What happens when there’s no game night

Well, CV and Vermonstrous and I, we grab some Nam Viet for dinner. And just as happened like eight months ago, when it’s the three of us we can’t get fucking served. We waited and waited and waited. The thing is, I think we’ve all been in the interim and had no problems - it’s just the combination of the three of us, they refuse to serve us. Awesome. Dinner took like an hour, and jesus fucking christ, we ordered a single order of spring rolls and pho, pho, pho. It’s soup, people. Spoon it out and bring it to us. Sheesh.
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Stuck inside of MCI with the weather-related-travel-delay blues, again

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me, and I have learned my lesson: next time I fly home in the winter, I’m renting a car to get home. (more…)

Fun at the impound lot… really.

Sunday night TM, MS, CV, MBG and I all trekked to Baltimore to see the Pipettes at Sonar. CV has the review, but I have a story. See, on our hunt for parking, I found myself in familiar territory: the Baltimore impound lot. One of ‘em, anyway. I’ve been meaning to post about this for months… (more…)

Curses! Foiled again.

The way things have gone lately, I’m beginning to think we should be posting at that other site. By now you’ve read about Halloween. Yeah. Good times. But we are busy and resilient types, inclined to pick up and continue on. In that spirit, CV, MBG, and I made our way to the Halloween store at Cleveland Park, motivated by the need for costumes for a soiree this weekend and enticed by a post-holiday 50%-off sale.

In retrospect, we might have known it wasn’t our night before we made it into the parking lot. (more…)

The Stuffed Jesus Car

So MBG, Vermonstrous, and I were going to MBG’s disaster area to eat some Peruvian chicken and watch some John from Cincinnati, and going down Connecticut near Van Ness, the two in the front seat see a car right in front of us. (more…)