Osler's Razor

Nice try, but you need to mention home repairs and the Seven Habits guys to make it real.
 

Dang it! You're right! I didn't know how to work Habib the tile guy in there.
 

Tyd must be on hiatus or else she would surely respond. I was really hoping ,as a Grosse Pointer, she might back me up on my Coney Island assertion. But I liked your italicized tale Barkus. I'm on a spring break myself and I'm catching up on my Razor readings... Kitten Ball is excellent.
 

"Well can you believe who was working behind the counter? Yes, I know, you'd think it would one of those nerdy habiteers, seeing as Pappadeux's is one of those crazy operations where the employees are supposed to be empowered. In fact, they have those stupid posters in the restrooms. I think DONUT was sick after he saw one.

And I am sure they have that stupid Covey book on the shelf under the cash register...although I don't think they call them cash registers anymore. The do everything EXCEPT register cash. You can use debit cards, credit cards, employee discount cards, senior citizen cards (I'm still mad someone thought I was Spencer's Aunt, not his Mom), but just try to give some bored college drop out a $20 bill and see what happens.

Anyhow, NO, IT WASN'T a habiteer! NO!! it was HABIB!

What are YOU Doing here Habib? I wanted to yell that, but I was afraid it was just someone who looked like Habib and I didn't want to appear insensitive and seem like some WASP from Grosse Pointe who thinks that everyone from the Middle East looks the same, but I didn't want to not say hello and act like I didn't know him if it really was Habib.

My plan was to send Spencer up to him and to have him say Hello Habib and see what happened, but of course he and DONUT were dancing in the pee and the greek olives and then there was my whole fear of fire and waiters yelling OPA, so I just had to say something, so I said, Hello Habib. And it was him.

Oops. The Expedition is on fire. I'll have to explain more later...
 

I'm pretty sure she has an Excursion, not an Expedition.
 

why isn't the last paragraph in italics?
 

why isn't the last paragraph in italics?
 

So we had to go to Pappadeaux's to eat because, well, my kitchen still looks like a WAR ZONE! GRANITE counter tops may not be worth this. Oh Pharoh (Habib, of course), set my people free!

And that one three year that I locked in the closet during the party--he's still there making friends with broom and dust pan--what an idiot! And the dye from the green frosting still won't come out. Argh!

Seven Habits does not cover a dead waiter. Where are those TECHNONERDS when I need them! Now that the waiter's dead, do you think they would hire me to replace him?

And my IN-LAWS are coming back this afternoon. Spencer, don't rub Donut's FACE in the pee. Gotta run, Child Welfare is walking in the door...
 

This is kind of like the "Write Like Faulkner" contest, no?

I just hope our heroine/muse is not offended...
 

Me too. If she is, I will delete it all and send her, like, a gift certificate to Poppadeaux's, because she is one of my favorite writers these days.
 

Why the insults to Greek Restaurants- they are part of what makes America great! The immigrant spirit- serving up fresh food to hungry people such as yourself, Ms. Tyd- or would you rather make delicious Greek salad for yourself, as well as be your own short-order cook! Additionally, those Greek restaurant owners now send their sons to some sort of Professional school, which keeps the owner of this blog employed! Next time you go in a Greek restaurant, you should silently humm to yourself "God bless America", as you chow down on your Athenian Chicken and Spartan Pork Chops. The flaming brandy is a well known risk of Greek restaurants- and I have never personally seen anyone set on fire while dining with my family.
P.S. The best places are the ones with a restaurant combined with a bakery.
 

I love greek restaurants! There are lots of them in Detroit, which in fact has an entire Greektown area full of them. I figured Tyd would identify with that. It used to be a little dicey down there, thus the running to the car reference...
 

I have to admit that since college, I have never appreciated Greek restaurants, seeing as every eating establishment in Williamsburg was owned by surly Greeks who didn't trust a bunch of low tipping, beer drinking, messy eating, and unruly college students. (wonder why?) That and my Freshman roommate was Greek and his Dad once said, in my presence, "Aris, just because you live with a pig, you don't have to become one." Heck, the bed was made, the stereo was off and my clothes were put away. It was just that I had lots of books and papers and LPs and things on my desk.. and the bed... and the floor. Even so, the guy was a jerk and his son wasn't much better.

I do like Ouzo though.
 

note to TT and Prof Osler... Naturally, the guy became a Moke.
 

It is good to hear you enjoy Ouzo. Try enjoying more fine cultural contributions of Greek people, such as democracy, the rule of law (gives you a job), etc. See, my Big Fat Greek Wedding was right- everything can be traced back to Greece! (joke)
 

I really like greek food. And, you know, democracy.
 

My dissertation advisor for my PhD in Spanish was from Greece. And a good thing too, given all those gifts...
 

NO!!!!!!! Not on Hiatus but our internet was out for a few days.. it SUCKED!!!!! but I am BACK!!!!! I guess somebody cut some wire or hit something or something...

Walleye: Coney Islands are AWESOME. They totally need one in WACO.

IPLAW: GAWD you are RIGHT I REALLY DO write like this!!!! ANd here I thought no one was reading!!!!!!

No it is an Expedidtion Giant, ugly and blue.. IT has grey leather interior and it get 9 gallons to the mile and its about three stories high. It SUUUCKS. Spencer pronounces it Ex-addition

I am NOT offended... the internet died. But I did NOT have time to worry about the internet because my father in law killed the garbage disposal. The inlaws are gone now. We put them on the plane yesterday.


GREEK FOOD IS AWESOME YOu cannot consider yourself from Detroit unless you have done that CHeese on fire OPA!!!!! thing in Greektown and eaten one of those forty pound pizzas down there at least once....

I totally miss Greek food. I love that one thing that stuff I cannot remember the name of Pastitsio or Moussaka or something and I love that lemon soup and I really l love that really sweet red wine...I think it is called Mavrodaphne..


Seriously I think you are all CRAZY!!!! but I swear to you I KUST GOT the internet back like 30 minutes ago!!! The guy in the orange vest with the toolbelt JUST LEFT our house.

You are all sooo crazy. Spencer got a Spiderman Slip and Slide for his birthday, and Bill taught him how to use it yesterday but he will not like dive down and slide on it, so he just like runs across it. SO then Bill had to show him by like throwing him down it, which was like SPENCER BOWLING and he loved it but then he was like "DO IT AGAIN!!! AGAIN!!! AGAIN!!!! It was 76 here yesterday and it is going to be 80 today can you believe it?

SO what IS my favorite restaurant??? Hmmm. Well I think I would have a different course at every place.

For the drinks It owuld be this one frozen Mango Margarita at Red RObin, as I am a GIrl Drink Drunk. Then Oysters on the half shell, then a Caesar's fantasy salad at Giorgio's San Jose, THen I once had this great lobster tomato bisque at a Morton's - that was pretty great... THen a Greek main course from like any place in greek town, OR maybe some great BBQ ribs from this place called Armadillo WIlly's in San Jose - OR some Chinese food from this place Madarin Gourmet in San Jose... then Stouffer's Spinach souffle, which for some reason I love, and then for dessert? Hmmm Maybe a Napolean from Josef's in GP, OR some Haagen Dasz Coffee ice cream,

ANd then maybe an EKG and a defibrillator...

I MISSED YOU GUYS!!! I am BAAAACK. GAWD without the internet I could not even obsess about back splash tiles.... I had to watch COURT TV!!!!!
 

Ha! Finally, I win an Osler! Maybe I can't write Haiku, but now I have found my Ouevre.
 

That reminds me. I have to call Habib.

He has so much PASSION for his work. Maybe I should make ceramic tiles and sell them. But then I would need a kiln I guess. Can you have a KILN in your house? Maybe in the back yard? I took ceramics at summer camp. I have a theory that all the stuff you loved to do when you were younger? Like for me it was ceramics and sculpture and being in plays and writing and like well, ok planning my wedding to Thom Benedict - This is what you are supposed to do when you are older for money to be happy in your job.

Maybe I should do all that stuff.

BY the way.. I am so glad you all so enjoy my crazy stream of consciousness writing. WOuld you believe I have nor formal training??? HAHAHAHAH DUH!!!!
 

My grandmother had a kiln growing up in Kasota, Minnesota. The owners of the house have told my Dad that it's still there.

She and her mom, my Great Grandmother, who was named Effie, used to buy "blank" plates and bowls and cups, paint them and then stick them in the kiln and bake the colors into the plates. My parents still have many of these hand painted pieces. They're very pretty.
 

My Grandma did ceramics too. I still have a lot of her things. I love clay.