SDCHC COOKS! Err... sort of.

Some time last week, L and I decided that we would start making food that we could freeze, take out of the freezer at will, and take to work. After a couple of days of waffling and not going to the grocery store, we finally went.

Now, neither of us are really cooks. L has the family lasagna recipe, I bummed the recipe for chimichanga beef off my dad a few weeks ago. So it's been kind of a struggle for us not to live off microwave dinners.

So last night, we finally started cooking. Or rather, L fired up the crock pot, threw some chicken breasts in, and made this recipe.

This morning I took it out, packaged it up, and brought some to work with me. And sweet, sweet lord, this chicken melted in my mouth like BUTTER. It is INCREDIBLE.

Try it sometime. Extra Worchestershire sauce, if you please.

you suck your headphones suck your taste in music sucks.

Recall, if you will, my post about the woman with the extra loud headphones. One would think that, in an area as densely populated as DC is, it would be highly unlikely that you'd see the same people over and over.

I, however, know that this is not true. When I used to ride the train from Greenbelt, I saw the same woman putting on her makeup, every single day. I would see the same NFL-employed man. As it is, riding from New Carrollton, I see the same vehicles and tend to end up in the elevators with the same people at least a couple days a week.

LoudHeadphoneGirl was on my train again this morning. I in a sideways seat, she in the second row of forward facing seats. Her music, just as loud and clear as if it were coming from my very own iPod.

Only, not from my very own iPod, because I wouldn't be caught dead listening to generically bad r&b. (Generically bad pop-punk, yes, but r&b? I don't even enjoy the good stuff that much, I'm really not going to listen to the garbage!)

And yes, a woman managed to get her to turn it down with a mere look.

WMATA & riders FAIL AT LIFE.

Ahhh, WMATA. I have so much hate for your metro system. But this is totally not entirely your fault, I promise.

I see this every day. I ride the orange line from New Carrollton station into DC five days a week. And when I am leaving the parking structure, there are three lanes in which you can pay. Two that you must pay with your SmarTrip card, and one that you can pay with a credit card.

There is always some dipshit having to back out of one of the SmarTrip lanes, or having to get out of his/her vehicle to walk over to the other lane to pay. Or to find out what to do.

Now, this is the Metro-dedicated parking structure. What I don't get is that it says THESE LANES SMARTRIP ONLY. NO CASH, NO CREDIT. And yet...

Is it because you don't know how much money you have on your card? You do know that every time you scan it at the gate to pay your fare, it shows you how much is on the card, right? And assuming you take the same commute every day, wouldn't you know when you need to recharge it? I mean, I've got the second-worst memory known to man (my roommate's is the only one worse!) and I've never had to back out of that lane. Why are you an idiot?



This morning on the train, a woman a seat in front of me and across the aisle had her headphones up so loud the man sitting next to her was plugging his ear. It was so loud that I could hear every single word sung loud and clear, across the crowded train. The woman next to me was rolling her eyes. The woman sitting in front of this woman actually turned around and went "it's a little loud, don't you think?"

I don't understand this. I mean, I like my music loud but honestly? I know better than to inflict what I'm listening to on the people around me. (Unless I've had a really bad day, then I don't care, but I don't think I could ever listen to my headphones quite that loudly.)

Strangely enough, it's always rap/shitty r&b/Beyonce.
I feel like that's probably telling.

The worse the taste in music, the louder it has to be?

lawyers suing dead metro train operator? gtfo of here.

In response to this article on DCist:

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE? How are they seriously going to sue poor, dead Jeanice McMillan for their hurt backs when the woman a) tried to push the emergency stop button and b) SHE DIED?

They should be grateful that they have their lives when this poor woman lost hers -- trying to save them, and the EIGHT OTHER PEOPLE THAT DIED, no less.


Suing WMATA is another story, however. What was the "situation" at Eastern Market yesterday, anyway? Another death? Suicide jumper? That's what it was last Monday. That'd make it three Mondays in a row, WMATA, and I am not surprised in the least.


Also, you know you're in a pretty icky situation when you step off the train and the platform is about 20 degrees cooler than the train ever thought about being. Mmm, 1000-series cars with non-working air-conditioning. I was gross before I ever got to work.

maryland is clearly retarded.

Yesterday evening, I was driving home along the beltway. The time is approximately 6:30PM. Traffic, West-bound on the Beltway is usually not all that bad on Tuesday evenings (compared to, say, a Friday evening). We drove along swimmingly.

Suddenly, traffic slows to almost a stop. And I am like, "what the fuck is the problem here, we were moving fine!"

Then a raindrop hits my windshield, and the planets align and I understand the truth of the matter:

Maryland drivers are idiots.



EDIT:
Further members of the SDCHC would like to clarify:

L: NOT ALL MARYLAND DRIVERS!
L: I LOOOOOOOONG TO DRIVE LIKE A NORMAL PERSON IN THE RAIN
L: IT'S ALL THE OTHER ASSHOLES WHO WON'T LET ME

Consider me chastised.