Hot Dogs and Angels

Today, J and B are out of the office, so for lunch my choices were to:
A. go to Taco Del Mar (always a good choice)
B. eat a noodle soup at my desk, or
C. go to the top of the employee parking garage where there is a summer event in progress - watch the Blue Angels and laugh at the people participating in the Hot Dog Eating Contest.

I chose B. and C.

Option B is considered the "Loneliest Lesbian Lunch" or what J and I refer to as - the LL Lunch. An LL Lunch is had alone at one's desk, eating a meal that requires either to be reheated, rehydrated, or microwaved (sometimes all 3). Think of it this way - if your lunch requires you to puncture 4 - 5 holes, or pull back the corner for ventilation, you're probably having an LL Lunch. While it's thrifty, it is the loneliest kind of lunch you can have. My noodle soup was good, but not very satiating, so I'm still hungry - although, not hungry enough to eat a hot dog.

Speaking of hot dogs - I'm sure that when I mentioned Option C., it sounded strange, but yes - my place of employment decided to have a weenie roast on the top level of the parking garage. Like anyone here needs a reason to eat fatty foods - looking around this place, many could have benefited from a carrot and celery roast, accompanied by a relay race around the Hummers and F150s parked up there. And to make matters worse, the roast included a hot dog eating contest. Well, there you go.

To my surprise, there were plenty of people who had turned out to watch the event. These people in the hot dog hats (right) where volunteers running orders. Where do you even get a hat like that? To think that some of these people need to be taken seriously after all of this - I mean, how can you take your manager seriously after they were seen wearing a hat like that?

Speaking of shock - when it came time for the hot dog eating contest, I was shocked that not one woman entered. Instead - it was four average guys. None was of an impressive size, none was a total slob once the contest began (I expected to see ketchup drizziling all over their dress shirts), and none of them ate more than 5 hotdogs. But here are some pictures anyway.

One benefit to being up there was a "view" of the Blue Angels who were practicing for their SeaFair show this Saturday. I say "view" here because your chance of a jet flying directly above your head way out here in Tukwila is pretty slim. Usually, you just see them flying along the horizon, far, far away (see that dot under the arrow?). Although I L-O-V-E the Blue Angels, I wasn't there for them, I was there to see who would make a show of it at the hot dog eating contest. And altough it was an overall dissapointment, at least part of my LL Lunch was away from my desk, and into the fresh air of Tukwila.