The Visible Woman...November 1, 2003

More and more, I like to stand outside big events. I actively hide from 'the big game' or 'the big Halloween night on Sixth Street.' It takes a real big deal to make me want to brave crowds.

Last night some young people were sitting next to us in the restaurant. They were going to go later to Sixth Street and one guy was going to go dressed as a pimp.

I was intentionally far away from Sixth Street and today I won't willingly be near the stadium for 'the big game.' (UT vs. Nebraska).

It's not that I don't like to be out, see people, have fun. But when the numbers start to climb into the thousands, I get a little queasy. I'll brave this feeling for the right event, of course.

Should it come along. But not Halloween on Sixth Street or a UT Football game.

When I finished my workout today I was completely alone in the gym except for people who work there. The football game played on two screens. I walked by the desk and said to the attendant, "I guess everyone is at the game except you and me."

In the evening we went to Fonda. Football celebrants were jammed in everywhere. We had a table for six reserved but were early. We had trouble staying out of people's way including the waiters. We finally got a bar table and then a real one. The place was still crazy but we were sitting, being waited on. It was fine.

Don't like crowds, that's me. I don't really follow the herd. I did buy a lottery ticket today, though. Just to see about the luck thing. Five quick picks. Me and zillions of other hopeful Texans. I don't usually do this. [Ed. note: Should have bought this yesterday during that brief pocket of luck....you didn't get even three bucks. You got two numbers max. You put some money in the pocket of a convenience store owner, some possibly shady lottery operator and the state. Just so you know.]

altar to the dead at Fonda San Miguel "I am the poeple--the mob--the crowd--the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done through me." Carl Sandburg, I Am the Poeple, the Mob, 1916	avoid the crowds More and more, I like to stand outside big events. I actively hide from 'the big game' or 'the big Halloween night on Sixth Street.' It takes a real big deal to make me want to brave crowds. Last night some young people were sitting next to us in the restaurant. They were going to go later to Sixth Street and one guy was going to go dressed as a pimp. I was intentionally far away from Sixth Street and today I won't willingly be near the stadium for 'the big game.' (UT vs. Nebraska). It's not that I don't like to be out, see people, have fun. But when the numbers start to climb into the thousands, I get a little queasy. I'll brave this feeling for the right event, of course. Should it come along. But not Halloween on Sixth Street or a UT Football game. When I finished my workout today I was completely alone in the gym except for people who work there. The football game played on two screens. I walked by the desk and said to the attendant, "I guess everyone is at the game except you and me." In the evening we went to Fonda. Football celebrants were jammed in everywhere. We had a table for six reserved but were early. We had trouble staying out of people's way including the waiters. We finally got a bar table and then a real one. The place was still crazy but we were sitting, being waited on. It was fine. Don't like crowds, that's me. I don't really follow the herd. I did buy a lottery ticket today, though. Just to see about the luck thing. Five quick picks. Me and zillions of other hopeful Texans. I don't usually do this. [Ed. note: Should have bought this yesterday during that brief pocket of luck....you didn't get even three bucks. You got two numbers max. You put some money in the pocket of a convenience store owner, some possibly shady lottery operator and the state. Just so you know.]
JUST TYPING Crowds may cheer. But never fear They also jeer. And rarely hear What is intended Or recommended.
		Food Diary. *breakfast* nothing *lunch* leftover chicken, rice, scalloped potatoes and green beans a small piece of hard salami a little cheese a mini Snickers (only 95 calories) *snacks* about an ounce of cheddar cheese, ten little carrot pieces formed in uniform size, a mini Snickers dinner [Fonda San Miguel] margarita, up with salt several glasses of Valpocelli chips, salsa spinach salad carne asada with a cheese enchilada mole, guacamole, napolito salad a cookie Today I didn't - eat a second one of those Snickers bars with lunch (only to eat it later) - eat the black beans on my carne asada plate - eat adulterated beef...Fonda uses Niman Ranch hormone-free beef - do a very good job of eating!
		Time flies.... I got up late (eight o'clock) and fooled around for two hours drinking coffee, e-mailing, looking stuff up and finishing my journal and starting a new month. Then I was read to go to the gym when I picked up a phone message that was from someone who was sitting in front of the building and wanted to see it. Spent some time showing a young doctor and his wife around and then finally went to the gym. When I got home from the gym, I showered up and ate lunch and thought I would get my office straight but, instead, I spent several hours fixing up the cookbook page on the Fonda San Miguel WEB site (I am so frame stupid...I hate frames!) After I was finished with that, I should have worked on the budget or something but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I just sat around reading and snacking until time to go out to dinner. And, after a late dinner with alcohol, lounging in my chair and dozing and bed sounded good.

		Reading. Read Paris in Mind ed. by Jennifer Lee in gym.
		nada except what you are looking at
		Exercise recumbent bike...thirty-two mintues treadmill for twenty minutes some abs and stretches
	.	100/56 86 (is this thing working?) Physically I have no complaints.
	It's a Tangled Web we weave...these days of our lives.	One year ago "A dog somewhere in the place keeps yelping like someone is stepping on him. Usually dogs in bars her are quiet." Two years ago "At the table next to me a couple of guys talked about selling software. 'The difference is minimizing risk.' 'We have to err on the side of caution.' Yeah. Things have changed in the last eighteen months."