Two down...

Just finished the holiday "parties" for OHSU and Ken's work. A potluck and comedy club, respectively. Fun but awkward, as most work parties seem to be. Strangely enough, the first comic reminded us of a mix between Karl Newell and Ryan Buff... if you can ever imagine it.

Happy the weekend is here. Think we'll go easy on the painting. Maybe do a little holiday decorating or something that at least makes these two days feel like a weekend. Still haven't found the main part to our espresso machine; I put it in a safe place, apparently. Could make regular coffee, but weekends are for treating yourself. Aw shucks, guess I'll have to make it down to Crema, a little cafe three doors down (literally) that makes it to the top three in 'best lattes I've ever tasted'.

It just tastes so good when it touches your lips.

Will Farrell probably wasn't quite thinking of frothy milk, but maybe he hadn't tasted the sweet nectar from this little place that fashions hearts or trees into the frothed tops. It's no Tartine Bakery, but Rachel would go nuts for this place.

Also, looks like I've met my match in the retarded crafts department. Our department had a holiday ornament competition using recycled lab/office products. One girl thermoformed serological pipets into the runners of an extensive 'lab-ware' sled. I was very jealous. My idea of a christmas tree 'snow-globe' fashioned out of a petri-dish and pipet tips would have gotten crushed. Think, Kristen, think... we have 365 more days until next year's bid for glory.