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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Creatures of the Night


Hey guess what? I just got home from work/dance/work.

Boooooooooo.

But I had an awesome Friday night so that makes up for it.

Yaaaaay!

One Miss Jaimers had an open studio on Friday. It was so greater than great. There were drawings & pictures & an huge paper mache (American grade school art spelling) blue, one-boobed cross of ET & a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. Okay, so it wasn't that & was REALLY well-done but that's the only way to show it to you through words. Oh! And there were so many words! The Physicists were there & the artists & Etro showed up (& made me drink too much beer but that comes later) & Terry & Elisa & Ali & Adam. It was kind of like a high school reunion, but with only the people you really want to see.

And trapezing & silk climbing. We all watched as Jaimers effortlessly climbed up the silks & twirled around & made it look so easy. Then we tried & realized that she could kick anyone's ass in the room, also effortlessly. Except maybe Elisa, she might be tiny but boy, oh boy, those modern dancer girls are full of piss & vinegar.

After a while we felt entirely too cultured & decided it was time to dirtbag ourselves. But how? What do dirtbags do? Being the biggest dirtbag of the bunch, I was put to the task of figuring it out.

To the hotdog & sketchy pizza cart!

We found a bar but some of the foreigners couldn't get in. Foiled! (and not like in Algebra, ha ha, get it?) The night was looking bleak at an early 11:00. Then, suddenly, a stroke of genius hit us...let's go to Small Bar. Small Bar! Not very dirtbaggy but we were plum out of ideas at that point. And Small Bar is 2 for 2 in my book. So off we went. Yay! Yummy 9% beers! Words came into play again & we talked & talked & talked & Ali totally monopolized the jukebox. Thanks Ali! And there were so many lovely hugs & much laughing.

And then they closed.

Woah! What happened? We were having so much fun. Where did the time go? What do we do now? Mexican food, that's what you do during times of distress. And after that, head to the Blue Light. Oh dear, I can't count the number of bad home perms & Nascar (sorry if I offend, J-Mo) jackets inhabiting the place during our stay. Before leaving, some guy with a dog looked at me & one of the guys I was with that night & said 'you two are going to have sex tonight'. Wow, is he psychic? Sure hope so! It was great. GREAT I tell you.

And then they closed too.

Since it was 4, we had to go home. And we all know that home's no fun unless you're gonna get laid. Right? Roughly 10 minutes of Harvey (the movie) was watched before sleepy time (see: pass out). Do the math.

So, usually someone says something a little silly or 'off' during the night. This is deamed the Line of the Night. Friday night's came on Saturday morning while having breakfast with the Physicists (they didn't visit Blue Light but joined in for soaking-up-of-residual-alcohol-eatings later). I mentioned that we mosied over to The Blue Light & explained how hilarious the situation with the dude with the dog was. Quantum Dave looked over straight-faced & said 'wow, I really should go to this Blue Light place'. The rest of the breakfast party looked at him, brows furrowed a little with a confused look on our faces. 'Um, Dave', I said, 'You were at the Blue Light on New Year's'. 'Uh, whoops, I'll take your word', Dave responded. I don't think any explaining is necessary on the rest of our reactions. So hats off to Quantum Dave for his stellar utterance. And doubley double hats off to Jaim & the artists for putting on an amazing show.

Jammies are on & it's time for bed. Sweet dreams!

9 Comments:

Blogger Ajax said...

Hey where did you get that Abu Ghraib photo?

11:51 AM

 
Blogger Captain Bee said...

WTF to that pic. Insane.

1:59 PM

 
Blogger Sean said...

Didn't you know? Guys with dogs have an inate abilty to see into the future. I thought everyone knew that.

2:05 PM

 
Blogger emertron said...

Actually, Sean, that dude did NOT, in fact know the future, as I did NOT get laid. Watched 10 minutes of Harvey instead.

3:33 PM

 
Blogger nk said...

First the linguists. Now the physicists. Soon the philosophers.

12:05 AM

 
Blogger emertron said...

YAAAAAAAAAAAY PHILOSOPHERS!!!!!!!!! Bring your bike & we'll tear up Chicago. And by that I mean, I'll be trailing behind you screaming 'wait up!!!!!'.

10:46 AM

 
Blogger nk said...

I think you mean 'training', not 'trailing'.

1:15 PM

 
Blogger Conti said...

is that you hanging?

12:41 PM

 
Blogger emertron said...

Nope, that's my friend, Marion. She's doing a move that she made up. It's called The Marion.

3:56 PM

 

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