Well, I went ahead and weighed myself yesterday morning.

Before I continue, I should mention that I wasn’t expecting to lose weight this week, really. I had gone to Cheesecake Factory on Wednesday with my boss Scot, and Thursday night I went and had sushi with Brent. Though, when I ordered at Cheesecake Factory, Scot was a bit surprised when I ordered a Miller Lite instead of a Shiner Bock. Then, when it came time to order the actual entree, he expected me to order my usual double barbecue bacon cheeseburger. Instead, to his greater surprise, I ordered a barbecue ranch chicken salad. He gave me a weird look when the waiter left, and I replied, “Dude, I AM on a diet…” On the other hand, at Tosa Thursday night, I ordered enough sushi where Brent laughed and said, “Hey, I thought you were on a diet…”

According to the scale, I lost three pounds. In other words, my overall change is that I’m down nine pounds.

My coworkers Lettye and Cherry have been noticing the change in me, especially as I’ve not been at the office too much the past couple of weeks. Yesterday, I made my first observation as to my weight loss; normally my Bluetooth earpiece’s microphone rests against my cheek. Yesterday I noticed it no longer did so. So, there is a difference so far… I’m looking forward to the bigger signs of slimming down. :-)

On another front, it looks like Taz is here to stay. Mom took her to the vet on Tuesday to have her checked over. While there, we found even more evidence she was abandoned. What we had thought was a collar was in fact a portion of leash tied around her neck. According to the vet she’s in good health, and approximately one to two years old. She’s also not spayed yet, which will be taken care of in a couple of weeks.

She’s been a real handful. She’s still in the very needy stage, which means she takes every opportunity to jump up at us. Normally we’d tell her “no”, and pull her off. The problem, though, is that she is EXTREMELY strong for her size and it takes quite a bit of effort to pull her off. Also, when I got up this morning and made my way downstairs, I entered the kitchen to see Dad working on putting what was left of Chase’s bed into a trash bag. Apparently Taz had destroyed it during the night. He was NOT a happy camper.

Taz and Gus finally realized each other existed last night. I heard Taz going berzerk barking, with Star joining in. I left my room and went downstairs to check on what was going on. From what I could tell, Gus had started being vocal and Taz realized there was someone up there. :-) Gus obviously didn’t miss the fact that there was a new bark, as well… heh.

Anyway, I don’t have too much planned for the rest of this weekend. I’ll likely go to the mall tomorrow to buy a couple of things, and then hit Baker St. for my splurge meal. Otherwise, I don’t think I have too much planned. Also, this coming week is a short week (we get Good Friday off), so that’s always welcome. Ah, well…

For now, though, I’m just going to finish this bottle of water and wait a bit before going to do my aerobic exercise. Fun fun…

This has been something of an interesting day.

This afternoon I was working on my PC when my mom came into my room. She asked me to come downstairs and see our visitor. I raised an eyebrow, and wondered what she was on about. I cautiously asked if I would need my shoes, and she said it’d be a good idea. I put them on, followed her downstairs, and went out into the back yard… where I got to see our visitor for the first time.

Dad had found her in the open garage. She had a collar and something that looked like a leash. Dad did some asking around, and it turned out someone had tied her to a stop sign for a couple of days. Another family took her in for a day or two looking for her former owners, but finally let her go free, hoping she’d return to her original home. Obviously that didn’t happen.

She bonded pretty quickly with Chase, and then a bit later with Star. After a bit, Dad decided to take her to the shelter on Canino, only to find it was closed. So, he brought her back to have her stay with us overnight. At first he planned on having her stay outside in the back yard, not letting her in, but Mom convinced him to let her in.

After she was in for a bit, Dad sighed and said he couldn’t take her back to the shelter, knowing she’d likely be put to sleep in a few days. So, the decision was made to keep her.

Her name is Taz, and she’s a Australian sheep dog and Australian cattle dog mix as near as we can tell. She’s very friendly, and should be a nice addition to the family. Now we just need to see how she does tomorrow when all of us are away.

… now, the only question is how Gus and Ringo will react when they realize the numbers now favor the dogs. :-)

Well, yesterday it was time to weigh myself again. Truthfully, I didn’t expect much, as I didn’t keep to the diet as much as I would have liked. Mind you, I tried to mitigate it as much as possible, but there’s only so much one can do. To my surprise, I had lost two pounds. At this rate, I might actually make my goal by the end of the year.

This past week, my coworker Brent came in from Houma to get ready to implement our ERP software at our relatively new location on the northwest side of Houston. I spent most of the week at the location as well, in case he needed any quickie database maintenance done. While I was good and had salads for lunch every day this week, I can’t say I was the same for dinner. Tuesday through Thursday, I joined Brent and our consultant Chuck for dinner. Tuesday was a meal at a place called Taso, which interestingly enough was right behind the Party City Dave works at. We had a very delicious meal of sushi there, which in the grand scheme of things isn’t that unhealthy. :-)

On Wednesday night, Brent and Chuck decided they wanted to go to Taste of Texas for a steak dinner. Having never been, I decided to tag along and see what the fuss was. Man, that was a nice steakhouse. Truthfully, I hadn’t had such a decent steak since the Old San Francisco Steak House on Westheimer closed its doors. Normally when I eat steak I have to have something like steak sauce or mustard with it. This time, it was juicy enough and tasty enough where I ate it on its own. I was good diet-wise as well, as I had a salad with low-fat Italian dressing and sauteed mushrooms with the steak. Unfortunately, at $35 a steak, it’s not someplace I would go on anywhere near close to a regular basis.

Thursday night was a meal at Pappadeaux. I ended up having pepper shrimp, which was grilled shrimp in a vaguely Asiatic pepper sauce, with dirty rice and asparagus. This is a definite change for me, as normally I get a seafood platter filled with fried shrimp, fried fish, fried crab, etc. This time I definitely intended to eat healthier. To be honest, it also ended up being a tastier meal than I usually get there too, so it was a win-win scenario for me.

I definitely intend to be better this coming week, but with coworkers coming in again it’s going to be a tad difficult. Still, it shouldn’t be too bad so long as I think about what I’m doing and making healthier eating decision. Of course, keeping up the exercise regiment is important as well. I’m still using the hand weights in the morning, and have increased the time doing the DDR thing in the evenings from twenty minutes to twenty five. We’ll see how it goes.

Otherwise, it’s been a quiet weekend, other than doing some database work in the afternoon. I’ll probably watch a rented movie or two tomorrow, and probably do a bit of work if need be. Other than that and talking to Misty, I’ll just take it easy… and prepare myself for the busy week that’s to come. Fun fun.

I admit that I’ve been posting about Talisman quite a bit recently. I apologize; the thing to keep in mind (and those who have known me for a LONG time know this) is that Talisman was more or less my game obsession before Mortal Kombat came around. I had almost all of the expansions for the second edition of the game, save Talisman Dragons. My full set disappeared about 15 years ago, and let’s not get into how that happened. In any event, like I said before, Jeff and Malinda got me a new copy of the game recently, and the Capcom version of the game should be out sometime this year. So, all in all, I’m a happy camper.

What’s not quite so well known among my friends is that the copy of the game Jeff and Malinda got me isn’t exactly my only copy of the game. What Jeff and Malinda got me was the recently released fourth edition version, which other than art changes and a couple of minor rules changes is almost exactly like the second edition (the most popular version of the game). The thing is, Games Workshop re-released Talisman four and a half years ago, and I managed to snag a copy. The edition I got back then was a reprint of the third edition. I had scanned over it but hadn’t had a real chance to unpack it and play it. Last night, out of curiosity, I pulled it down from the closet, opened it, and looked it over.

I have to admit, the second/fourth edition is much more appealing. The figures for the characters are unpainted minatures; the game came with a painting guide for painting said minatures. I’m not one for painting, really. I can see the appeal of painting minatures for armies in Warhammer 40,000 or Warhammer Fantasy, but not for a board game. As a result, it just looks unfinished. The art isn’t to my style, either. A perfect example is the artwork for the Talismans. In all but third edition, the Talismans are distinctive triangular gold pendants that look unique. The Talismans now just look like generic sun pendants. The rest of the artwork also has a bit of a cartoony flair to it.

The gameplay changes don’t appeal to me either. In the original game, there are three regions, and it’s difficult to travel between the Outer and Middle Regions for at least the first half of the game. The Inner Region isn’t entered until the endgame, and it has a static layout with two paths that can be taken (each path is tailored to whichever attribute you decided to make your primary). In the third edition, it’s now much easier to travel between the Outer and Middle (now Inner) Regions, and the old Inner Region has been replaced with something called the “Wizard’s Tower”, in which five cards are used to determine the path to the final battle. It just strikes me as being a quicker and less involved game as a result.

In a way, too, I wonder if the re-release of the third edition was incomplete. The rules I have are more of a pamphlet that takes up four pages. The second/fourth edition rules were much longer, and unlike the second/fourth edition rules, this copy I have omits any mention of the endgame and how the game is won. Ah, well.

This third edition of Talisman is going to end up back in storage for the time being. Maybe someday I’ll bring it out just for something different or to actually give it a try. In the meantime, though, I’ll stick with the fourth edition Jeff and Malinda got me, which has the second edition rules, much nicer artwork, and a much nicer box to put everything in (complete with holders/slots for cards et al). :-)

All right, everyone, it’s time for me to discuss one of my major pet peeves.

What has me so annoyed, you may or may not ask? Well, there are times when I get a call on the phone. When I ask who’s calling, they respond with a first name only. Now, when I say I get a call “on the phone”, I mean on the land line at the house. Those of you who know me know that’s an instant red flag, because NONE of my friends or coworkers know the phone number at the house. Not even Misty knows it. The reason is because ALL of my calls go through my cell phone. So, in other words, this is not someone I know personally.

Anyway, so I ask, “So-and-so who?” Said person then reveals that he or she is in fact with a company or a political campaign. Very sneaky, guys. I can see how this works: the caller is trying to trick the person into taking the call by pretending it’s someone the recipient knows on a first-name basis. I don’t know about anyone else, but being tricked into taking a call by semi-trickery is not something I appreciate, and in fact sours me to whatever you were trying to sell me on in the first place. More to the point, I’d be even more apt to avoid or recommend against it than I might have been.

So, what prompted this rant, you might ask? Well, I got an example of such a call a few minutes ago. If anyone’s wondering, it came from Barack Obama’s campaign, which is heavily working in advance of the primary on Tuesday.

So, congrats guys. You managed to turn me off him even more than I might have been already. You might have said he was for change, but this kind of change into campaign tactics I consider dishonest isn’t a change I consider for the better.

Well, I went ahead and weighed myself on Friday. Weighing myself on Monday was mainly done to get a starting figure, as that was the day I began the diet. I was afraid that there wouldn’t be any change… or worse, that I would have gained weight.

I lost four pounds. Go me.

I don’t really expect to be able to keep up losing four pounds a week (or per four days), but even if I lose one or two pounds a week, I should come close to my goal of losing sixty pounds by the end of the year. Even then, if I don’t lose sixty pounds but lose six to eight inches off the waistline, I’ll be equally happy.

To celebrate, or to be more precise have my “splurge” meal, we went to Texas Roadhouse at I-45 and FM 1960 for dinner last night. We had never been, so it was a new experience for us. It turned out it was very much like Logan’s Roadhouse, which was a plus in my book. I ended up getting a single margarita (and water for the rest of the night), a burger (with a house salad w/ Italian dressing instead of fries), and a brownie a la mode. As hefty as that sounds, I usually eat MORE when out and about. I would have normally gotten an appetizer and chowed down on fries, plus probably have had more than one margarita. It was good, and I’m actually looking forward to going back. :-)

Also on the food front, we had a bit of an amusing exchange at dinner. Mom made spaghetti in a tomato meat sauce for dinner. While she was serving, she said, “I made this using a low carb pasta, so you don’t need to worry.” At that moment, Dad raised his head up from his own bowl, turned, and glared at her with a dirty look. Oblivious, Mom continued, “It’s the same stuff I’ve been serving for the past two years.” Dad blinked, went back to his dinner, and muttered, “It’s a good thing you said that…”

In any event, tomorrow brings week two. Hopefully things go as well this week as they did last week. We’ll see…