camwyn | Well, I'm awake.

Just now that's the big thing, really. The fax machine was stupid this morning and microsoft's e-learning web site is being poopy at me. I've discovered that gomobo.com allows me to set up a standing order with the Dunkin Donuts in the Rockefeller Center underground plaza, so that on a truly bad day I can text '1' to a certain number and have a big damn iced coffee with extra shots of coffeeness waiting for me when my train arrives, but I have to be about five to ten minutes early for work in order to do that without it affecting my arrival time adversely. Since I woke up this morning with the cats headbutting me for foooooooooooooooood and I still had to iron my shirt, I didn't have time to spare for that. Next week, maybe. I can set up standing orders with other restaurants, too, which is nice at lunchtime or whenever I need takeout.

Super Mac is part of the gomobo.com network. It's on Seventh Avenue, between 29th and 30th street. I've looked at their menu and I gotta say, as far as a mac-and-cheese restaurant goes, it doesn't impress me as much as S'MAC does. Yes, New York City has multiple restaurants that just serve macaroni and cheese. This is New York. You can get an audience here for anything, including opera and live nude dog wrestling, according to Dave Barry; just extend the principle to restaurants and you should be fine. Every so often I consider attempting to open and run a restaurant here myself; it would be called Cafe' Allerge' and it would cater to people with as many food restrictions as I could manage. Unfortunately in order to do this right, I would have to have more kitchens than actual seating rooms, plus I'd have to have multiples of a couple of the kitchens because I'd probably be going for kosher certification, too. Simpler to open the other restaurant first: Eat Dammit. At Eat Dammit you're told at the door that you should not be eating here unless you're an adult and willing to take responsibility for your own health and indulgences, and then they leave you alone about your nutrition- but if you ask how many carbs are in the desserts they hit you with the menu and refuse to sell you anything else.

As I said, I'm awake. Awake does not necessarily equal, y'know, sensible or even coherent. Stay tuned for my speculations on how to make shadowy national government conspiracies compatible with the fundamentally comedic nature of the Ghostbusters universe, and on the multidimensional nature of the Canadian government's Ministry of Extraordinary Threats.