The concert was great last night, but Trooper was better last year. They had a wicked good crowd on hand though, I was impressed. Seems that the new Pepsi (TM) Commercial has had revived ole Loverboy. "Everybody's Working for the Weekend" was the best part and the crowd was totally into it...
K-days was good this year. We spent time at The Beer Gardens (Mad Bomber Society played a really good set), the casino and in the ole trade fair, where cheesy salesmen sell you 'a brand new-never seen before-can't buy it anywhere else' type of products. Yeah, right. These people are like the evangelicals of capitalism. It is a zealous art, and they were fun to watch. We were walking by the Ukrainian food place and there were girls holding slushie drinks with wee umbrella's in them, it was like Bogg's wet dream.
The Dude and I had a good laugh at that one.
What else can I say...the kids were sticky, they kept running into my purse with their heads...Honestly, I wasn't even trying to hit them with it...okay well maybe that one time. The beers were cold, and the corndog was delicious. I was still hungova from my Cousin's birthday party the night before so no rides for this girl. Also the smell of the pigs at the petting zoo were enough to make me gag...ugh. We should have played bingo longer, but The Dude forgot 'his smokes', and I didn't have my 'troll dolls' for good luck.
We've decided the games are impossible to win. The Triumph Dog that The Dude won, at the Duck game (which is a *very* difficult game to play), was put together in China and his eyes were crossed so he looks like he's always staring at his nose, which was not straight on his face. Poor retarded, little puppy. Watch out or he'll poop on you.
Fuck, there is literally too much to say about the last 2 days, and yet I find myself unable to blog most of it. Let's just say this was one of those weekends where every body is planning to go out, but all over the city...Could ya get a little more organized people? I was supposed to go to 3 parties at 3 different places every night, but what the hell...I got to hang out with all my favorite people. It was a blast and we need to figure out a way to make the hours between 11 p.m. and 2 a.m. last longer to facilitate more drunken debauchery. I'm so sorry if I didn't make it to your bash. And happy birthday to all of you. All in all two of my best friends are home again and I got too spend a good portion of my time with them which rocked.
To all of you at the Birthday party for Danielle, you fucking rock and thanks for letting me bring my boys. There was too much beer, evidenced by all the dead soldiers we watched Danielle empty into the sink. Such a waste of beer...it broke our hearts. To my ladies at O'Byrnies, It was just like old times, and I hope the bruises are healing well after that wee tumble down the stairs. What can I say, we are all class. To The Strath...I'll see you soon sweet Strath...
Here is a question for you. Public displays of affection:
Is your reaction, "Awww, that's so sweet"
or is it, "Fuck, get a room..."?
It has been a while since I have been subjected to watching two individuals who seemed to need to be in constant contact with each other. At first it was endearing, by the end of the night we were making fun of them behind their back.
Now I need to go and rest my head....
Song Du Jour: Blasphemous Rumours ~ Depeche Mode
Sunday, July 25, 2004
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Mad Bomber Society and Loverboy sure put on good shows, they surpassed my high expectations, even though Mike Reno kept having to go backstage to take his nose candy and his oxygen. Geriatric breaks. Doug Johnson is my hero. Those mad keyboard skills...you can't teach that. The Mohawk Kid and Air Guitar Man were also very entertaining. We'll play more bingo when we're both in the senior's lodge, I promise. As for the duck game, at least I actually won something. Andre came away with sweet fuck all for his effort in the bottle smashing game.
Friday was fun too, I sure as hell drank way more than 5 bucks worth...
--The Dude
People who are publicly in love will be the first up against the wall when the revolution comes.
Definitely a "fuck, get a room" kind of deal with PDAs. You just shouldn't subject the general public to your gushing. It's disgusting. Now don't get me wrong, those couples that are totally comfortable with each other who are just casually holding hands because it just comes naturally or instinctually to them are totally fine in my book. And it's much more of an "awww, that's so sweet" moment then. But those who are ramming thier tongues down each other's throat in order to extract the other's tonsils should be shot.
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