Indiana, Zombies
Yesterday I went with the girls to celebrate another friend's birthday at French Lick, Indiana. The hotel we were at was insanely cool. Blow-my-mind amazing restoration of historic luxury hotel.
Fun time, highlights include *attractive, wealthy gay men buying dinner * same men getting drunk and making us straight girls laugh our tails off *lovely weather *smuggled in bottle of bourbon brought down total amount of $ spent *awesome gift shop gave me small head start on holiday shopping
Low points *incompetent service at dinner (to be fair, I'll blame management--one server for a party of 35 can only be expected to do so much) *over-priced food *guy Jenny and I shared hotel room with got food poisoning *drama quotient needlessly ratcheted up *middle-of-the-night wrong number booty call
5am, phone rings. I, not sleeping well, wake up immediately and grab phone. Fears of family emergency dissipate with unknown number.
Me: Hello?
Male voice on other end: Hello.
Me: Who is this?
Dude: Devon.
Me: Who?
Devon: Weren't we supposed to get together tonight?
Me: *end call* *turns off ring tone*
WTF Thankfully I got back to sleep and crashed out for another three hours.
And the lowest point was getting home. Not sure if I've mentioned this...Louisville is connected to Indiana by three bridges. Last month, one of them, the Sherman Minton, was found to be unsafe and shut down. This has fucked our area like a natural disaster. This weekend was the first time I've had to cross the bridge. Saturday afternoon, the way was easy. A little bogged down, but no biggie. The getting back today was not so easy. We were stuck in traffic for an hour--to go one mile. And the culprit? A stupid driver wasn't paying attention and rear-ended someone halfway across the Kennedy bridge, backing everyone else up forever and ever amen. I hate bad, inattentive, selfish drivers. Get off the phone and wake up. Slow down and quit endangering everyone else.
The second season of The Walking Dead premiers tonight. I kinda lost interest by the end of the first season, but Scout expressed a desire in watching it with us this season, and since I'm all about family togetherness, I got on board. Stuart was impressed by the first season...quibbled a bit about the non-cannon aspects of the zombies, but liked it enough. The episode is on right now, and I like it fine. I hate stories when the plot is advanced by poor decision making, and in zombie stuff, it seems like it is a necessary component to any tension. All good :)
In football land, the Packers are still kicking ass, now all alone at the top of the NFC North, and Barbie Army has a decent chance at winning the third game in a row.
EDITED FOR END OF THE WALKING DEAD--Holy Hell! That was unexpected!
Fun time, highlights include *attractive, wealthy gay men buying dinner * same men getting drunk and making us straight girls laugh our tails off *lovely weather *smuggled in bottle of bourbon brought down total amount of $ spent *awesome gift shop gave me small head start on holiday shopping
Low points *incompetent service at dinner (to be fair, I'll blame management--one server for a party of 35 can only be expected to do so much) *over-priced food *guy Jenny and I shared hotel room with got food poisoning *drama quotient needlessly ratcheted up *middle-of-the-night wrong number booty call
5am, phone rings. I, not sleeping well, wake up immediately and grab phone. Fears of family emergency dissipate with unknown number.
Me: Hello?
Male voice on other end: Hello.
Me: Who is this?
Dude: Devon.
Me: Who?
Devon: Weren't we supposed to get together tonight?
Me: *end call* *turns off ring tone*
WTF Thankfully I got back to sleep and crashed out for another three hours.
And the lowest point was getting home. Not sure if I've mentioned this...Louisville is connected to Indiana by three bridges. Last month, one of them, the Sherman Minton, was found to be unsafe and shut down. This has fucked our area like a natural disaster. This weekend was the first time I've had to cross the bridge. Saturday afternoon, the way was easy. A little bogged down, but no biggie. The getting back today was not so easy. We were stuck in traffic for an hour--to go one mile. And the culprit? A stupid driver wasn't paying attention and rear-ended someone halfway across the Kennedy bridge, backing everyone else up forever and ever amen. I hate bad, inattentive, selfish drivers. Get off the phone and wake up. Slow down and quit endangering everyone else.
The second season of The Walking Dead premiers tonight. I kinda lost interest by the end of the first season, but Scout expressed a desire in watching it with us this season, and since I'm all about family togetherness, I got on board. Stuart was impressed by the first season...quibbled a bit about the non-cannon aspects of the zombies, but liked it enough. The episode is on right now, and I like it fine. I hate stories when the plot is advanced by poor decision making, and in zombie stuff, it seems like it is a necessary component to any tension. All good :)
In football land, the Packers are still kicking ass, now all alone at the top of the NFC North, and Barbie Army has a decent chance at winning the third game in a row.
EDITED FOR END OF THE WALKING DEAD--Holy Hell! That was unexpected!