Meat, Martinis and Career Changes

Last Saturday we threw the party I've been talking about for the last several posts.

There was meat. There were martinis. Many, many martinis. I learned many things at the meat and martini party:

- vodka is always more popular than gin
- one juicer just isn't enough
- folks just don't quite know the definition of meat

Per Wikipedia - Meat is animal tissue (mainly muscle) used as food.

I haven't figured out why defining meat was so hard. In our invite, we used the phrase, "red meat and dry martinis". Extrapolating from the phrase, I hoped people would assume that 1) cow based meat would be fine 2) anything else red and meaty would work. For example - venison, duck, horse, etc. Pig, of course, would be acceptable. After all, it is the magical animal of legend!

But damn, hubby and I got loads and loads of questions regarding the nature of meat. Did salami count as meat? How about roast beef? How about pork loin? Would meatballs be acceptable?

I mean please people - YES!

Anyway, on a totally different tangent, I've come to realize that my original career path was total shyte. This is good, 'cause I won't waste three years of my life on training I won't need. This is bad, 'cause I had my little epiphany about nine months too late. So now I have to find something to do for the next year of my life while I apply to the right fellowship program.

Argh.