Yowsah, yowsah, yowsah.
The weekend started off fantastically (what with girls, and dancing, and costume making for Halloweenie)
It got better and better.
Pops was really glad that me and the seestar (be_elzebe were able to make it for his birthday party. Spokane is the "home I never lived in" as the folks moved there after I had gone away to college and gradumatated and was off starting my illustrious career as a soap opera star (and by that I really mean an IT help desk electronic plumber)
Me and the sis talked about getting him a stripper, or a stripper to jump out of a cake, or a cake, and we ended up getting him a cake. (and this pimp little card with spring powered chillies playing rock-a-billy instruments in honor of the 'great enchilada' - it wasn't one of those music powered ones, but we did hum a little Mexican tune every time he opened it in our presence (and all the while home from the store after we had purchased it and before we given it to him.- Jump the gun much? probably.)
But the long airplane travel was made better by good conversation on the plane, and by the joy of my father's face.
We helped "cook the meal"- and by that I mean we ordered a ton of food from a local Thai restaurant and re-heated it so that when the guests showed up they saw me slaving over a stove.
after the guests were gone and the dishes were cleaned, sis and me went to go paint the town of Spokane RED... on a Sunday night... Well we didn't find a hopping Karaoke bar, but we did find a bar (which wasn't hopping but it did have potential)
So I went looking for an image of one of the posters on the wall at this bar, and found this tidbit out along the way...
Hahahaha, you can get your portrait painted like a Chinese communist propaganda poster!
http://db1.maopost.com/wcat=mao&wlan=en&wreq=maoart
But she was getting a smidge sick, so we did the "drink like a sailor" remedy - which involved tequila, tequila, and more tequila. One of her friends from the past showed up and we all got good and sauced and talked into the evening. Though to hear the sis tell it, the cold is fighting back. (ME... I feel right as the rain!)
I fell asleep on the couch at 2:30 am and got woken up at 4:40 am to get dropped off at the airport.
I slept throughout the first leg, and throughout a majority of the second leg. I did get a bloody nose (damn the dry air!) so I'm wandering around with some paper on my nose because I feel guilty sitting in the first-class bathroom (there were carts in the way so I couldn't go to my Federally law mandated appropriate lavatory for my station in life). The airline attendants got all motherly and got ice for the back of my neck.
It sure is a good thing the FAA has all these rules and regulations in place. like 3.0 ounces of toothpaste per container! I'm sure terrorists who are making water/gel based bombs (a story very much already de-bunked) couldn't figure out how to do such highly devious things like bring their water/gel materials in 3.0 ounce containers. Man flying the friendly skies is safer already!
Agenda
Tuesday = monthly payday eat session with co-workers (and friends). We're going to go eat endless skewers of meat! God bless Brazillian BBQ
Wednesday = finish making Halloween costume, and call the peace corps girl with the white bra. (for introductions to other friends, which I am totally not adverse to)
Thursday = get together with some old fitboot friends. (we all used to do this hard core exercise program on the Charles River). and the counter-top is getting installed!
Friday = plumber comes to hook up my sink and disposal and dishwasher. the kitchen will be fully armed and operational at that point, and I'll go blow up Alderaan with my kitchen deathstar- so WATCH OUT! and finish my god damn costume for the party
Saturday = dudes are coming to measure my floor to quote me an obscene price for flooring. I will laugh at them and go to a halloweenie party. I'm supposed to be introduced... TO A GIRL at the party. The ones doing the introducing have been bubbling about me (CONTINUE TO FEED THE EGO BITCHES!) so I'm looking forward to having been talked up to this "untennable atop a pillar status, with the face of Jesus atop the body of god, and the charm of JFK and the soft hands of a poor choir boy from Venezuela" - sure...a little embelleshment from enthusiastic friends never backfires nope. nope. nope.
I got home and my messy home hadn't miraculously cleaned itself. must.finish.costume!
The weekend started off fantastically (what with girls, and dancing, and costume making for Halloweenie)
It got better and better.
Pops was really glad that me and the seestar (be_elzebe were able to make it for his birthday party. Spokane is the "home I never lived in" as the folks moved there after I had gone away to college and gradumatated and was off starting my illustrious career as a soap opera star (and by that I really mean an IT help desk electronic plumber)
Me and the sis talked about getting him a stripper, or a stripper to jump out of a cake, or a cake, and we ended up getting him a cake. (and this pimp little card with spring powered chillies playing rock-a-billy instruments in honor of the 'great enchilada' - it wasn't one of those music powered ones, but we did hum a little Mexican tune every time he opened it in our presence (and all the while home from the store after we had purchased it and before we given it to him.- Jump the gun much? probably.)
But the long airplane travel was made better by good conversation on the plane, and by the joy of my father's face.
We helped "cook the meal"- and by that I mean we ordered a ton of food from a local Thai restaurant and re-heated it so that when the guests showed up they saw me slaving over a stove.
after the guests were gone and the dishes were cleaned, sis and me went to go paint the town of Spokane RED... on a Sunday night... Well we didn't find a hopping Karaoke bar, but we did find a bar (which wasn't hopping but it did have potential)
So I went looking for an image of one of the posters on the wall at this bar, and found this tidbit out along the way...
Hahahaha, you can get your portrait painted like a Chinese communist propaganda poster!
http://db1.maopost.com/wcat=mao&wlan=en&wreq=maoart
But she was getting a smidge sick, so we did the "drink like a sailor" remedy - which involved tequila, tequila, and more tequila. One of her friends from the past showed up and we all got good and sauced and talked into the evening. Though to hear the sis tell it, the cold is fighting back. (ME... I feel right as the rain!)
I fell asleep on the couch at 2:30 am and got woken up at 4:40 am to get dropped off at the airport.
I slept throughout the first leg, and throughout a majority of the second leg. I did get a bloody nose (damn the dry air!) so I'm wandering around with some paper on my nose because I feel guilty sitting in the first-class bathroom (there were carts in the way so I couldn't go to my Federally law mandated appropriate lavatory for my station in life). The airline attendants got all motherly and got ice for the back of my neck.
It sure is a good thing the FAA has all these rules and regulations in place. like 3.0 ounces of toothpaste per container! I'm sure terrorists who are making water/gel based bombs (a story very much already de-bunked) couldn't figure out how to do such highly devious things like bring their water/gel materials in 3.0 ounce containers. Man flying the friendly skies is safer already!
Agenda
Tuesday = monthly payday eat session with co-workers (and friends). We're going to go eat endless skewers of meat! God bless Brazillian BBQ
Wednesday = finish making Halloween costume, and call the peace corps girl with the white bra. (for introductions to other friends, which I am totally not adverse to)
Thursday = get together with some old fitboot friends. (we all used to do this hard core exercise program on the Charles River). and the counter-top is getting installed!
Friday = plumber comes to hook up my sink and disposal and dishwasher. the kitchen will be fully armed and operational at that point, and I'll go blow up Alderaan with my kitchen deathstar- so WATCH OUT! and finish my god damn costume for the party
Saturday = dudes are coming to measure my floor to quote me an obscene price for flooring. I will laugh at them and go to a halloweenie party. I'm supposed to be introduced... TO A GIRL at the party. The ones doing the introducing have been bubbling about me (CONTINUE TO FEED THE EGO BITCHES!) so I'm looking forward to having been talked up to this "untennable atop a pillar status, with the face of Jesus atop the body of god, and the charm of JFK and the soft hands of a poor choir boy from Venezuela" - sure...a little embelleshment from enthusiastic friends never backfires nope. nope. nope.
I got home and my messy home hadn't miraculously cleaned itself. must.finish.costume!
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be_elzebe:
Heyyy.. nice kitchen!! 
avidity:
i had a greeeeat time....there's pics and video!! MMMMUAH 