Saturday, August 21, 2010 at 2:40PM A few days ago, I parused the local business+got lamb shish kebab from Turkish Diner, a Sierra Nevada pale ale+coffee It's-It from Fred's Market. One of my favorite meals.
Monday, August 16, 2010 at 2:50PM [(that - this)/that] x 100
A negative answer = increase % of change.
A positive answer = decreased % of change.
Let's say last week you at 5 lamb kebabs.
This week you at 2.5.
[(5-2.5)/5] x 100 = This week, you ate 50% less lamb kebabs than last week.
I might not be good at math*, but I've got the percentage of change down.
*I'm horrible at it.
Sunday, August 8, 2010 at 5:07PM Me: (sitting outside of my favorite lamb spot, waiting for my to-go order to be prepared)
Cool Hand Luke: (sits next to me) Hey. Mind if I sit here?
Me: No. Go ahead.
Cool Hand Luke: Your nail polish are yellow. And your earrings are gold.
Me: Yep. My favorite color is gold. And yellow improves memory.
Cool Hand Luke: Heh. Not with me. What's your name?
Me: Goldie. What's yours?
Cool Hand Luke: Goldie! What kind of name is that? My name is Cool Hand Luke.
Me: Cool Hand Luke? What kind of name is that?
Cool Hand Luke: What?? What's so weird about Luke?
Me: Ah. So you're called Luke.
Cool Hand Luke: What's this guy doin? (points at man standing next to a car who is rolling a cigarette)
Cigarette Guy: Where's Peoples Park?
Me: Go up Shattuck+turn left at Dwight.
Cigarette Guy: Is that the place where people were sitting in trees for a few years?
Me: No. That was near the University.
Cool Hand Luke: (saying nothing. staring at the side of my head.)
Cigarette Guy: What was that all about?
Me: They were protesting the tearing down of the trees in order for the University to extend the Sports Facility.
Cool Hand Luke: Wow. You're smart.
Cigarette Guy: Did they end up taking out the trees?
Me: I don't know. I guess I should know that. (as it turns out: they did.)
Cigarette Guy: You guys want some licorice? (produces a jumbo bag of Red Vines.)
Me: Eh. No thanks.
Cool Hand Luke: Nahhhh.
Cigarette Guy: It's hot+fresh.
Me: (thinking: mother f*ck what?!)
Waitress From My Favorite Lamb Spot: Here you go. (hands me my awesome lamb+beef doner sammich.)
Me: Thanks you so much. Hey Cigarette Guy! Are you going to People Park?
Cigarette Guy: Nah. We're going to Walmart. I'm not trying to stare at any trees.
Fin.