I am nerding up my own spring break. I can't believe it. (Okay, I can.)
Diet Dr. Pepper and rice pudding...these are my study fuels of choice. Break is almost over, I'm almost 5 pounds heavier and still have more work to do. A LOT more.
Quals are Monday, 2pm. I've got at least two knots forming in my neck and back and I'm almost out of rice pudding. I *would* $#!t a brick, but there's just no time. Also, all these simple carbs can't be helping.
Does anyone remember that episode of Family Ties where Alex gets speed from Mallory to study? Don't worry, Mamar and Daddy...I'm not gonna go that route. I'm just sayin' that I am about to become incredibly caffeinated and sugared on soda.
...is this piddly little chicken salad is no match for the single glass of wine I decided to drink with it. Holy cow, looks like my study break will be slightly extended. Otherwise, my notes are about to get *really* interesting.
Anyway, the real reason I'm posting is because, in the course of cooking up the tasty-tasty chicken for the salad, I rediscovered an album I haven't listened to in about six years:
It's neither his best, nor my favorite, but it is still A-OK. (And what a wacky video, eh?)
P.S. Music always alwaysalways makes cooking better. P.P.S. Chris Isaak = dreamboat (been the case since I was 15). P.P.P.S. I'm not sure when this blog turned the corner from triathlon- to musicky-blog, but whattaya gonna do?