, for instance, i trundled into the break room to get some coffee. i had some coffee at home, so i opted for 2 little pods of decaf. i put the first pod in, pushed the green button, and whooosh! a few ounces of coffee. i pulled the little tray out to put in the second pod... when something inside the machine caught my eye. peering inside the machine, behind the tray... i saw a mountain of used-up pods in the little tub inside. grrrrr! that meant that the instant i put in my next pod, the red light would pop on and i would have to stop what i was doing, disassemble the whole front of the machine, dump out the dang pods, put it all back together and THEN make the rest of my coffee. no way, jose. not this time! plus, every time i have had to empty the tub i've noticed that one end of the tub is all stacked up with used pods, while the other end of the tub is empty. wasteful! stupid design! so there i stood, paper cup half full, tray out, peeking in on the stack of pods... and a brilliant idea struck. i could reach in, flick some of the pods over to the empty side of the poorly-designed tub and go on my merry way, crisis averted. c-a-r-e-f-u-l-l-y i snuck one finger into the opening behind the tray... almost there... just a bit more... *YOWCH!* in my intense concentration on the stack of used pods, i forgot what was right in front of my eyes - a half-filled paper cup of scalding hot coffee. which i had knocked over, nearly right down my whole front. luckily, my cat-like reflexes (seriously!) saved me. i did some sort of insane cheerleader jump over the splashing coffee and managed to avoid the burn - except for my right foot. and a double bonus, no one walked into the kitchen while i was cleaning it up - so no one made fun of me at all. yay, me. so all in all, a pretty clean friday the 13th.

for those poor fools riding the red line to work today, there was a different story to be had. (wash post article) some sort of power outage (possibly combined with an electrical fire? i can't be bothered to actually read the article) downtown wreaked all sorts of havoc with the red line. scott takes the red line to work and had to trudge up the steep, seemingly endless escalator out of the station at dupont circle. people who gripe about DCers being lazy, and how no other big city has escalators in the undergrounds... well, people, i mostly agree with you there. most of the stations don't need escalators at all. waste of power, lazy, etc. EXCEPT for the dupont circle station. that one is an unholy bitch to walk up, especially in the summer heat.

tonight is the kick-off of the summer movies on the roof of ian's apartment building - with a showing of Friday the 13th, part 4; and some other horror movie that scott is picking out. we use our DVD projector and screen, and ian provides the great outdoor location - pretty swell, all around. i have a busy night, as i am going out for drinks and dinner with julie and jennifer from work - at dr. granville moore's, on h street. can't wait!

so happy friday the 13th! i am going to take garden pictures this weekend - tomatoes abound, and the hollyhocks are threatening the neighbors. stay tuned.