My Buns Have No Seeds

Last night, we went to dinner at McDonald's. I know, classy five-star meal but I was jonesing for a Big Mac. (And for all you people that are going to try and tell me that McDonald's is the devil, STFU, on rare occasions, I need my Golden Arches fix!)

So last night we went to dinner. And I say went to dinner like it was fancy. And it was because we decided to go inside and eat, in the fancy new dining room that the local McD's has unveiled. And we do this because trying to eat a Big Mac while driving is a no-no. Trust me! (Though I have mastered the art of eating french fries while driving - Ea-ZEEE!)

We're thinking, fancy new dining room. Cool! We place our order after waiting about five minutes for the one girl behind the counter to finish filling the mini-fridge up with salads and fruit cups. This was after the other girl kept eyeing us up like we weren't supposed to be there and how dare we come into McDonald's *gasp* to ORDER FOOD *GASP!*

No big deal though. We weren't in a hurry and I wasn't in a bad mood so I could overlook that. We ordered and while Steve waited for the food, I filled my drinks, grabbed some condiments and searched for a place to sit.

I picked a booth by the window because it was close and because, well, the ketchup squirter was within a short vicinity and for Steve, who likes ketchup immensely, that might be a perk. That and it was the first place I laid eyes on so whatever, I'm not picky.

Here's where it gets fun. I drop my purse and slide into the booth. And I'm sitting there, with the table pretty much on my lap and I'm having a mini-panic attack because I am NOT FITTING IN THIS BOOTH!

Now, I'm not a stick-thin skinny girl but I'm not fat either. I'm average size. And I am NOT fitting! The edge of the table was poking into my stomach, or rather, my ovaries since that's how low it was. And Steve walks over and I look up at him and say, "We might want to move. I don't know if we're going to fit!"

And his eyes grow wide, like he can't believe what he's hearing. Like I was trying to make some fat joke. Because we were eating at McDonald's, you know. Because Steve is not overweight either. Steve is muscular and built very solid. And if I wasn't fitting, I'm not sure he would fit either.

But he slides in and the first thing he says was "Oh my!". I was right. It was kind of a tight squeeze. But we were seated and hungry and could deal with it. That, and I removed my jacket, so that helped.

So we're eating and then a woman walks up to slide into the booth behind me and her boyfriend is like "We don't want to sit there! Seriously, sit down and check it out!"

And Steve chimes in "I know, right?" and she sits down and says "Oh my!" and she was a skinny bitch herself.

So the guy says something about how they used the old hardware for that section instead of ripping it up and putting new ones in. And he goes on to say that our side of the restaurant should have a sign that says "Under 32 inch waist" and the rest should have "Over 32 inch waist". Because apparently, the rest of the restaurant was fine. We just picked the stick thin people side.

And I'm thinking, who is this guy that knows so much more about McDonald's than we do. Then I see the little gold M on his shirt and realize he works there. Ah-ha!

But seriously, how are you going to put skinny people tables in McDonald's? Kind of defeats the point huh?

On another note, I decided at 11:00pm the other night that I'd try and reorganize my iPod. Not just going through and deleting stuff. But serious reorganization thanks to some articles I found on LifeHacker. This meant bringing all my music off the iPod. Running it through a program called mp3Gain, which optimizes the sound levels to make sure they all run at the same volume, so you're not blasted by the next song after listening to a quiet song. Then it meant using another brilliant program called Media Monkey to fix all the ID3 tags and add release dates and genres.

Needless to say, this wasn't a very brilliant idea to try and do that late. It ended up turning into a two night process and I have yet to reimport all that music back onto the iPod. But it seemed to work out fine and when I get it done, I'll have nicely categorized library with tracks that sound so much better than they did.

The next step is get mp3 copies of the m4a files that couldn't be converted. Or convert them and then run them throug the whole process. Ideally, I'd like to take my entire CD collection and rip them then optimize the files and add them to the iPod. But that's going to take some time considering the collection is quite extensive.

But that one of my many goals for this year. At least I'm getting something done though.

Other than that, not much has been happening. Still working, still playing XBox, still loving my shows. We're going to have a busy spring with a bunch of people visiting so that's something to look forward to.

And wow, about Anna Nicole Smith dying? I wonder if it has anything to do with that TrimSpa she was taking. If that is even a remote cause, I smell lawsuits.

Until later!