I am, once again, a guest writer! Follow the link for my take on “Use It Even If The Seal Is Broken” Day.
And welcome, people, to Monday! I am writing this, of course, on Sunday, a day consumed with fighting off the hangover I insisted on cultivating the night before. So far, a combination of work, writing, cooking and massive amounts of water and Fresca seem to have kept my urge to lie in the dark in the fetal position at bay.
How did I get to this deplorable state?
Saturday night, Amy and I went to the Spring Street Bar for dinner and drinks and drinks and drinks. We were joined by others who seemed to think we were on to something.
I awoke in the morning with a headache, minus $40, and a notebook with pages of near-indecipherable notes.
Amy, RD, Kurt, Jean, John, and me.
Drinks and general goofiness.
The Pogues are on the jukebox! I looooove the Pogues!
RD is doing silly finger tricks to prove his sobriety. RD does not get out enough! Must speak to him about this.
The East Coast Contingency (John) knows the rules to Bizz-Buzz (drinking game). Have invited him to Misfit Thanksgiving the day after.
The notes gradually became illegible.
I am the only married one here – pawling in 2. Frippen on the ritley!
Shannon, Willie, Jeff and Kathy are here! Yay! Krinnen galaxy particles spinnen sideways.
Early Fano are! Turn around and there is Erin!
And then comes my favorite note of the night: “This will all make sense in the morning, I am sure of it.”
I’m still waiting for it to make sense and will let you know what it all means just as soon as I figure it out.
In the meantime, Happy Monday to you. Frippen on the ritley!
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12 comments:
You need to speak to me about my silly finger tricks or my not going out enough? Or are the two related?
One other interesting tidbit for the people out there in the blogosphere. I ran into one of my students outside the bar while making a drunken phone call. That was a new experince for me. I have run into former students in bars before, but not current students. I get to see this student in class in less then an hour. Don't think I said anything really stupid to her the other night, here's hoping.
This brings back memories and so does your comment, mbuna. Love your blog! Thanks for visiting mine and leaving a comment.
I told you: you're nuts, that's it :)
Hey, mbuna!
There was also, Biology Man, mad discussions on the ulnar flexasomething or other. Glad Briski drove you home!
Hi, Joy.
Stop by any time!
Hi, Braja.
You may have a point. :-) Ain't it grand?!
Pearl
Your night of drink has given so much to the world just by adding "Frippen on the ritley!" to the world lexicon and you have made me want a cool refreshing Fresca. Hope sense making comes soon for you if that is what you long for.
Fexor carpi ulnaris and the Flexor carpi radialis. Two muscles in you forearm that are involved with wrist flexion along with wrist adduction and wrist abduction, but mainly wrist flexion. Don't think I made that point clear the other night. Hmmmm, I wonder why?
You make me laugh, Pearl. You make me laugh!
Thanks so for your LOL guest post today on Zany Life + Crazy Faith.
Know my readers are going to enjoy it!
Love,
Jlo
It may not make sense in the cold light of day, but I'm sure it made sense at the time!
LOL...Hilarity!
Frippin on the ritely!
hahahaha!
Priceless...
I'm partial to "pawling in 2." Is is in reference to your married state, your husband, or is it really about your cat's feet?
Hilarious post!
Funny post, Pearl. What were you doing writing notes when you should have been dancing Salsa, Mambo, or the Grind, anyway? LOL
Tasha
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