Missed day miscellanea
Jan. 31st, 2010 11:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
slipjig3I kept meaning to post this weekend, but for reasons of general inertia I never did. If I had in fact posted, I probably would have mentioned the following:
* Got to see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fiddle_dragon briefly on her way to her new Massachusetts home from Minnesota, along with her two girls and her mom. Always a nifty thing.
* I should have learned ages ago from hanging out with GMs that one should never utter the phrase, "Things can't get much worse than this." While stopping by Dango's to pick up some carry-out wings, I had the dubious pleasure of listening to some guy with a guitar attempting to cover Sister Hazel's "All for You." I then made the mistake of thinking things oculdn't get much worse, at which point he launched into "Wonderwall," and I watched a beer-sodden frat boy go nose-to-nose with his girlfriend and yowling, "You're my wonderwalllll..." before entering liplock, thus creating a "moment." I grabbed my food and ran for the hills, burning my footprints behind me.
* In contrast, I got to heard a sleep-deprived DJ announce that his station was "serving up a rock 'n' roll breakfast of rock 'n' roll." A car-moshing devil-horns moment if there ever was one. Rawk.
* Got to see
fiddle_dragon briefly on her way to her new Massachusetts home from Minnesota, along with her two girls and her mom. Always a nifty thing.* I should have learned ages ago from hanging out with GMs that one should never utter the phrase, "Things can't get much worse than this." While stopping by Dango's to pick up some carry-out wings, I had the dubious pleasure of listening to some guy with a guitar attempting to cover Sister Hazel's "All for You." I then made the mistake of thinking things oculdn't get much worse, at which point he launched into "Wonderwall," and I watched a beer-sodden frat boy go nose-to-nose with his girlfriend and yowling, "You're my wonderwalllll..." before entering liplock, thus creating a "moment." I grabbed my food and ran for the hills, burning my footprints behind me.
* In contrast, I got to heard a sleep-deprived DJ announce that his station was "serving up a rock 'n' roll breakfast of rock 'n' roll." A car-moshing devil-horns moment if there ever was one. Rawk.
