First off, porkiness is not a word.  In case you were unaware.  Don’t go flaunting it in front of your friends.  They will not be impressed.

More importantly, let’s get to the meat of this post.  Bad pun intended.  I love barbecue.  Not in a normal way, like “Oh, I really enjoy ribs from the Sizzler.”  In a way that I crave bbq and will go out of my way for it. 

The paternal side of my family is pure Southern (North Carolina/Virginia), so vinegar-based sauce runs through my veins.  I do enjoy some tomato-based sauces, particularly Kansas City-style.  Not so much Texas-style (and really, I don’t like anything from Texas). 

A couple of my favorite Denver BBQ joints:

Famous Dave’s- This chain has really delicious meats (try the ribs) and several sauces to choose from, plus the prices are pretty reasonable for giant, belly-expanding plates of food.

Brickyard BBQ- On the edge of the Highlands neighborhood, this little restaurant serves great ribs, huge sides and fresh Kool-Aid. 

There are still a couple of places I need to try, particularly Yazoo BBQ Co on Broadway.  Any other suggestions are always welcome.

Lastly, if you want to try some of that delicious NC style BBQ, order some up from http://www.kingsbbq.com/

I am completely desperate for a vacation.  I love travelling, and it’s basically all I would do if I became incredibly wealthy.  I come back from one trip and start preparing for the next one.  It’s one of the better traits I inherited from my father, who has seen a large chunk of the world, including some pretty cool, exotic places (such as living in Ethiopia for awhile). 

It also makes me a bit neurotic at times, because I’m a total obsesser.  As such, it’s driving me crazy that I don’t have any travel plans right now.  In the last year, I took two long-weekend trips- one to Seattle and one to Las Vegas.  I am so ready for a real, extended VACATION.  My problem though, is that I can’t decide where to go.  I can’t afford most of the places in my Top 10, at least not for awhile.  I suppose if I waited til summer, I might be able to afford a bigger, better trip but I need to go.  SOON!

Places I’m considering: 

NYC- Still can’t believe I haven’t been here yet.  It’s like mecca for a city-lover such as myself, but I’m also afraid that if I go it will turn into that place I obsess about moving to.  I did that with London for a good 5 years.

London- 3rd time’s a charm.  I love this city with my whole being.  I feel like I belong here.

Japan- Specifically Tokyo and Osaka.  I love all the ridiculous cutesy stuff of Japanese pop-culture.  Who doesn’t?  Plus, Osaka is basically the eating capital of the world.  It’s a must-experience.

Seattle- This city blew me away, and I would not mind going back at all.  We had an amazing time there, and I actually really enjoy rainy weather.

Anyway, I’ll keep checking hotwire for deals and see where I end up… I suppose it gives me something to do anyway.

Am I the only one who is actually put in a worse mood by overly happy people? 

 It’s wrong for people to be OMG-excited at 8:30 on a Thursday morning AT WORK.  My head is about to explode.  I’ll make sure it is in some unnamed coworker’s general direction.

I don’t know why I always thought it would be awesome to have a cubicle.  I remember the progression to this level and the various exciting moments of my career life- I’ve got my own computer!  My own phone line!  A business card!  A desk!  And now… a cubicle!  With 2 of my very own windows! 

Yet, my magical cubicle is somehow not fulfilling me.  How can it be so?  I’ve got a plant, dammit!

 It has become clear to me after 6 years of major-switching followed by 4 years of career-switching that I need some serious direction.  My current job is definitely not what I want to do with my life.  The pay is decent, the boss is the best I could hope for, and the coworkers are good.  It’s just not for me. 

I’m hoping to find “my calling” by taking a class through a local education emporium (for lack of a better term).  Supposedly, for 150 bucks and 9 hours of my life, the class will guide me towards the right career. 

 I really hope I don’t have to be a coal miner or a grave digger.