Friend-cut to Haircut

One of my girlfriends is a hairdresser who works at a fancy salon called Charles Worthington. She's got a bit of attitude, but I appreciate her sassy nature. The other new buddy is a financial analyst for Seymour Pierce and he is very quirky, yet intelligent (ie. amazing nerd boy). I enjoy spending time with both individuals, but not everyone shares my perspective. As I meet new people and create a social circle, I'm realizing that some of my new friends don't exactly get along.

A few weeks ago a group of us went out for dinner. Nerd boy and the hairdresser met and immediately displayed a deep disdain for each other. They avoid eye contact and limit interaction after a few unpleasant conversational run-ins. It was a little uncomfortable for me, but here's the funny part. On my way home, nerd boy has this to say about the hairdresser...

Yeah, you can give me a haircut 

(motions towards his lower anatomy)
And make it an Afro bitch! 

All this from a published oil and gas financial analyst.
Too funny!

Shrove Tuesday

It's pancake day!

I arrived at my first Shrove Tuesday Pancake Party at a friend's flat in Notting Hill. The copious amounts of champagne, orange juice and syrup I consumed were simply lubricant for the stacks of fluffy pancakes I devoured. A man actually approached me to ask me about my per minute pancake intake! Here's a list of the pancakes I ate:

Lemon and sugar

Butter and syrup

Berries and syrup

Plain Crepes
Nutella

Syrup

Bacon

The party was packed with people who were somehow associated with the London 2012 Olympic Games. Some worked directly for the IOC, while others worked for associated vendors. Since they all move with the Olympics to each host city, this entire group of people have worked, traveled and socialized together for years. They were a fun bunch. I guess they'd have to be to distract me from my pancakes!

I hardly even realized that the occasion was considered a last feast where ingredients such as sugar, fat and eggs could be easily finished as their consumption would be restricted during the ritual fasting associated with Lent.

On my way home, I noticed that I had syrup in my hair and on my forearm. Champagne keeps a look like that classy.

Tequila or Teat?

Ever cringed after doing a salty tequila shot? Rest assured that you're not alone. Apparently, our horrible experiences stem from the fact that most of us are not doing it right. 

My newest friend in London is a tequila connoisseur. She has lived here for nearly 6 years and is originally from California. She's drank so many varieties of tequila and has such an appreciation for the beverage that she swears her mother must have offered tequila over the teat in her formative years! 

So from the expert, here's the correct recipe for a tequila shot that is sure to please...

INGREDIENTS

Cinnamon
Orange

Tequila 

In place of salt, spice the tongue with cinnamon. Follow with a nice tequila like Partida or El Tesoro. Finish with a slice of orange.

REPEAT.

Mathcore

So a girl walks into a pub. She's startled by an obnoxious assault of noise. The sheer battery on her ears came from a band rocking out with eyes shut and nostrils flaring. Confident that there was a technical glitch, she asked the band to do a sound check. At which point, the guitarist introduced her to Mathcore. 

Mathcore is characterized by unusual time signatures, rhythmically complex instrumentation and punctuated staccato. Plus, the vocals are screamed. It uses algebra to demonstrate the technical aspect of the music and is quite an accomplishment for metal-geeks. For the rest of us, it's unpleasant, loud and kinda scary.

The girl walked home that night somewhat saddened after having heard the sound of evil.