- Had some tasty home-shook margaritas and fun conversation with two good friends.
- Accidentally obliterated one of said friends with aforementioned margaritas, and thereafter got to witness a friend who I have never seen hammered (in all of the sixteen years that I've known him) ask us to pull over on Central Avenue so he could vomit out the car door. Gross? Yes. Unfortunate? Certainly. But also? Awesome. (Hello, yes, we are 33.)
- Walking in very, very late to the Andrew Bird show (see above), I ran into a high school friend who has lived in this city the whole time I have and yet who I'd never crossed paths with before. I can think of no more than four people from my graduating class whom I would genuinely like to see and talk to again, and this guy has for years been at the top of that list. Yay!
- Missed most of the Andrew Bird show (see above), but thoroughly enjoyed the three and a half songs I did hear. Will have to try again next time he's in town. No margaritas first, however. Live and learn.
- Saw an unattractive and portly threesome dressed in Renaissance garb staging a photo shoot in a park near my house. As if that wasn't absurd and awesome enough, one of the three was wearing Renaissance gear only from the waist up. Below the waist? Tight, too-short black cotton athletic shorts. On a pasty-skinned and overweight man. Priceless.
- Found an excellent gift for a birthday that's months from now yet, but which I had to buy anyway, because hello--Librarian Tattoos? "I heart the Dewey Decimal System"? Tell me you don't know a nerd who'd love those as a gift.
And now I'm off for a pair of back-to-back parties. One's a housewarming for NotDanny Tanner. (No, we are not dating. But we're trying a friend route.) The other's a birthday party for my pal Amy. As an added bonus, both parties are less than two miles from my house. In a perfect world, all my friends would live in a five-mile radius from each other. It is not a perfect world, obviously, but this weekend is shaping up pretty well.
12 comments:
Yay for lovely weekends! Yours sounds much more exciting than mine, which has involved cooking and lying around. Ha.
What a great weekend. I'm sitting at work but at least people like you writing on the weekend give me a break now and then.
I think the only thing that could make this weekend better is you saying you have a photo of the Renaissance crazies!
Love Andrew Bird live! I hope I get to see him again soon.
Holy librarianship, I am buying those tattoos.... oh, and glad you had such a great weekend!
I'm a little saddened that you're not going the Stefanie Tanner route. But how heartwarming to hear that you have half-hearted sexy renfest wenches running around town.
GG--Do not underestimate the benefits of a weekend spent lying around.
BK--Yikes. Work on a weekend? I try to avoid that. Glad I could provide a diversion for a bit.
Nabb--Sadly, no. I am always so ill-prepared for things like that. You'll just have to imagine it yourself. (It was awesome.)
NPW--I thought you'd like those! I found them in a shop near my house, but I figured they had to be online somewhere as well.
Noelle--Sorry to disappoint you. There's also a guy whose last name is Rogers who is sort of maybe (maybe) in the picture. Does the idea of me dating Mr. Rogers amuse you at all?
Sounds like a great weekend. I actually had two parties to attend this weekend, as well...but I missed one (a birthday party for MY friend Amy, coincidentally!) because I was tired and couldn't get up off the couch. I feel old. Though, in my defense, I had spent the entire day cleaning the house, exercising, and having lunch with the cat ladies. Maybe if there'd been margaritas...
Excellent! How cool that you ran into your high school friend. See- you DO know everyone in Minneapolis!
YEs! I feel as though this past weekend was MADE for drinking!
Sadly, I saw no half-Renaissance peeps out and about.
Did you put beer in the margaritas?
What the? I left a comment here earlier. Damn you, blogspot!
Liz--Now, see, there's where you and I differ. I would have put off the cleaning and exercising to save up my energy for the party. Good for you and your productive self, though.
R--I know! So cool. Of course, now I'm feeling all lame with the "Should I call him?? Is he going to call me??" thing. As though it's a date or something. It is not. But I do want to chat with him again. I just hope that thought is mutual.
L Sass--Well, you know, one out of two ain't bad...
Darren--I did not. I still think that would have induced vomiting even earlier than the beer-less margaritas, but if even Nabb thinks the beergaritas are good, then maybe I should give them a shot.
Metalia--Damn that Blogger. It also keeps neglecting to tell me about select comments. I'm sorry. :-(
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