Jefke.com

well if i believe wordpress, this is my 800th post. crazy.

thanks for all yer support.

so yeah, what about this layout for the site? clean–plain, simple, very very white. and yeah i know. red. i was gonna try and change it to the jefke blue, but i duno, maybe 800+ requires a change, something new, different, err red. still need to get angry man up in the header–it’s all the css stuff for layouts, floating images here or there, blah blah blah, what’s wrong with tables? put an image here, it doesn’t move…good shit. ok dont’ answer that.

right

so on friday, i had to go to the big client in DC for a big project kickoff-ish meeting. natty and i made plans for her and the capt to come down and meet me after work for tapas at a resturant right near the client’s. well best laid plans of mice and jefke’s. so as it happens with a baby, natty got a late start–not a big deal, i resolved myself to getting a coupla beers at the resturant while she did soem shopping at her beloved lush but then she hit traffic, so we decided it woudl be better for me to take a cab over to the store and meet her there. so i did.

now dc has this weird cab system where they dont’ have meters, and they charge you by how many zones you drive through to get to where you want to go. since i didnt’ know where i was, or where i was going we could have gone through 20 zones and i’d never know, but in the end, the ride was 9 bucks, so i guess the guy didnt’ rip me off too much.

so when i got to the store i called natty and she was still in traffic, so i found a little resturant and got my beer. as i sat there a young couple came in, the male in a suit, the chick not in err working clothes i guess you could say. at first i couldn’t figure out of they were an established couple or a soon to be couple on a date. the dood ordered wine for both of them as they sat down at the bar. he then went in to some dramatic story of how he was talkign to another chick about hanging out over their christmas vacation back in california…i was left to assume that he was from california. apparenlty this other chick blew him off, and it ‘really hurt me, you know?’

it was at this point i relized that i:

1. never leave the house
2. am never around people younger than me
3. never go to bars anymore
4. never have the change to blatantly evesdrop on other people’s conversations.

so at any rate i really couldn’t tell at this point if they were a couple or not, it seemed weird for him to be talking about the one chick to this chick. really i was this invested in this.

so he pretty much chugged his glass of wine, and it was starting to go to work on him, b/c out of the corner of my eye, i could see him leaning in on the chick, putting his arm around the back of her chair and shit. it was classic. so then he got on to talking about work. i assume he’s involved in the whole dc politics thing, he was whining about how he can’t move up where ever he is b/c he has no experience, and with no experience he can’t get any experience. i chuckled. well to myself, and realized i know have like 8 years of experience at what i do, and i don’t remember how i ever got any experience. weird.

then natty arrived with the capt, and i got to be mr dad with him while she went and did her shopping. i got him in a good mood and everything and sorta looked like a good father, well except for the fact that i was babysitting my kid in a bar with a beer in front of me. but what the hell, i lived in europe, they do it all the time.  It’s funny how people will jsut come out and ask you questions when you’re holding a baby. i got know another couple that had come in and were getting drinks. they have a 2 year old. he didn’t sleep through the night for along time…shit like that. very strange.  after a while the resturant got more crowded, the capt got antsy and somem old dood lit up a cigarette, so it was time to get out of there. before i did though, i made sure that the capt worked his magic on the chick from the semi date couple. I dunno know why, i just like going around causing the “so when do you want to have kids” conversations between young men and their female counterparts. it’s funny to me, mwhaahah.

so we went out ot meet natty, and she came out of the store and we all went searching for a place to eat. now we were on M street in georgetown, which i thinkis pretty much a tourist street, so you have to imagine that if we had the time and the knowhow we could get food that would be 2x’s better for 1/2 x’s the price if we ventured 2 streets off the main drag. but neither of us were in the mood to go exploring.

so we wandered up and down the street and finally decided on a place called nathan’s (get it?) they had a bar half and a resturant half, as we walked in ot the resturant it was like i stepped into 1983. to my right was an older couple, the man wearing a striped shirt and a blue blazer, the woman a sweater with a broach (jewlery thingy..you know what i mean) on the left was a table of young women, i thought they were like 18, but i guess they were over 21…all dressed in variou pastel button down polo (style and the brand) shirts, with headbands (err not the basketball kind but the hold your hair back kind)–it was very very circa ‘preppy handbook’ there was set of parents that had their awkward 14 year old son with completely early 80′s hair on top of the ear haircut, over the other way. it freaked me out a bit.

shit this is getting long.

so anyway we ordered food, the capt got fussy so we got the food to go, at one point we noticed that every booth/table had a black and white print of some politician not being polictical, so for example, above oru booth was a pic of dick cheney, in 1976, in a bumper car-with perhaps the most evil look i’ve never seen, as he must have or was just about to, slam the shit out of some 8 year old. i took a shot with the camera phone but you can’t really tell who it is. it was downright freaky. there he is, in what looks like it was a nut brown polyester suit, with some sort of ‘kill the commies’ pin on his lapel, about to smash the shit out of someone in a bumper car. it freaked me out so much i had a nightmare lastnight. is cheney the dream police?

ok more later.