I’m getting AT&T’s U-verse installed today, so my land line is going away for ever. If you have that in your address book, please delete it. If you don’t know my cell phone number, send me an e-mail and I’ll shoot it over to you. My business contact info and personal e-mail address remain the same!

I’m keeping my fingers crossed that all goes well with the installation; the tech is coming in and out of the house, saying things like “I’m having trouble finding the signal. But don’t worry.” Who, me worried? At least I’ve got a broadband wireless card from the office.

So, getting dressed at the gym this morning, I pull out my socks and discover that one has an argyle pattern and one has a striped pattern. At least they are both black on black, so I’m hoping no one will notice. But in the meantime, it makes me giggle.

So, I got a new match on e-Harmony today and when I went to check out the guy’s profile, the first question, “The one thing [name omitted] is most passionate about:” was answered with “Im passionate about my sexual relationship and sexual intercourse.”

Is that really the first thing you want to tell people? (Nevermind the apostrophe missing in “I’m” which speaks volumes to the copy editor in me.)

Then again, maybe I’d have better luck if I started introducing myself to everyone as “Hi, I’m Beth. I like sex.” Question is, is it the kind of luck I am looking for?

So this evening I joined my friend Ashley at Sushi on the Rocks (SOTR) in downtown Indy. She’s trying all the sushi restaurants in Indy in search of an avocado roll to match up to the best ones she’s ever had, at a restaurant they visit in Hilton Head whenever they are there. I’ve been wanting to get a little more adventuresome with my sushi (so far, I’m a big fan of California rolls), so I was game to join her. We started with some delicious edamame (after she told me not to eat the pods like I do with sugar snap peas) and then had a delicious plate of sushi rolls delivered. Ash is a vegetarian, so she had avocado and cucumber rolls, while I tried tuna rolls, the New York roll (shrimp, cucumber and avocado) and the dynomite roll — a delicious roll of shrimp, crab, avocado and cucumber deep fried (well, no wonder I liked it!) and served with three spicy sauces. It was delish!

We had a great time gossiping and catching up, and the sushi was great. I’m glad it’s only a few blocks from my office — the next time I’m thinking sushi, I’ll be sure to stop by there! And the tuna roll was great, so maybe I’m ready to graduate to some nigiri sushi, the larger hunks of raw fish not disguised in rice and seaweed wraps.

At the end, my brain got momentarily confused — at my favorite Greek restaurant, everyone is encouraged to shout Opa! whenever the flaming cheese (saganaki) is served. Of course, no one embraces this as heartily as I do — I love going with Robyn or Ellen who are borderline mortified by my enthusiasm. So, as Ashley and I were wrapping up our sushi dinner, a chef set something on fire at the sushi bar, and my brain shouted OPA! Luckily, my mouth was a beat behind and the “abort! abort!” message reached my mouth before I could make a fool of myself.

I am sure that a great deal of research went into determining the following. Thanks to John Snavley, one of the funniest guys I know, for sharing!

THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Innovative
2. Preliminary
3. Proliferation
4. Cinnamon

THINGS THAT ARE VERY  DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. Specificity
2. Anti-constitutionalistically
3. Passive-aggressive disorder
4. Transubstantiate

THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK:
1. No thanks, I’m married.
2. Nope, no more booze for me!
3. Sorry, but you’re not really my type.
4. Taco Bell ?  No thanks, I’m not hungry.
5. Good evening, officer. Isn’t it lovely out tonight?
6. Oh, I couldn’t! No one wants to hear me sing karaoke.
7. I’m not interested in fighting you.
8. Thank you, but I won’t make any attempt to dance, I have no coordination. I’d hate to look like a fool!
9. Where is the nearest bathroom? I refuse to pee in this parking lot or on the side of the road.
10. I must be going home now, as I have to work in the morning.

I got my convertible four years ago this month, and I have managed to drive it with the top down at least one day every month (except January 2008 when it just never got nice). My rule is usually 50 degrees with no precip. If you bundle up, turn on the bun warmers and blast the heater, it’s quite enjoyable, and the fresh air in February is exhilarating.

The last three days in Indy have been positively perfect for topless driving — blue skies, bright sunshine and gorgeous leaf colors on the trees. It’s the kind of weather that makes me happy to be alive. So far, I can’t see a down side to global warming! (Kidding!)

Look for a post soon all about my adventures in orienteering at Eagle Creek Park yesterday. It was a blast! I’m waiting on a photo or two from our guide…

So, I was very confused this morning when I woke up, felt pretty wide awake and was surprised that it was 1 a.m. Yesterday I woke up around 3:30 and couldn’t fall back asleep, so I was frustrated that it appeared to be happening again. But when I checked my phone, it said 5:02 a.m., which is my normal waking hour. I couldn’t figure out what had happened, until I got downstairs and saw that the oven and microwave were both blinking. Apparently, my house lost power at some point.

I just wish it had happened tomorrow, so that I could just reset everything for the new “fall back” time. How frustrating to have to do it twice!