this evening randall and i went to the secret sherry society's event at swig. free sherry drinks and snacks, and lots of ol' timey aesthetics. everyone was invited to put their secrets on slips of paper and then throw the secrets into an urn. a couple of graphic designers then took the slips and made postcards out of them. all of this for some sherry. i'm not even totally sure if it was a general enthusiasts event, or a marketing event disguised as one. i mean i'm sure it was a marketing thing, but it was more fun and hip that i'm willing to pretend it wasn't.
the weather cooled down a lot today. in fact we were totally as cool as cats. speaking of which, randall and i went to hang out with milo and minou today. their mom and auntie is out of town and someone needed to give them a daily snorgle and some foods. as soon as we got there they were happy to see us and loveyedup, milo even demanded the head pats, but as soon as we fed them they were over us.
i however needed a picture still. so i rounded them back up, smooshed them together and made them pose. they (if you can't tell) were having none of that. there were a few pictures that came out "better" but this one was just so funny to me.
oh to prove to you that they're cuter than that, here's a picture of that milo being cute. it's almost hard to believe it's the same kitty.
This picture is from last night, but since i didn't go to sleep, it was actually from today (besides it was taken in the wee hours of the morning, so it technically counts as a new day).
And yes, i said i didn't go to sleep. I can't remember the last time i pulled a party allnighter. I didn't mean to, it just happened that way. Events just kept getting a little more ridiculous, and the next thing i knew, it was time to pack and go to the airport.
So what is going on here? This is Carlos, he's a musician from Cuba, and he and his friends roasted a whole pig behind their bar. We stumbled upon it, and i guess he could tell that erin and i were porkfat fiends because the next thing i knew, we had pulled pork pieces all over everything. He made sure to feed us the best bits (between the ribs, and the bit below the skin). It was a delicious garlic/onion porky flavor, and while i didn't get to eat any "must eat" Chicago foodie things, i think it was a perfect foodie adventure.
Oh and if you click on the bonus photo to the right, you can see just how porky everything was. OINK OINK. dude, there was pork in my hair.
but, well i like to torture animals.
and by torture i mean harass them with lights, and force them to do the cancan (minou, we were just getting started you know you would've looked great in a tutu of some sort). i also like to pick them up and snorgle them. it's a tough job, but someone has to do it, it keeps the lil' creatures grounded.
tonight i headed over to anneh's house where we watched top model (lucky for all of you, it was a swimsuit photo shoot, and i didn't bring mine, so i couldn't recreate it) and ates dinner. afterwards i forced her cats to goof around (including a segment which we call "cat hat"). sadly the joke is on me, as i'm somewhat allergic and now i'm feeling crazy. darn you cats! i'll get you next time.
ps. milo sort of has a laser light problem like jet. what's with animals today? can't they be happy with a squeaky toy?
my morm has this thing she says. the phrase is, "that's a peautiful."
we're not sure if it was meant to be beautiful or pitiful. we think it was supposed to be pitiful, but we prefer the idea of her fully understanding sarcasm and saying beautiful instead. for example, if you tell her that someone sent the wrong paperwork, she would say, "that's just peautiful." -- see, it could be pitiful (as in they did a pitiful job) or beautiful (as a sarcastic way of saying they screwed up).
to be honest, we still haven't figured it out, but it doesn't really matter now. you see, the two words have become fully interchangable. that's right, in our household we use the same word for beautiful and pitiful. for example, you can say, "the weather is gorgeous, it's so peautiful outside today." or you could say, "he did a peautiful job and totally screwed up the order." sure it's a bit confusing, but i prefer to think of it as open to interpretation.
so you tell me, was it a peautiful day, or a peautiful day?
a while ago, i abandoned a tried and true love for something shiny and new. and like most affairs, the shiny new thing wasn't as good as i thought it would be. sure it was fun for a while, and there were lots of laughs and late nights, but once we settled down together, i realized that we really didn't have much in common, and that we were hanging together mostly out of obligation. i mean sure, things weren't always great with the first love, and there were definitely low points, but i'm starting to wonder what caused me to throw it all out in the first place. was it really worse than mr. shiny new?
ps. this has nothing to do with randall and i. that part i got completely right.
i went to the doctor today. if you had your money on bronchitis, pneumonia, small pox, or the whopping cough, you are out of luck. if however you had your money on common cold gone wrong, then you win. if you doubled down and put everything on "whatever it is you'll be cured by steroids" then la dee dah, you and i should be going to vegas this weekend. that's right, in addition to antibiotics i am now on steroids. my poor lil' lungs don't wanna do their job so well and i gotta beef them up. because they are sad, i haven't been able to breathe so well, so now i also have an inhaler for when i need "rescuing" (which is turning out to be all the time thanks to my poor housewife skills and the fact that i don't like dusting the house).
in photo nerd news, this image didn't turn out like i wanted, and i didn't realize it (and the other bajillion) was out of focus. i set the focus, then had to keep running back and forth to set the timer on each take. apparently i don't know how to run back to the same spot. this would be easier with my remote control do-hicky, but alas that's somewhere buried under the dust.
in regular nerd news (this is in case the two inhaler part of the story didn't make you think we were nerdy enough) when randall got home from work he randomly asked me if i wanted to play magic cards. i am 99.9% positive he was serious.
i am 99.9% positive that this bug of mine has turned into a larger cold. the last two nights have been spent up in the middle of the night coughing myself inside out, and today was more of the same. if i analyze all the webmd paranoia findings, i can narrow it down to remnants of my cold, bronchitis, or pneumonia. scottel has his vote on whooping cough, but even i know that's just ridiculous. now pneumonia, that would be plausible, right?
in other news, i got myself a new flashy toy (quite literally, a new flash). it's 10x fancier than what i need, and i have no idea how to use, but it should be fun learning. also, you can't tell (which is a good thing for a flash right?) but this area is pretty dark, and this is lit by having it bounce off the wall/ceiing. if you look at my nose you can see the flash glare. it's also the reason why the right hand side is darker, but hey babysteps.
ps. happy saint p-day. hope you all drank your too many beers and are wonderfully hungover at work tomorrow.
