Well, we survived 26+ hours on the road in a rented Impala, and miraculously, all four of us are still friends. If that's not a successful road trip, I'm not sure what is. I mean, we made it through Chicago road construction traffic-induced squirrelly-ness (I may have actually attempted to claw my way out of the rear passenger-side window at one point), seemingly unending rounds of The Question Game, minor digestive issues, and a punch-drunk over-enthusiastic sing-along of The Lonely Goatherd that our sole male travel mate was particular unamused by, and we all still returned home unscathed. I should take more road trips, really. Yay us.
I am a little disappointed to report that I was not offered the key to the city or any such similar honors, but I had a fine time in Columbus nonetheless. I'll post some photos on Flickr eventually. It's been a busy couple of days since my return.
I got back just in time to meet Noelle of The Daily Tannenbaum last night. She was in town visiting some college friends, and -R- and I met up with her (and three of her lovely and charming friends) at my favorite local tiki bar. Long ago, I dubbed this spot the "official place to take visiting bloggers," but I didn't actually expect any of them would ever make it here. Thank you, Noelle, for being the first to meet me in the not-so-frigid north. So sorry it was approximately 117 degrees during the course of your stay.
I haven't done this blogger meet-up thing very many times yet, so it's still a wee bit nerve-wracking, not unlike a meMarmony or Match date, except that I actually care what the near-stranger thinks of me and that I am quite confident neither of us is contemplating sex with the other at any point in the future, near or far.*
Personally, I had a fine time, and I only hope Noelle et al did as well. It was one of those times when I was well aware that I was rambling near-uncontrollably and doing so at my usual approximately 300-words-per-minute pace, and yet I was unable to either stop nor slow down. I should have known I was heading down that path when I gushed over Noelle's pretty, pretty skirt before even properly introducing myself, and yet, I ordered a potent tiki drink and the requisite Minnesota deep-fried cheese curds and persisted anyway. To Noelle, Penelope, Dude the Girl, and The Grey Boy, I am sorry if my verboseness frightened you. (I'd apologize to you too, -R-, but frankly you've hung out with me enough that you should really just expect it at this point.)
Anyway, all social awkwardness aside, I say that enjoying tiki drinks, fried cheese, and juice-box wine with similarly bespectacled friends is a fine way to spend a warm summer night, and from the looks of this photo, I hope these two agree.
* I could have left this comparison out, of course, but I'm sort of angling for a more scandalous rating than my current PG-13, and I figured the word "sex" could only help.