One of the great things about being your own boss is that you can take a sabbatical whenever you want. That’s exactly what Amber and I did, albeit not intentional. And well… this blog really isn’t a job. Yet. Other life just sort of happened.
My last post was written sitting on the floor in the office of my new apartment. Now my furniture is moved in. My roommate has moved in too. I launched my first website at my new job. All in all, I just sort of got wrapped up in getting my life settled.
I’ve been doing some adventuring like riding my bike, going on some hikes, making new friends and finding new inspirations for some creepy garnishments. I think I also needed a little bit of time for my credit card spending to normalize. The bank is no longer rejecting payments or claiming suspicious activity for purchases like towels, DVDs and toilet paper.
I take that as a sign that during my transition time I have become boring. It’s time for me to mix this shit up!
Oh wait, that’s Amber’s contribution to the blog. She’s the mixologist. I’m just kooky idea person on the left coast : )
Halloween and LA in general have been good for inspiring me. Spending a lot of time biking along the ocean I see accidents all the time. Especially since rollerbladers like to be cool and wear their ipods with the volume turned all the way up. They don’t hear when we cyclists yell “On your left!’ and ring our bike bells before we pass them. Inevitably one of them gets really into their music, swings way into the other lane (the side you’re on to pass them) and both of you take a tumble. For a drink, I’m thinking of one called “Nose Bleed”. I want to get some of those glasses with the noses. Remove the glasses. Drill a hole in a nostril and put a blood pack inside. Only the blood pack will be filled with grenadine. Amber can make some sort of drink that will taste super yummy (no pressure Amber) with a slow stream of grenadine flowing in. I imagine a martini glass with a nose on the side, nostril pointed in of course, and upon serving you start the bloody flow.
Oh! We could even get some Chartreuse (the green kind, not the yellow) and have another version that tastes more bitter and call it something like “Sinus Infection”.
I am getting some really great ideas right now. And I’m remembering my groupons for pulled sugar. I think an order is going to be placed soon.