Between Artomatic registration opening and well, life in general, the weekend went by in a whoosh. Husband and I took Saturday afternoon off to have a leisurely meal at Cafe Saint-Ex, wander the U Street area, snicker at outrageously priced furniture, bar hop a bit, visit the record store, not get cupcakes because it was too crowded at Love Cafe, and discuss the origins of head cheese and Scrapple, but overall the rest of the weekend was pretty hectic.
Plus, our Interwebs have been busted at home and it’s making life unnecessarily complicated, what with him being a Podcasting Rockstar and me being a Blog Goddess.
Luckily, we watched all of the Brawndo Powerthirst “ads” so many times last week that we can just randomly yell key words or phrases at one another and set each other off in fits of hysterical laughter, punctuated with episodes of chortling (him) and the occasional giggle-snort (me).
Fortunately, last night we had a few minutes of functional Internet access. Unfortunately, we’d been drinking margaritas at the Taqueria with Samer so we wasted our precious window of connectivity playing all of the Brawndo videos for Samer. Fortunately, he found them as funny as we do.
It’s boring here at the Library. Maybe I should migrate over to Buzz. They have free wifi and cupcakes. And I am reading about bees today…
free cupcakes? How do I get there?
I’ll race you
Scrapple is the result of a transporter
accident with a pig.
that is the best explanation I’ve seen yet for scrapple
That comment once nearly got me soaked by my
dining companion’s coffee before he got himself
under control. Fortunately, most of it stayed on the table. With Great Humor comes Great
Responsibility.