Side A

F.Y.I. A Lady named Jessica Thinks.

Pets
need a spa
installed, immeadiately.
Nobody is having a very good time
on the Baggie Stroll.

Scar tissue is a before issue of pain. BLOCKED NOW!

Ladies Clean yo pocket w/ Hydrogen peroxide.
Rinse 3X w/ H2O. Mom smells the lump
of fertility. Yes, life is good! [drawing of a face] All, wipe w/
Hydrogen peroxide splashes! (Just stay out of
yo bottom w/ it b/c it empties you out,
Continuously!)
bloody

Drunk means you need a spa bathroom.

CASH should be beautiful and scratch ‘n sniff
deliciousness, or else what’s the point of
going 2 to the new $25.00/hr. minimum wage get up, even if
housing is not more than
$100.00/mo. TOTAL, and autos are not more
than $900.00 TOTAL, and produce is not more
than $2.00/lb, and gas is not over $2.00/gal.?!

Cancer is fancy for

Side B

“Ashtray please.”

Sugar juices you out, Salt absorbs H2O weight.
But smooth teeth and bones want H2O.

FIRE is majic. Smoke is beautiful. Herbs smell good.
★sunlight ★bonfires ★B.B.Q.’s ★thunder ★
★and lighting ★woodburning stoves burning ★
★apple and cinnamon woods ★ smokes ★
★beautiful like animated leaves in air ★
★snowbreath ★ snow ★ fog ★ myst ★ rain ★ air ★
★ wind ★ pinesol scents ★ scents…

The thought of something is not the EXperience of something
Memories
You can shape yo face w/ yo head in yo hands.
We are always growing beautifully. Posture
is yo Impression. Suck yo lips in for
BOOM out. Greasy hair is growing hair. Warm
H2O salt helps move oils along 2 ends. ★a★
★conditioner loaded combe helps w/ sleikieness

M.S.G.

Thanks,
L. Low n Deñero

What does it all mean? I’m sure scholars will be debating it for years to come…

My old roommate, Sarah, and I wanted to go out to lunch today, so I decided to give the previously reviewed Capital City Grill a second chance. It was a mistake. It was much busier than last time, having been featured in the Lincoln Journal Star today. I again got a server who seemed to have never waited tables before. She mumbled through taking our order. My roommate ordered a turkey burger and fries, and I ordered the Chicken Oscar with a side salad. A few minutes later the waitress came back and asked me what side I wanted with my chicken, mash or risotto. I went with the 3-cheese risotto.

A while later (it was busy, so that’s understandable), she came back with our food, but had to auction it off. For those who haven’t worked restaurant industry before, auctioning is the process of asking “who had the chicken? ok here you go. who had the pasta? ok here you go. the steak?” etc. Generally considered a big no no. Especially bad when you have to do it at a table of two.

Sarah said her turkey burger and fries were fine. My chicken though was a different story. I got a five or six ounce chicken breast. Ate it up in four small bites. About a half cup of risotto, which was tasty. Two sprigs of asparagus. No crab at all. It would seem the thing which makes Chicken Oscar Oscar’d, was forgotten. And the dish was bathed in a tarragon sauce which might have been tasty, but it had gelatinized, presumably whilst sitting out waiting for the turkey burger to be cooked. Tarragon jelly is not an appetizing thing. Busy is one thing, but half-assing one’s way through a $13 lunch dish and forgetting a crucial ingredient is terrible.

Notice I made no reference to the salad. That’s because it never came. C’est la vie.

So I won’t be going back. And with the two experiences I’ve had, compared with experiences I’ve heard from a few others, we shall see if Capital City Grill lasts longer than some of the previous tenants that have occupied the location in the past decade.

Next time I’m going to try Toast!, the restaurant that just opened up in the super-yuppie development just across the highway from me.

I had the opportunity to stop at a new restaurant here in Lincoln for lunch the other day, the Capital City Grill. Just opened last week, they’re located in the Haymarket in the old Magnolia’s location. The interior is nice, basically exactly the same as it was when it was Magnolia’s. It was rather chilly inside though. The restaurant was very lonely. At one point I was literally the only person in there, when the bartender stepped outside and the waiter went into the kitchen.

The lunch menu was a little small but had a good variety of options, including some intriguing risotto bowls, and a lunch-sized steak au poivre. I ordered a hamburger with pepper bacon, Havarti, and BBQ sauce, and a side of sea salt and pepper seasoned french fries. It came with a tomato slice and some mixed greens, which I liked rather than a single piece of lettuce. The burger was very good, big and meaty. The only downside was that there was way too much BBQ sauce on the sandwich; on the first bite the sauce plotzed all over my plate and splashed my shirt. Perhaps a thicker sauce or less of it. The fries were so-so, not bad but not particularly impressive.

The one thing they need to work on is their procedures. The waiter stumbled when he first greeted me and forgot what to say. The bartender’s mobile phone rang a couple times while I was in there. And while I was waiting for my food, my waiter was sitting a few tables away eating his lunch, where he apparently thought I couldn’t see. I do hope he washed his hands.

However, I do intend to give it another try sometime. Maybe get a steak or something.

First up was The Bellflowers (MySpace Link), a good old fashioned country band from here in Lincoln. Their pedal steel player is one of my wine reps, and so that’s how I found out about these guys in the first place. You may remember them from a concert I went to a while ago, where they played with Loup River Band. From that came this video of them performing. I didn’t get any video of them this time, unfortunately. Bonus awesomeness for this band: They have an honest to god singing saw. You never see singing saw players any more!

 

 

 

Little Brown Jug from Joshua on Vimeo.
Second act was Little Brown Jug. The only video I shot last night with the D90. It was really dark and I was really drunk, so the cinematography is pretty bad, and I’m still getting used to the controls. But it’s a good song. Go to the Vimeo page to see HD. You can kinda hear Tyler and Matt yammering in the background, but it adds to the bar vibe. They have the cutest fiddle player ever in this band, by the way.

The final act was from up in Omaha, Black Squirrels (MySpace link). They were a little less old-timey with their sound but were very good. They had an accordion player, so it was a night for unusual instruments I guess. Definitely worth checking out.

Be sure to check the Flickr for the rest of the pictures from the evening, there were some good ones.