Email Convo of 2005

In a little preview of my review of the Best of 2005. I'd like to present you with the best email convo of 2005.

From: "Chris"
To: "[Black Bottom Cupcake]<[The BBC]@Hechts.com>,"Twin Sister"
<[Twin Sister]@hotmail.com>,"Jones, Grace" <[GJones]@icmarc.org>
Subject: mmeeeeehhhhh
Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2005 08:43:59 -0500

Hey Girls,

So I've decided we should play a little game. It's called the
"let's-piece-together-what-happened-last-night" game. I'll start:

I know I was at JR's between 530 and 730ish

I know that Joey showed up at some point.

I know that I woke up at 15th and Mass.

That is all.

Your turn


From: [Twin Sister] [mailto:[Twin Sister]@hotmail.com]
Sent: Friday, February 18, 2005 8:46 AM
To: [Chris]; [The BBC]@Hechts.com; Jones, Grace
Subject: RE: mmeeeeehhhhh

I know that you went hoem with a guy named [deleted] who is having a [deleted] bday party tonight. I know that he had a man purse on with a camera inside of it... I know that you we grabbing his crotch in the bar and rubbing it... who's next?


From: "[Jones, Grace]" [mailto:[GJones]@icmarc.org>]
Sent: Friday, February 18, 2005 8:55 AM
To: "Chris"; [The BBC]@Hechts.com; "[Twin Sister]"
Subject: RE: mmeeeeehhhhh

Umm . . . I know that I pulled a double Chris and a) spilled my diet coke all over McDonalds and b) made out with a boy whose boyfriend was standing right behind us. I know that [Twin Sister] and I went back to JR's after McDs and that is where I ran into that boy [deleted] that I made out with. Next.


From: "[The BBC]" [mailto:[GJones]@icmarc.org>]
Sent: Friday, February 18, 2005 10:38 AM
To: "[Jones, Grace]"
CC: "[Twin Sister]"; "Chris"
Subject: RE: mmeeeeehhhhh

So I guess this means that it's my turn........

I remember most of the night. I got to JR's at 6:30, and surprise surprise Chris was alreay on the way to the drunken highway......oh and [Grace Jones] was dancing already. I remember Joe coming and I left with him which I don't know what time that was......this is where I need help..... I know that we went to some alley on P and I waited in the car while a transaction took place.....then we went to the ghetto Wendy's where for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to get out and go inside.....why ?? I don't know......then I remember getting home and five minutes later FoRoh was there...... don't really know how that happened but whatever..... The better question is who is ready for a weekend of tragedy...................

Search of the Day

Someone from Harlowtown, Montana entered the terms "twin sister gets fucked" into MSN Search and was redirected to my blog.

This is funny to me on so many different levels.

While it's true that I've posted these pics before, I figured it was time to refresh your memory on how hot this guy is.

Fill-In-The-Blanks

Last night saw a reunion (minus one) of the Mean Girls at JR's. Naturally we had a cocktail or three and, like most nights at JR's, the end of the evening got a little blurry. In order to refresh my memory, I'd like to play Fill-In-The-Blanks. I'll go first.

I remember my first drink
I remember telling Dave the first one was a little weak
I remember ditching Twin Sister and Grace Jones outside of 7-11

Who's Next?

UPDATE: I really don't remember Adam & Patrick showing up at JR's

Unscathed

Well I've managed to make it relatively unscathed through the holidays. I suppose technically there is still one to go, but in comparison to Thanksgiving and Christmas, New Year's is childsplay. Went home to San Francisco this past weekend and, overall, the trip was pretty uneventful. Most of the time was spent with the family, although I did go out to the Castro for some BOGO (buy-one-get-one) action on Monday night at the Bar on Castro. Now I should've know better after this particular episode. I was home and in bed passed out by 930. My attempt to sneak past my mother (am I in high school?) totally failed.

In other trip news. I met up with a few people that I haven't seen since high school. It was definitely nice to catch up and see what everyone is up to these days. Also, I ran into this guy at the lounge in the San Francisco airport. Originally I was flying back to BWI and he to Dulles but after my flight got delayed by almost two hours I made the switch to his flight. Ours was only delayed by about 15 mins which, given that the entire departure board was showing weather delays, wasn't so bad.

An interesting idea

I came across the blog of Justin, whom I met a few years ago in Ithaca, but has since moved here to DC. He has come up with a pretty nifty idea, one that I'm definitely inclined to support. Rather than oversimplify it here, this is how he described it in this blog entry:

In essence, I will be traveling around the country – to all 50 states – doing research and providing MeetJustin viewers with interviews and commentary on 4 blogs in areas I am passionate about: Gay, Community, Travel, and Women.

I will combine all technologies available to me – podcasting, video, moblogging, and good ol’ blogging – to provide a completely fresh and unique view on life in America.

I will follow the GAY movement across the country – what is the political support structure like – which cities are the best for gays – what unique ideas/programs are out there we don’t know about.

I will highlight COMMUNITY all across the country – who are our leaders today – what programs our helping/hurting our communities – what do Americans think about their country and the world today.

I will highlight my TRAVEL across the country – which places are hot and which are not – what is there to do in Salt Lake City from a local’s perspective – what city has the best food, fashion, and fun.

I will follow the WOMEN’s movement across the country – where are women making advances – how do women feel about different issues in different places – what opportunities and roadblocks are out there for women.

I have to give him some serious credit for actually doing something like this. Many people come up with great ideas, dreams, or goals, but never really work to carry them out. He, at least, seems to be making an effort. Anyway, take a look at the website if you get a chance, and I guess we'll just have to wait and see if this all works out.

Hack cabs and hand grenades

Well ok, not really hand grenades. But anyway...I talked to The Army Boy (who's up in New York) yesterday. He was having issues with his roommates and decided to move out. Our last conversation was a kind of brief and I just wanted to make sure everything was ok. He assured me it was, but that he really couldn't talk about it at the moment. You see, he was in the middle of ferrying people from Manhatten to JFK. As I'm sure you've heard, there is a minor labor dispute going on up there and since The Army Boy has a car, and no standard 9-5, he figured he'd make a dollar or twenty driving people to the airport and back. The Army Boy is now a hack cab driver. Not a bad idea really...

It's in my hands!

Well, after a serious ordeal. One a returned CD and a misplaced UPS package later, I finally have my hands on Afterdark Volume 1. A double disk mix CD by Roger Sanchez and Tom Stephan. I've listened to both CD's and they are obviously HOT. Not to mention, quite different from each other. I can't tell which one I like better, probably will be the one by Tom Stephan, well, because it's by Tom Stephan.

If you like house and/or dance music, but are a little bit tired of White Party Volume Quadrillion, or Louie Davito's NYC Dance, I highly recommend this compilation. It's different, but in a very good way. Also check out Live@Space by Oscar G., or if you're feeling really bold (and in a bit more of a Progressive mood) check out Undulation 1 by Satoshi Tomiie and Hector Romero.

Weekend Re-Cap

1. Friday night was lounging in bed, watchin TV and finishing up some work left over from earlier in the day. Kinda sucked.

2. Saturday I kidnapped Twin Sister on his way to the gym and instead we went to brunch at Trio's. Which, BTW, wasn't as bad as I remembered. Granted, the food wasn't great, but still, not as bad I thought it be. A good question to ask at this point might be, "If you were expecting the food to be bad, why did you go?" And my answer would be, "Meh, it's so damn convenient." Afterwards, we went to Universal Gear, then tanning, then to Filene's Basement. And let me tell you, Filene's might as well have been giving away free clothes the way people were tearing through the bins. It looked like a market in Mombasa on payday. Saturday night I went to a graduation party of a friend of the bf's. I had every intention of keeping it semi-low key. Well, you know what they say don't you? The road to hell is paved with good intentions. I think it was shot number 4 of Captain Morgan that really tipped me over the edge. I should've know better. The Captain and I used to be BFF, until one day we hit a rough patch of seas and he threw me off the ship. On saturday night I tried to reconcile our differences, but it didn't really work out. The last thing I remember is talking to someone at the party, then I woke up at 7am face down in the bf's bed fully clothed (shoes, jacket, the works). See this is remarkable he had already left the party to go to Liquid Ladies with some lesbians. I still have no idea what happened in that space of time, and will probably keep it that way.

3. Sunday morning, woke up very confused, and with a hangover to rival the 7th circle of hell. Decided the best cure for that would be all-you-can-drink brunch at the Beacon. By three thirty, we'd had enough, and I went back to Twin Sister's and promptly passed out on his bed.

I've decided that this week is going to be booze free. Well ok, booze-lite. I need to let my liver reset itself.

Ouch

Well, I can't say I didn't warn you. I definitely got wiggedy wasted last night. Met a friend, who I hadn't seen in a while, at JR's. I was quite amused as he has absolutely. NO. tolerance. He had three drinks and was wasted. Quite the polar opposite of myself I might add. Ultimately Twin Sister and I made it to the GL for some shirtless men drinkies. As you can imagine, I'm seriously hungover.

Forewarned is Fair-warned

Dear Citizens of 17th St.,

I will be at JR's at 5:30 today. An unsually early start for all-you-can-drink. Consider this your warning.

Thanks,
-Management

12 Days of Christmas

Last night was JR's Christmas party, so of course this morning I woke up still slightly drunk. I definitely had the "I need to get my reparations" mentality last night. I'd like to give you highlights of the evening, but I really don't remember much. In that vain, let's play Fill-In-The-Blanks:

I remember taking a picture with Santa
I remember eating the appetizers they had like it was going out of style
I remember singing the 12 days of christmas and LOVING it

I do not remember going to McDonald's last night
I do not remember what time we left
I do not remember any part of the walk home

Who's Next?

Cell Phone Issues

My friend Sara is having cell phone issues. Apparently she lost all of her numbers (we've all had this cataclysmic event happen at some point) and she sent me an email asking to re-give her my number. This is the email she sent me, I sincerely encourage you to read the whole thing, it'll make you laugh:

A Cell Phone Study

Subjects:

Cell phone (henceforth known as "Subject C" or "C")

Sara ("Subject S" or "S")

Characteristics:

Subject C: 7 months, mobile telephone, Marked suicidal tendencies, certain air of indifference towards completion of job requirements, fits beautifully in designated cell-phone pockets in purses, enjoys losing service only in periods of extreme hot and cold weather to force Subject S to take Subject C outside.

Subject S: 24, Female, Ignores repeated requests by outside contacts to replace Subject C, tendency to anthropomorphize objects such as cell phone, lighters, etc.

Time period of study: 6 months

History of interactions between subject C and S

1) Attempted suicide by C by plummeting 6 stories

Status:

C: Survived with minimal damage

S: Very mild heart attack

Observations: First reported instance of Subject C's suicidal tendencies, Subject S is possibly seen as enabler for allowing Subject C to sit outside on high balconies. Note, Subject S did not institutionalize C at this instance and was heard to in fact laugh and joke about Subject C's attempt.

2) Vow of silence

Status:

C: Inconclusive, due to subject's refusal to speak, sole communication method- vibrations and flashing lights

S: Mild frustration mixed with appreciation of never hearing annoying motorola delivered ring-tones

Observations: It is noted that Subject C did have access to readings on methods of "peaceful protest." Observers hypothesize that Subject C was "acting out" in response to S's cavalier attitude towards C's mental state and instances of what is known as "drunk dialing."

3) Withholding Voice and Text Messages on Subject S's birthday

Status:

C: Appeared content and pleased with self; provided no apology to Subject S, even refused to discuss the situation

S: Appeared mildly depressed and older

Observations: Subject C shows cruelty to S. At this time, S considered sending C for "re-education" at a private institution funded by motorola, continues to profess love of C to outside contacts.

4) Sim Card Destruction

Status:

C: Repeatedly requested for S to "Check Sim Card" and would only put through "Emergency Calls" as deemed by the cell phone, to be only numbers beginning in 9. Shows some concern for subject "S"'s general welfare, but complete disregard of possible social life.

S: grrrr [sic]

Observations: Subject C has forced subject S to finally take note of growing mental instability. Subject S speaks to professionals (Cingular)

5) Replacement of Sim Card, Resetting of Phone Settings, and loss of all numbers

Status:

C: Appears to accept and welcome imminent destruction

S: Regret mixed with anger and frustration

Conclusions:

Marked shift in S's attitude towards assisted suicide; fear of own mental-health in light of Subject C's instability.

Subject C will permanently separate from Subject S for counseling and refurbishment.

Subject S will attempt to retrieve telephone numbers previously maintained by C by writing incredibly silly emails, in hopes that outside contacts will email Subject C with contact information to be provided to Subject C's successor.

Thank you.

-The only thing I changed was the bolding of the subjects, to make it a bit easier to follow. Feel free to pass along, just give credit where it's due.

Convo-of-the-day

Office Mate Kate: I have to go to wedding this weekend in Boston and I kinda don't want to.
Me: Why, who's wedding?
OMK: Ugh, this big fat bitch that Mke (her bf) went to college with. The girl is a tool and has always been super mean to me.
Me: Eff that! Don't go.
OMK: But see, she used to have a crush on Mike. So I have to go and show her that I got him and she didn't. And I'm going to look FABULOUS.

Polar Express

Normally I'd give you a weekend round-up, one hopefully filled with fun and booze. This weekend, however, was spent on a plane. Well, more precisly, six of them. My 30 hour trip to Alaska was pretty un-eventful. My plane to NY was delayed, of course. But not too much. Here are some highlights from the trip:

1. There are some seriously hot guys in Alaska. Not really sure why. Maybe it's the rugged mountain man look or whatnot, but I noticed this as I was wandering around the airport (that's pretty much all I did while I was there). There are also several military bases nearby so maybe that had something to do with it.
   
2. US Airways pretty much sucks. Three of my six flights were on US Airways, and all three of those flights were delayed. Moreover, the flight attendants just did not seem to want to be there. In contrast all of the United flights were on time, with generally happy crews that seemed to actually be enjoying what they were doing. Not to mention that United has Economy Plus (which makes a HUGE differnce), and channel 9 which lets you listen in on air traffic control. And since I'm a geek, this is a big deal to me.
3. By flight number four, I was OV-ER-IT! I don't how people do it, but I defintiely don't want to have to do this again unless I absolutly have to. There are people out there that fly to Singapore, stay 7 hours, and fly back. They are crazy.
   
4. Airport food really sucks. So does airplane food.
   
5. Reading the latest issue of OUT on the airplane can often score you some free booze from the flight attendant (on two seperate flights for me).
   
6. Alaska was warmer than DC. Seriously. It was 35 when I landed. Furthermore, Anchorage is actually a city. I guess I was imagining landing on some dirt airstrip in the frozen tundra, surrounded by igloos. Not the case.
   
7. I didn't get to see the Northern Lights :-(
8. The movie on my flight from Denver to Anchorage was Polar Express. Hmmm.
   

Sunday night went to JR's. Didn't end up staying too long as the BF had been there since 2 and was LOADED. The main reason I went was to demand my invite to the christmas party which never showed up in the mail. Grrrr. The party's tomorrow. Yea.

Oh, and I almost forget. Our office christmas party was on Friday at La Chaumiere. It was definitely some fun times, I drank alot but didn't make a fool of myself. Unlike one of my coworkers. She was pounding martini's like it was her J-O-B. I was almost going to say something to her but then figured it be more fun to watch the aftermath. I was right. By the end of the night we had move to a bar in Georgetown (I only stayed for one drink before I could catch the GT cooties), and she was making out with another girl (I think she did it for attention). I also am pretty sure our intern is gay.

Bitches

So I was reading a transcript of an interview that Ang Lee, the Director of Brokeback Mountain, did on the Charlie Rose Show. I'm happily reading along and then all of a sudden, BAM. He give away the ending. Just like that. "blah blah blah a story of forbidden love blah blah blah epic love story blah blah blah [gives away the ending]." What. The. Fuck? Can I get a spoiler alert please? I'm obviously still gonna go see the movie, but they didn't give it all awayl...uugghh...bitches.

Office Christmas Party

Sorry about the brief blog hiatus, I don't really have an excuse, just didn't really have anything to blog about.

Anyway, tonight is our office christmas party. In the past, these have sometimes gotten a bit out of hand, what with the top shelf open bar and such. Also in the past, these parties have been during the week, on a tuesday or wednesday. This year it's on a Friday. Free booze+ my coworkers+plus friday night= recipe for disaster. I have to keep myself in check this evening as I'm flying off to Alaska tomorrow and the last thing I want is to be wickedly hungover (or still drunk). My coworkers on the other hand...

Letter

Dear Yahoo! Search,

Can you please explain to me why, when someone enters, "BIG GAY RIG DRIVER FUCKING OLD MEN" into your search engine, you feel the need to direct people to my blog? I am not a big gay rig driver, am not an old man being fucked by one, nor do I have pictures of said incident. While I don't really care if your users are directed to my site, they will only be dissatisfied with your search engine when they don't find what they are looking for.

Thanks,
-Management

Weekend Round-Up

There really isn't much a of weekend to report. I spent most of being sick and crancky with a cold. Despite that, on Friday I managed to make it over to Nick & Bernie's place for a little party. I only had 4 dranks (granted they were dixie cup style, naturally 1/2 vodka 1/2 mixer) and managed to get wiggedy wasted. The BF and I miraculesly found a cab at 1st and Rhode Island at 2 in the morning.

Spent most of Saturday either in bed or at work. On Saturday night we all tundled even further out to a party at 15th and A NE. There was a small arguement between the BBC and I over what part of the city we were in. He claimed we were in Capital Hill. While I claimed we were in the Ghetto.

Spent all day yesterday in bed and in front of the TV. Didn't even go out to JR's last night, which is a pretty good indication of how shitty I was feeling yesterday. Am feeling a bit better today, although at the moment there is snow falling. And you know how I feel about snow...

Last night

My. Head. Hurts. Last night after work I raced home to let Nick in so that he could (finally) move his shit out of my place. Afterwards I trekked back in to the city to meet up with Twin Sister and the BF for some drinkies. It's been several weeks since I've been to JR's on a thursday and for some reason Twin Sister and I felt we needed to make up for lost time. First of all, there was a serious cast of characters out last night. Nick's Nemesis, Back Seat of a Durango, several of Twin Sister's tricks...they were all out. After several cocktails it was pushing 10pm and we did what any self respecting gay boy would do. Trip over to the GL for shirtless men drink free.
Side note: WTF is up with the HUGE dixie cups they serve you. Look I understand I should probably excercise some restraint when it comes to drinking, but don't they know Chris+Drinks=Fat girl+Cake. Neither of us know when to say when. Finally 11 rolled around and the BF and I decided that we'd had enough. We left Twin Sister at the bar and headed home.
Second Side note: In retrospect it was probably not a good idea to set Twin Sister loose in the GL by herself. Especially given the text message I received from him (at 410am): "Call me when you wake up to make sure I am up. I have quite then story for you." I called him twice this morning but he did not pick up. Whatevs, I did my part.

Double-Take

I'm getting ready to leave work, and I head to Washingtonpost.com just to check the headlines before I shut off my computer, and what do I see there on the home page?

South African Court Rules for Same Sex Marriage

My initial reaction was that it must've been some lower court ruling that would quickly be overturned by the legislature or a higher court. But no. It was the country's Supreme Court which gave the legislature one year to change the words "husband" and "wife" to "spouse." This one sentence in particular caught my eye:

"The Southern African Catholic Bishops' Conference said it would oppose the ruling in parliament but acknowledged that it had no prospect of stopping the legalization of same-sex marriage."

Am I reading this right? South Africa is poised to become only the fifth country in the world to recognize same-sex marriage? I'm blown away by this. The continent of Africa, along with the countries in the Middle East, are some of the most stridently opposed to homosexuality, let alone gay unions. In a whole host of countries homosexuality is punishable by death, in sometimes painful ways (stoning, hanging, etc...). I've always wanted to go to South Africa and this gives me one more reason why I should.

Song of the Day

Tom Stephan has started his own label (Cumbomundo), and the first release is finally out. It is H-O-T.

Here I Come - Tom Stephan (Superchumbo Vocal, Jamie J Sanchez Mix, DJ Rooster & Sammy Peralta Mix)

All three mixes are very good. Haven't yet decided which one I like best. Either the Superchumbo or Jamie Sanchez.

Find them all at BeatPort

Suman has finally jumped on the blog bandwagon and started his own. I'm a little mad that his looks cooler than mine...

Snack Time

Most days at around 330 or 4pm I get a hankering for a snack. And today was no exception. So I trundled myself across the street to Rite Aid to see what I could fine. Maybe a bag of chips, or some M&M's. What did I come back with? A pint and a half of Reese's Peanut Butter Cup ice cream. And don't you know I already have that bad boy open, on my desk, with a spoon. Sans bowl.

My First Mileage Run

As the New Year approaches, frequent fliers everywhere are making a list and checking it twice. Do they have status secured for next year? Unfortunately, I don't. Which means that I have to take my very first mileage run (Read this article for a good explanation of what I mileage run is). Currently I have 41,403 elite qualifying miles, and I need 50,000 to keep premier executive for next year, meaning I'm 8,597 miles short. That's kind of a lot. I checked Europe, I checked Asia, but nothing was cheap. After reading the above referenced article, I decided to check out Anchorage, Alaska and sure enough, came up with a cheap enough ticket. So here's the trip I'm taking next Saturday (Dec 10):

Washington National (DCA) - NY, LaGuardia (LGA) 10:00 - 11:10
NY, LaGuardia (LGA) - Denver, CO (DEN) 13:40 - 16:05
Denver, CO (DEN) - Anchorage, AK (ANC) 17:26 - 21:11
Anchorage, AK (ANC) - Denver, CO (DEN) 23:30 - 06:34
Denver, CO (DEN) - Pittburgh, PA (PIT) 07:50 - 12:37
Pittsburgh (PIT) - Washington National (DCA) 16:00 - 16:57

Total elite qualifying miles: 8,730 which will put me 133 miles over the 50 thou mark. Kinda cutting it close I know, but it's definitely worth it. And the total cost was about $400. Not bad at all.

Twin Sister is going to be pissed that I'm missing White Party @ Nation though...

Weekend Round-up

Well I have to say, this past weekend was quite entertaining. I definitely consumed enough food and booze to last me until christmas. Let's recap shall we:

Wednesday: I spent most of the day on the train to Boston. At 6.5 hours it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Took the Acela Express which is nice and roomy, the train was crowded, but not standing-in-isles crowded. I was definitely over it by hour 5 though. After a quick shower and costume change at Twin Sister's mom's house, we decided to head out to the bars to meet some of his friends from high-school. We started out at a straight bar but eventually made our way to the gays. By this time we were seriously intoxicated. How intoxicated you might ask? So intoxicated that I decided to play pimp for the evening. Neither TS or I wanted to shell out the $50 for the cab ride back to the 'burbs, so I made the executive decision to find an alternative place to stay for the evening. I saw a gentleman eyeing TS and made the introduction. The quote of the evening would have to be:

Twin Sister: I'd be happy to go home with you but my friend here is staying with me. He'd have to sleep on your couch.

Definitely one of our tashier moments. And sure enough, I slept on the couch.

Thursday: After waking up and subwaying it back to the house. We didn't have too much time to get ready and head over to Twin Sister's Aunt's for dinner. Overall it was a nice time with good food. However, TS's younger brother (21 or 22 years old) drove one of the guests away before dinner even started. Now, in the brother's defense, this woman is seriously crazy. And she must've been off her meds that day. She was already upset that her two adopted kids (who are supposedly normal) were spending the day at her recently divorcerd husband's house. Things got worse when we starting to talk about how much DC has changed, included the lack of prostitutes near the White House. I guess she didn't like the conversation. The icing on the cake was when TS's brother tried a bit of baked brie that apparently she had brought, he then yelled out "Uuuuggghhh, this is ROTTEN." The woman got up, turned to the brother, said "don't you have any manners," walked out the door, got in her car, and left. And sure enough did not come back. Strangely, no one seemed to be all that concerned. That night we went to a friend's house, sat around, and got loaded.

Friday: This day was rather tame. We slept in, went to the gym, and went to game night at TS's other Aunt's house. Not much really to report...didn't even drink that much

Saturday: We didn't really do much today either. Saturday night though we decided we needed a little change of pace. We started out at some trashy club called Paradise. It was two levels and the lower level looked like a basement. Probably because it was a basement. After that we went to Rise, were Twin Sister had manged to get us on the list. The place was pretty cool, although the music was wack. Despite this we ended up staying until damn near 6am (we got there at 230)

Sunday: Spent 10.5 hours in a car riding back to DC. I'm sure you can imgine how fun that was.

Bitches, I told you so!

My theory is that they a running drugs. Why else would the bus stop at 1st and New York Avenue. Where someone opens the luggage hold, takes something out. puts something in, talks to the driver for a minute, and the leaves.

Thanksgiving

Well I'm off tomorrow morning to Boston for Thanksgiving with Twin Sister and his family. I'm really looking forward to it as I think it'll be a total blast. His mom is a riot! I just hope she doesn't share a handle of vodka with us and then sendl us off to hit the streets. She did that when she came down to visit and it was NOT pretty (what really wasn't pretty was the fact that we could barely stumble into JR's and they still served us). I haven't met Twin Sister's brother yet, but apparently he's hot. And gay.

You might be wondering why I'm not going home for Thanksgiving. "But Chris, you fly back and forth to San Francisco like it's a trip to Target. Why aren't you going home now?" And you'd be right. But I haven't been home for Thanksgiving in three years cause it's generally been cheaper to fly east to Europe than west to SF around this time. I had planned on being in Brussels to visit a friend but that didn't work out, so off to Boston (on the train no less) I go. Besides Christmas is only a few weeks away and I'll be home then.

I'll be back on the blog on Monday. Have a happy and safe Thanksgiving!

Un-nerving

So I was outside smoking a cig earlier today when a Cheep Grand Cherokee pulled up across the street and double parked. I wasn't really paying attention but then I heard a gasp or two. When I turned around to look, all I saw were people staring at the car and at the building that the driver must've run into. I went back to work and when I came out not too much later, there were cops and fire trucks EVERYWHERE. There was a ladder truck and they were raising the ladder up to a ledge between two buildings across the street. There was a stretcher on the ladder and I figured for some reason they must be rescuing someone from the ledge. Well it turns out. They were. Sort of.

Convo of the Weekend.

Overheard in the Gallery Place metro station last night after Brian and I saw Harry Potter (which was SO good BTW).

Girl #1: I can't believe he played him like that.

Girl #2: Who?

Girl #1: Dumbledore. Man, when he told Harry Potter to forget about his dream, he shoulda had that shit on lock.

Girl #2: Right! Instead Harry up against Voldemort solo, and on top, dude done bust a cap in his friend.

Girl #1: That is some shady shit.

Convo of the Day

Me: Kate, I go out one night a week and you call me an alcoholic
Kate: Ya well I go out one night a month and you send me links to Betty Ford.

Mind you both of us are still a little drunk from last night...

Pants

I urge you, gentle reader, to click on this link and read the description of these pants. It's hystarical!

I will write more when I'm less hungover drunk. And no. I did not go to all-you-can-drink.

UPDATE: Apparently this eBay ad as made quite the rounds. Here is the author's blog, and his post on some of the recognition his ad has received.

Mother Nature You're a bitch. Pt. 2

So I think mother nature was mad at me yesterday after I called her a bitch. She teamed up with weather bug to play a mean little trick on me. Around 330-4pm it rained. I knew this was coming. I could see it on weather bug. What I did not know when I left work at 530 was that the earlier rain was not the end of it. You see I had checked weatherbug after the earlier rain dopplar said that was it. When I left the office I had forgotten my umbrella, as it was only sprinkling outside (and weatherbug didn't say more rain), I figured I'd be fine. Not so. I'm halfway to the metro, too far to turn around, when, WHOOOOOSHH. Buckets of water come poring onto my head. It was still raining when I got off the metro. And still raining when I got back on it to go back downtown. Mother nature, you've won this round...

Mother Nature, you're a bitch!

This little weather thingy has me a bit concerned. Right now it is a quite pleasent, though windy, 74 degrees outside. Somehow by tonight the temperature is supposed to drop just shy of 40 degrees. That's one mighty drop. You know it's going to be one of those times when once the front passes through, the temp drops in like 2.5 seconds.

Tomorrow's to-do list: Wear scarf and jacket to work, send mother nature a big eff-you letter.

Rite-Aid

I just ran across the street to rite-aid to buy cigarettes. I was in a hurry but there was only one person in line so I figured I could wait. I get behind the woman and stand there for a few before I realize that she has two shopping baskets filled with things. Now I've seen people before in rite-air stock up on candy for the office, or buy a couple of toiletries, but this woman was full-on grocery shopping. In Rite Aid! WTF? I mean she had toilet paper, cans of soup, cereal, milk, aluminum foil (who knew), the whole bit. Of course there was only one register open and the women behind it was in no kind of hurry. Bitch this is rite-aid. Seller of cigs, candy and perscriptions. If you want to get your shop on, go to Giant.

Weekend Round-Up

As perdicted, this weekend was filled with booze and hangovers. Overall it was a great time, although I don't think I've taken so many Advils in a single weekend before.

Thursday night: We all gathered at JR's for Bernie's B-Day, which happily coincided with $9 all-you-can-drink. I made the mistake of not eating before hand. I've made this mistake before, and it is n-e-v-e-r pretty. There really isn't much to report on. Probably because there really isn't much I remember. I do know that I woke up at Brian's with my hand in a McDonalds bag and an iron grip on some stale french fries. Cute, I know.

Firday Night: Take Thursday night and wash, rise, repeat. Friday was Nick's birthday which meant that he got to decide where we would go that night. His decision? The Common Share in Adam's Morgan. If you know me, you'll know that there is nothing more that I hate than a night out in Adam's Morgan. So I was less than thrilled at his choice. Twin Sister and I decided that clearly there is no way we can get out of it so we might as well make the best of it. A magnum of La Contessa pinot and a half bottle of vodka later, we figured it might not be that bad. We headed to JR's for a quick top off before heading to Adam's Morgan. I have to say, the pregame booze definitely did the trick because the Common Share was not as bad as I had remembered. I reached my limit at a relatively early midnight and had to check myself out of the party.

Saturday was Bernie and Nick's b-day brunch out at Bernie's parents house. Now mind you, Bernie's parents live out it Stickville so brunch was an all day experience. Brunch was fun, filled with tons of food and drink. However, getting to brunch was not so fun. Saturday night I decided to go to Nation with Chuck. My first time there since July. I ended up having a pretty decent time. A bunch of people I haven't seen in a while were there, and we definitely danced it up until 5 in the morning. Which is remarkable considering the DJ blew.

Sunday: Didn't do one damn thing.

Random stuff

The new Madonna album makes me wet and the two remixes I've heard for Hung Up make me even wetter! So far I like the Chus & Ceballos remix a lot better than the Tracy Young. But maybe that's because I really don't like Tracy Young. I'm still mad at her from the time she spun at Nation and just flipped the music off at the end. Bitch.

"Dance Floor Under Construction: Birthday Extravaganza" is finished. There are a couple of gems in there for your listning pleasure.

It so fucking cold outside, it was way warmer this morning when I left for work. Now it's like the arctic tundra

I don't have shit to do at work until January. Finally. I probably shouldn't be writing this but whatev's.

Poltical Post of the Day

So I know I've been posting a bunch of political stuff recently. Sorry about that. I'll try and spice up the coming weekend so I can give you lurid tales of booze and such. In the mean time, came across this post from Andrew Sullivan (via White House Briefing). Sullivan makes and extremely valid point regarding the President's recent assertion that "We do not torture."


"BUSH DIGS IN DEEPER: Here's a fascinating quote:

"There's an enemy that lurks and plots and plans and wants to hurt America again. So you bet we will aggressively pursue them but we will do so under the law. We do not torture," - president Bush, today.

If that's the case, why threaten to veto a law that would simply codify what Bush alleges is already the current policy? If "we do not torture," how to account for the hundreds and hundreds of cases of abuse and torture by U.S. troops, documented by the government itself? If "we do not torture," why the memos that expanded exponentially the lee-way given to the military to abuse detainees in order to get intelligence? The president's only defense against being a liar is that he is defining "torture" in such a way that no other reasonable person on the planet, apart from Bush's own torture apologists (and they are now down to one who will say so publicly), would agree. The press must now ask the president: does he regard the repeated, forcible near-drowning of detainees to be torture? Does he believe that tying naked detainees up and leaving them outside all night to die of hypothermia is "torture"? Does he believe that beating the legs of a detainee until they are pulp and he dies is torture? Does he believe that beating detainees till they die is torture? Does he believe that using someone's religious faith against them in interrogations is "cruel, inhumane and degrading" treatment and thereby illegal? What is his definition of torture? "

I personally wouldn't mind hearing the answer to these questions.

Evaluations

We finally get to evaluate our researchers here at my job. Without these people, our jobs would be so much harder. And yet. With these people, our jobs are so much harder. Every three months when our reports are due, it's not uncommon to hear my fellow coworkers damning these researchers to a life of eternal hell. We've all spent countless hours trying to fix the mess that some (not all) of these people create. My office mate Kate sent in this evaluation of one particular researcher.

Dear Management,

[This researcher] fails at all aspects of being a person.

Thanks,
-Kate

Fill-In-The-Blanks?

Normally on a monday morning afternoon I like to play Fill-In-The-Blanks. (Un)fortuntely I didn't go to JR's last night and instead went to a lesbian cookout over by Capital Hill. Considering Brian and I might as well have spent the entire weekend at Home Depot, this was really quite fitting. The only booze filled night was Saturday, and even that was quite tame. I think I had 4 drinks and was in bed by 12. Secretly I'm saving up for Nick and Bernie's birthday extravaganza which will begin this Thursday at JR's, promptly at 5:05 pm, and will most likely not end until Monday morning.

What Happens in Vegas...

I bet with this post title you thought I was gonna give some tasty tale of booze, sex, and dabauchery. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm actually going to draw your attention to this Washington Post article about the FBI's use of National Security Letters. These letters are used by the FBI to obtain all manner of private info (phone logs, email lists, what books you checked out, online purchases, website visits, etc...), without the approval of a judge or grandjury, or for that matter, the oversight of Congress.

The post cites one particular example that really struck me. You may or may not remember the orange alert that was issued for Las Vegas right before New Years 2003. To investigate the terror threat, the FBI used these letters, among other means, to gather information on anyone that stayed in a hotel, rented a car, or flew on a plane to Las Vegas during a two week period. Are you kidding me? Think about that for a second. That's well over a million people. The FBI tracked the movements (at least vaguely) of a million people during a two week period. And who knows what other kind of information they gathered that wasn't revealed in the Post report. If you were visiting Las Vegas for New Years 2003, then you have an FBI file. What's even more disturbing is that even though the investigation didn't turn up anything, the government is still keeping all of that data for possible future use. Because of this, I've decided to write congress a letter:


Dear Congress,

Please excercise your constitutionally mandated task of government oversight.

Thanks,
-Management

Chris Evan's is SO hot!!

Fill-In-The-Blanks

As it's Friday morning, I would like to play Fill-In-The-Blanks. I know it's been a while but I'm sure you remember how. I'll go first.

I remember getting to JR's at 630
I remember not leaving until almost 10
I remember (though it had to be prompted) fighting a bush on my way to the GL
I vaguely remember not being able to find my coat check (but found like 4 others) at the GL and having to leave my bag and jacket.

I do not remember the walk back to Brian's
I do not remember most of my time at the GL (although I do remembr calling him like a bazillion times)
I do not remember how many drinks I had last night. I say 4-5. Bernie says 8-9. I'm guess it's somewhere in between

Who's next?

I would like to sleep with this man, and/or have his children. If you can work that out, let me know.

Thanks,
-Management

GOP Translator

I came across a pretty funny comment here, thought I'd share it. (Posted by Fairandbalanced?):

"...Democrats are devoid of any ideas..."

There's that line again.

In reality-speak that means:

"We're scared to death of the Democrats in '06/'08."

Im working on a GOP-to-Reality translator. Heres a test:

GOP: "We'll get Osama dead or alive"
TRANSLATION: "We wont ever get Osama b/c he keeps us in business."

another:

GOP: "We're going to fix social security."
TRANSLATION: "We want to end social security."

another:

GOP: "We are the party of morals."
TRANSLATION: "We will lie, cheat and rob you blind."

another:

GOP: "We want to return to fiscal responsibility."
TRANSLATION: "We want to shrink the Federal Govt down to the size where we can drown it in a bathtub."

Yeah! It works! Now all I need to do is mass produce it and sell it at Walmart.

Song(s) of the Day

Half a Mile Away (Scotty K's Vocal Mix) - Debby Holiday

This is one of those songs that just puts a smile on my face.

Update: I just discovered that gay icon Deborah Cox has released a new single. And of course, since she's a gay icon, there is already a remix. So now I have two songs of the day.

House is Not a Home (Tony Moran & Warren Rigg Anthem Mix) - Deborah Cox

BTW

Twin Sister, when referred to in this blog, is not my real twin sister. My real twin sister lives in San Francisco and does not come booze it up at JR's with me on a thursday night. Though I'm sure she'd love it.

Sorry for the confusion Logan.

PS. My real twin sister happens to be in LA this weekend as well. If she can get her act together and call me back, we might have lunch tomorrow.

UPDATE: Sadly, she did not get her act together.

My favorite type of text message

From: United EasyUpdate
Upgrade Confirmed: United First
UA 307 BWI-LAX Oct 28, departs 7:00pm

They had me a little worried when I passed the 72 hour mark and was still waitlisted. It's better than waiting to clear at the gate I suppose...

Last Night

So Twin Sister and I decided that we should brave the permafrost and head over to the high heel race. For some reason, we thought it would be a good idea to pour a bottle of Pinot into a nalgene bottle and take one for the road. Not such a good idea. While I'm, of course, wickedly hungover this morning, I do remember most of the events from last night. Here are some key points:

Putting the mostly full nalgene behind the bar at JR's.

Wathing the straights run amok, with dixie cups of booze and foam hats

Horrible singers at DIK bar

Oh and speaking of DIK bar. They really need a doorman. It seemed the entire crowd was under 21 (which for DIK bar, is definitely rare).

BRRRRRRR

Dear Mother Nature,

What did I do to deserve this? I don't drive an SUV. I try and promote companies that aren't (too) harmful to you. Yet you punish me with this weather. It's not enough that you dump lakes of water on me, and by extension, in my shoes, but now you have to go and make it damn near 3 degrees outside. Perhaps you have noticed that Washington, DC is not above the arctic circle? Please remedy this situation immediately.

Thanks,
-Chris

If you're bored

I came across this article in Slate about learning to drive a stick shift. It's quite amusing, especially if you've ever had to do it yourself. Plus it includes this fun paragraph about the beltway:

"Not the Beltway, Mr. Farrell, please not the Beltway!" she said as she made weeping sounds. To most of the country the Beltway is the place inside of which rapacious lobbyists rob and pillage. To me it is a 64-mile asphalt loop of dread. As Vanessa took her first on-ramp onto the Beltway, I thought there was a strong possibility I would be squashed in this tin can with a 16-year old at the wheel. I also thought, "Hooray, I'm not driving!" and happily closed my eyes. She gained confidence as we sped along and, taking the exit nearest my house, and with only a few bouncy shudders of the car, deposited me at my front door.

9 principles that frequent flyers know, yet most infrequent flyers don’t

This is a pretty interesting thread on FlyerTalk. Some of the things listed are really pretty valuable information. I've re-posted the 9 things originally listed by FT'er ButIsItArt, check out the thread for more:

1. Ticket prices are volatile.
2. Frequent flier miles really aren't worthless, and status really does count for something.
3. Sometimes the best seats are not in First Class.
4. First Class seats are not necessarily more expensive than Economy seats.
5. Low Cost Carriers do not necessarily offer the lowest fare for any given route.
6. All US carriers’ products are not essentially the same.
7. Trying to show airline personnel “who’s boss” will usually not result in better service.
8. The amount of Denied Boarding compensation is in some part quite negotiable.
9. Frequent flyers don’t think they are better than infrequent flyers; we just know how to play the game better.

All of these things are key, and one more as well, (posted by VPescado):

In case of irregular ops (weather delays, etc...), as soon as possible, you should be:
-Thinking about all of the alternate routings, while:
-Waiting on hold on your cell phone to reservations, while:
-Sprinting to the RCC (lounge).

That last one isn't so helpful if you don't have a lounge card, but I can't tell you how many times I've been saved, being stuck in O'Hare or Denver due to weather, simply by calling reservations rather then standing in the miles long line. Most people don't realize that they can also re-book you over the phone, which saves a ton of time and hassle, and often means you get that last seat on that last flight out rather then being stuck in a hotel, or worse, on an airport cot.

UPDATE: BTW, I do have an RCC card, but thanks Kiat for offering :-)

This hurts me more than it hurts you

If you look at my link list, you'll notice that something is missing. That's right, I have de-linked Nick's blog as it's now been a month since his last update. I'm sorry Nick, but it had to be done.

I lied

Whoops, I lied. Not gonna post the results. Sorry.

Disturbing question, disturbing answer

So I'm in the middle of taking a quiz that I found here and I have to say I'm a bit disturbed by two of the questions.

29. Would you rather die yourself or have 10 random people in the world die?
    
    • me
    • 10 of them
    
    
30. What if it were 10,000 people?
    
    • me
    • all of them

I think what disturbed me the most is how long it took me to answer that question.

PS. Will post the quiz results in a few.

Is the sword about to fall?

I have a feeling that most of you probably have not been following Special Prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald investigation into the leaking of Valerie Plame's name as closely as I have (for some background, check this out). If you have, than you are probably sitting as close to the edge of your seat as I am waiting for any possible indictments. News reports continue to speculate that both Karl Rove (the architect of Bush's electoral victories and liberals' arch-nemesis) and I. Lewis "Scooter" Libby (Cheney's Chief of Staff) could possible be indicted as early as this week. Both of these men were instrumental in convincing the public that the U.S. needed to go to war in Iraq because the country was stockpiling weapons of mass destruction, claims that now appear to largely be false. Nothing would make me happier than to see these two men indicted, both of whom were instrumental in setting this country on a seriously wrong path.

This is probably the most unflattering picture of me ever. Thanks Kiat!

Conversation of the Weekend

Overheard while walking down 17th St:

Man#1 (to his friend): You know, I really think we should start doing more coke.
Friend: Seriously, I'm so over crystal. I can't keep being up for 4 days straight.
Man#1: I KNOW. Tina's one mean bitch.
Friend: And you know, booze and coke is a really good combo

Gold Star

Twin Sister told me yesterday that I get the Gold Star for the weekend. I'm not too sure that's something I should be proud of. Will explain more about the weekend later.

Fill-In-The-Blanks

After a brief hiatus, I reppeared at JR's last night for $9-all-you-can-drink. I guess I must've had it in my head that I needed to make up for lost time or something cause I definitely got wiggedy wasted. Towards the end of the night memory gets a little bit hazy so I'd like to play a little game of Fill-In-The-Blanks:

I remember Michelle and Adam at JR's
I vaguely remember running into Brian (although I needed to email him to make sure)
I vaguely remember eating a double quarter pounder like a dateless fat girl on prom night

I definitely needed to check my phone log this morning to see if I did any drunk dialing/texting (I didn't).

Who's next?

Uggghhh, I have just one thing to say about this report that I'm writing for work:

OVER IT

The morning after

So I think I hearted vodka a little to much last night. And not the good kind either, this stuff was definitely a step or two below Zelko. Who knew that Halo's two-for-one happy hour goes until midnights on Wednesdays. Not me. Well until now. The problem with two-for-one's is that when you buy one drink, you're actually commiting yourself to two. What was going to be one or two drinks turned into many more, with the end result being me running stumbling to the metro to catch the last train. Luckily, this time Shamu wasn't trying to squeeze herself into the seat next to me.

It's about time

This column in the Washington Post makes me happy.

Metro Announcement

Dear Metro Riders,

Due to the rising cost of fuel and electricity, metro will be instituting a Southwest style policy. Namely, if you are to big to fit in a 5sq foot area, or require two metro seats, you will need to purchase an additional fare card. Moreover, do no attempt to squeeze yourself into one seat as this will only serve to antagonize your fellow riders. We've devised a list of tips to help you decide if this new policy applies to you.

You will need to purchase an extra fare card if any of the following conditions apply:

1. You need to slide sideways through the fare gate
2. People can't get around you on the escalator
3. You take up two seats on the metro
4. You order the 20 mcnuggets large value meal, just for yourself

We apologize for any inconvenience this policy may cause however it is truly in the best interests of all our passengers.

Thanks,
-Management

For a quick laugh

If you've got a few moments, check out this slideshow from the Washington Post. Some of the outfits are pretty interesting but what's even better are the captions below them, one of which is shown right.

Friendster

A couple of months ago I had pretty much givin up on Friendster. It seemed like there were always problems, errors, etc. But in the past few weeks they have definitely gotten their act togther and, I have to say, I really like it. The newest feature I've notices is a little Java map thinggy that shows all of the ways you are connected to someone. You can move the people around and a little picture pops up when you put your mouse over them. I've been playing with it all morning.

Show me the miles!

United has announced two Mileage Plus promotions: Earn 25,000 miles or 25% of in Washington DC, and Earn 36,000 miles or 20% off on the West Coast. Basically, if you fly four roundtrips out of DC before February 15th you earn 25,000 bonus miles or a 25% off e-certificate. From past experiences I've found the e-certs totally useless, but 25,000 miles will definitely come in handy. The second one, if you fly 8 roundtrips to or from the west coast you earn 36,000 bonus miles (or an e-cert), four roundtrips gets you 10,000.

The general consensus on Flyertalk is that you can combine the two, this means that if I fly 4 roundtrips from DC to the west coast before Feb 15 I get 35,000 bonus miles!! HOT. Let's see, Thanksgiving, Christmas, LA at the beginning of November, and I'm sure I can fit another trip in there in January if not before. Finally some serious bonus action I can use!

PS. I'm sure most of you reading this coudn't give a shit, which is fine. But then I don't want to hear you bitch and moan next year when I jet off somewhere exotic.

MIA

Sorry I've been missing in action the past few days. Have been really busy with work. In the mean time here's my song of the day.

Bumb of House (Jody S Rusty Pipe Mix) - Mad Cows

OK I had never heard of Jody S Rusty or Mad Cows before. But the song is really HOT. Check it out.

For a good time

Was poking around the internet this morning rather than doing real work and I came across this: harrietmiers.blogspot.com I laughed WAY too hard for it being this early in the morning

P.S. For those of you that burn at 40 watts instead of the full 60, the blog referenced is satire. It's not real.

Song of the Day

I'm gonna have to second Twin Sister's choice for song of the day. I've been JAMMING to it all day.

Quick Fix (Twisted Dee Big Room Mix) - Ceevox

MW Coverboy

Twin Sister and I have both decided that this weeks MW coverboy is 1) ugly and 2) doesn't appear to be that bright. While slightly drunk on Friday night we decided that we could come up with much better answers to the questions they ask. Not to mention we are both way hotter than the current one.

What’s on your nightstand? A lamp, clock, last weeks Economist

What’s in the nightstand drawer? The usual suspects, plus my passport and a jar of foreign money. Hey you never know when you need to flee the country

What’s in your DVD player? I don't think I should admit this, but I don't own a DVD player

What’ are your television favorites? America's Next Top Model, Amazing Race, and Star Trek: The Next Generation

What is the last movie you saw in a theater? Star Wars. Well now I've totally cemented the image of me=dork

What was your favorite cartoon when you were kid? Shera: Princess of Power. Clearly my parents should have know from an early age that I was gay

Your favorite superhero? Superman

Who is your greatest influence? My Parents

What’s your greatest fear? Club lights

Who gets on your nerves? My bar nemesis

Pick three people living or dead, who you think would be the most fascinating dinner guests imaginable? Bill Clinton, Richard Branson, Earl Warren

What would you serve? Hmmm, no idea, but it would definitely have mashed potatoes and gravy

Boxers, briefs, or other? Briefs

Favorite retail store? There are so many to choose from...

Describe your dream guy? Cute, smart, someone who can hold an intelligent conversation over dinner and then go burn a hole in the dance floor

Define good in bed? Good chemistry

Most unusual place you've had sex? On top of a castle in Germany

Who is your favorite musical group? Not so much a group but Tom Stephan

What's your favorite website? Washington Post.com

Who was your first celebrity crush? Will Wheaton

If your home were burning, what's the first thing you would grab while leaving? My pictures. Everything else can be replaced

What's your biggest turn-on? Confidence

What's your biggest turn-off? Arrogance

What's something you've always wanted to do, but haven't tried yet? Go to Asia

What's something you've tried that you never want to do again? Girls

What position do you play in the big baseball game of life? Power catcher

What's your favorite season? Fall

What's your favorite food to splurge on? Not really a splurge, but I'll tear up a double quarter pounder

What kind of animal would you be? Giraffe

What are you most grateful for? My friends

State your life philosophy in 10 words or less? No regrets

Here are Chuck's answers

Song of the Day

Reflections feat. Melanie S (Victor Calderone & That Kid Chris Remix) - That Kid Chris

It's not as peppy as a lot of the music I've been listning to recently. But that's ok. Maybe it has something to do with the beginning of fall....

Found on BeatPort

Last night

Somehow I managed to get amazingly wasted last night. I think it had something to do with the Stacker that Twin Sister made me take. It's now 3 in the afternoon and I still don't feel completely right. Had a great time last night though. Started out at Halo which, btw, *rant on* I will not be going to again if they continue to have an out of control line outside while only being half filled downstairs. We seriously waited in line for a good 15-20 mins. If it hadn't been for the fact that we were meeting people inside who had already bought us drinks, we definitely would have given up and gone to JR's. Oh and not to mention the fact that 6 people would walk out but the line Nazi would only let 2 people in, if anyone at all. It's a nice place, especially with the new downstairs, but 15 mins is really trying my patience. *Rant off*

Closed Cobalt, I wish I could tell you whether or not I had a good time there, but I can't really remember.

Totally unrelated: While at work today (yes I know it's Sunday) and procrastinating I came across this blog and this post (via this blog) which both made me laugh.

My office mate Kate and I have just decided that we should go on the Amazing Race. Now we just have to figure out how to apply.

Fill-In-The-Blanks

Now that my hangover has finally started to go away, let's play fill-in-the-blanks.

I remember all of JR's
I remember being at an EMPTY Green Lantern
I remember leaving the GL and it was completely packed
I remember waking up across the river (shock horror!!)

Who's Next?

News Items

This just in. House majority leader Tom Delay (R-TX) has been indicted by a Texas grand jury on a criminal count of conspiring to violate campaign finance laws in Texas. He as since stepped down as majority leader. I have one word for this development. HOT!

Washington Post Article

Dance Floor Under Construction

Since Bernie always gets mad at me for not giving him track lists for my CD's. Here is the track list for Dance Floor Under Construction 3am. Granted he doesn't have a copy yet, but don't worry girl, it's coming.

PS. Yes I realize some of the songs on there are a bit old (Hide U is circa 2001) but that's the point. There are some oldies but goodies and some new stuff as well.

Go East Young Man

My friend Suman was here in DC last week. We met up for drinks last wednesday at JR's, which was probably not the best idea since we were actually trying to hold a conversation. Between the two of us we got interrupted it seemed like every 2.5 seconds. Regardless, he told me that he might move to Tokyo for six months for work. Of course this will be a great opportunity for him, but more importantly this will be a great opportunity for me. I've always been looking for an excuse to go to Tokyo and now I have one.