New Sport

Okay cervidae! Items needed:

- Beginners tattoo kit
- Battery operated clippers
- Camouflage (individual preference)
- Dart rifle (or equivalent, again, individual preference)
- Tranquilizer darts
- Sense of humor

Rules: As soon as the rut begins, game on! Tranq the cutest deer you can find, shave as much of said deer as necessary, and lay down a sweet tat. A new take on tagging your local wildlife. Bonus points for creativity!

Do ice cream truck drivers have turf wars?

I wouldn't be surprised in Poughkeepsie. If the ominous doppler downshift of a passing rusty old school bus droning "The Entertainer" from the time the local schools get out until most children have gone to bed isn't a horrifying alarm to most parents, then something is terribly wrong.

"HEY! HEEEEEY! I WANNA TOUCH YO CHILDRENS!"

What ever happened to the converted antique milk trucks of my childhood? You might be lucky today to find a driver who has bothered to shave or change out of whatever they slept in last night. What a pitiful way to make a seasonal living. I feel the days of the ice cream truck have long passed, in a world where people can't trust people.

On a happier note, I rode my sidewalk cruiser down to finally try out Babycakes. I was pleasantly surprised. Nothing appeared to be overpriced as I had previously been informed. The waitstaff was attentive and numerous. I enjoyed a BLT&C, a "twist" on a classic. I'm still not sure if the 'C' stands for the swiss cheese or the soft, tender ciabatta it was served on. Regardless, I was very satisfied. The place was packed, the sidewalk seating was all taken, and live jazz was being performed inside. I thought I had them when I realized there wasn't a napkin in sight. I was about to commit the unholiest of sins and do a stealth hand wipe on my white pants (gasp!), when, as if she could read my mind, one of the counter girls appeared at my side with a whole caddy, just for me. Thanks for lunch, Babycakes.

chaos theory

As I was leaving work I dropped my bottle of partially frozen Gerolsteiner (which, yes, was oh-my-god refreshing). As a result, a man in Pakistan began to choke on a piece of wishbone from a dish prepared by his wife. As a consequence of the man's wheezing, a low pressure system was pushed across the lower Hudson Valley region, causing moisture in the air to rapidly rise and cool. As I inserted my keys into the ignition of my car, the eminent downpour erupted across the county. Unfortunately for me, as I was leaving work, I decided I was going to waltz around the park on my way home. As I had already made up my mind, and I had my shiny new raincoat, I was commited to hike the hill. This is the resulting bad idea:

walking uphill from Christopher Mullins on Vimeo.

Edit: American Apparel should not now nor ever be known for making quality rain wear. While it is stylish, I was soaked to the bone by the time I was done.

my new life

with weekends.

this is the first saturday I've had off in like a year. I am beside myself. so I made a big breakfast..

tired feet

a sight to behold from Christopher Mullins on Vimeo.

Oh, melba

Right this instant I feel like a smear of butter on a very large piece of toast. I am cold and lacking accompaniment. What the crud? I need to invest in a large stuffed animal. I could do well with a manatee or a tortoise or a dragon, something cool. Maybe a dash of salt?

First day of the new job at Otto's Market. It went very well. Super well. Too well? No way! I have a good feeling about this place, I think it will be a great place to work. Made a many cookies today. Tomorrow, scones!

Lately I've been hearing nervous rustling behind me when I'm outside. I turn, expecting squirrels or ground hogs but it always ends up being three or four robins huddled together under a bush or hiding behind a garbage can. They always freeze and stare back at me like they've been caught cutting class. Robins are so peculiar.

Vodka Martini, very dirty

The luminous shape cast across my ceiling from the green LED on my laptop charger is there every night. I am still impressed as to how such a small and relatively unimportant applique can emit such a wide expression. The giant orb reminds me of an eyeball or a sunny-side up egg. Most nights I can divert any eye contact but tonight it is glaring at me particularly hard. Rather than get myself caught up in a blinking contest I would most certainly lose, I have decided to begin this thing I began, two years in the waiting.

Blog, blog, blog! A blog? Sure, why not. I've always been touch and go with the idea. It generally seems like a good idea until I actually sit down to write anything. But who cares at three in the morning?

If we collectively scratch our brains, we can look back earlier this evening to the post dinner testing of the new dark roast coffee blend I purchased earlier today from Adams Fairacre Farms. While it is lacking in aroma, it is a vast improvement over the unending cache of Dunkin Donuts brand whatever that I've been working on for the past few months. I guess that's what you get for trusting a coupon. Caffeine!!!!!!!!!! And I am awake!

As the title suggests, I am working to counteract the problem. I have rambled enough for now. I am hoping I can keep this up. With the advent of my new baking job at Otto's Market, hopefully there will be many wonderful nice smelling things to tell you about in the near future. Also, as I have made the promise to myself and my room mates, because I received the job, I am destined to be the proud new owner of a searsucker shorts suit. More on that to come.