Sacre Bleu
Wed, 04 Jun 2008.
Jack is dead. Or very close to it. I am, er, Jacque. ‘ere to post ze bloggings in a very racist French accent! Mais oui! Ok, I’m lying.
I’m heading to Vegas for the first time this weekend. I skipped out on buying a ticket to the Cirque du Soleil show with all the naked people because nobody really tried to sell it to me. Also, I’ve heard there are a zillion other places in Vegas to see some skin so I don’t know why we need to make a big song and dance about it (is that too literal? hrm).
We’ll be staying at the Palazzo and doing the typical stuff like eating, drinking, clubbing, gambling, eloping, etc. I don’t really know what to think of Vegas. On the one hand, I want to be completely electrified by it and on the other hand I want to be the snarky hipster that hates it so. Decisions, decisions.
I drove to Leavenworth, WA two weeks ago and it was interesting because it was the first time I’ve driven that far (120 miles there and another 120 back). Also, my car was already one month overdue for service. Now it is one month and two weeks overdue for service. I am really shit at car maintenance, even when all I have to do is let someone else look at it.
Leavenworth is a German-themed town full of the kinds of buildings that gingerbread houses are modeled on and every sign uses Gothic lettering. Even the Starbucks. I half expected it to be called Stars und Bucks Haus. The place was very touristy but a fun way to spend a sunny weekend. We ate sausage, ate ice cream, ate gingerbread, ate chocolate and then we all fell asleep on the drive home. I wanted to fall asleep at the wheel but instead I kept myself awake by talking on my phone, applying make-up, checking my hair and sipping my latte all at the same time.
This week, we’ve baked chocolate cookies and chocolate brownies and I am amazed at how easy this shit is. I’ve always had a phobia about baking and I always thought there was no such thing as easy baking but there you go. Cookies only needed like 8 minutes in the oven and they were done. I think my thinking comes from my mother and her Sisyphean struggle to make spongecake.
Lately, I’ve become extra obsessed with cooking in general. I’ve been watching Top Chef, catching Iron Chef America (Mario Batali is a god-damned genius) whenever it is on and going through episodes of Jamie At Home. Slowly but surely, I am talking about food in a more and more pretentious way. I think I will need to be an asshole about food for a while before I get to a better place.
I MUST see this German modeled city
I must.
I was oh, only 14,000 miles over the time alloted for an oil change. I HATE CAR MAINTENANCE.
Also, I’ve been missing Jamie at Home something fierce. Are there torrents available for that?
I love the “stars und bucks haus.” How do I get me one of those?
Vegas is a good time as long as you go with the right crew… ppl who have the same concept of a fun time as you do. Because in Vegas there’s a wide spectrum as to what fun could be… WIDE! Well… haz a good time!
I want to visit Leavenworth, der mann. Seriously. I love Bavaria. Which is kind of neither here nor there. In Leavenworth. Because it’s in Germany.
If you love Mario - check out his restaurants in the Venetian. Which will be easy, since it’s right next to the Palazzo. I had the pancetta and goat cheese pizza. Delicious. And damn. Now I want some.
I love Vegas. It’s skin, sun, drinks, money … everything is so excessive and extremely untolerable after, max, four days. Which, I can sympathize with, since that’s basically how I’d describe myself.
Have a good time, Jack. And dude. Do you gchat? Because maybe we need to just gossip about Top Chef together. Like how LISA should not be in the Final Four and if she crosses her arms one more time while receiving constructive criticism, I will backhand slap her. Cooking is definitely an interest of mine that’s only grown in the last year and I’m apparently pretty good at it. Which makes sense. Since I adore food.
Deutlich: I updated my post with a link to their official website and photos. See for yourself and let me know if it intersects at all with your Germany.
All the wine: Yes there are. But only for Season 1 and half of Season 2. I don’t know how much you’ve seen.
DS: Start your own German theme park!
Aaron: I have not met these people that I am going on vacation with. This will be interesting.
Damsel: YES, I have gchat and I would be all over that. Why does Lisa keep folding her arms and scrunching up her face? Does she know better? Evidently she doesn’t because that’s why she’s on the bottom all the time. Dale and Spike could be jerks at times but they also had their bursts of insight and Lisa is just a big old sourpuss and if she keeps making that face it is going to stay that way.
Wow, first time I’ve checked out your blog and the first post is my childhood! When I was a kid, my family used to go up (over?) to Levenworth at least once a summer and camp for a weekend. Good times. Good sausage. Good fudge. Ahh… simpler times man. :-)
Ooo I <3 tourist traps! The town looks very cute too.
I adore little roadtrips to random places like that! Damn my carlessness…