That - Rude - Is a Chocolate Squirrelador
Hello people!
Today was relatively okay, I guess. Some parts sucked, some parts ruled, overall, twas okay.
My bro came with us today (first time in the five days we've been here *rolls eyes*). We went on a little boat cruise around the water by Portland to see lighthouses and islands and whatnot (pictures will be available to see in the joint dream/pic post upon home arrival). It was quite loverly. Kinda windy and a little chilly, but very nice. We got some *fantastic* pictures, so that's good. You know that if you hold a digital camera up to look at the sun on the little screen, it looks like a purple and black glowing cross? It's awesome.
So, anywho, lemme say somethin real quick. I hate riding in the car with my brother. Why? Why. Why. I'll tell you why (Midnight Run reference=FTW). Cuz he only likes crazy loud shout-ish moderner music, while I like oldies (80's, 70's, 60's, etc.). My dad likes both and my mom kinda dislikes both, though she can tolerate my music and not my bro's.
So we're riding along in the car today and my dad turns it to a shit station that my bro likes and I'm like, "Dad, put it on Frank FM." (that's the classic tunes station) and Nick (bro)'s like "No, you always get what you want and I hate that music and wanna listen to this." and I was like, "Three of us like the other music, only two of us like this." But my dad left it on that shit station and I was miserable (cuz I *HATE* that music).
Oh, well. I also hate when people talk over a song that I like. If I'm singing along, you should probably shut the fuck up, lol. But my brother, dad, mom, uncle, etc. don't seem to get that. I can't be the only person that thinks that...can I?
Moving on...we went out to dinner at this place called Ricetta's. It was an Italian place, and it was okay. I got a chicken sandwich. It wasn't amazering, but it wasn't terrible. I don't think I'd go back there again, though. My parents got pizza and both of them said it was blow-your-mind fantastic, so it must've been much better than what I got, lol.
We came "home" after that and watched Last Comic Standing, then AUSTIN POWERS: GOLDMEMBER was on. We only watched the first hour or so of it, but ZOMG, DEF one of the best movies ever. I frakkin love that movie. SO MUCHO. It's clearly great, so see it if you haven't (Jen, you'll have to come over and watch it cuz it's SO HILARIOUS).
The title of this post is from Last Comic Standing. This *amazering* guy called Dan Cummin(g[?])s was doin' his act, which was about crossing a squirrel with a labrador and how he desperately wanted a Squirrelador (cuz how awesome would that be?) and said, "You'd be walkin' down the street and someone'd be like, 'What the hell is that?!' and you'd be like, 'That, rude, is a chocolate squirrelador.'" And how perfectiony is that? Pure, that's how.
Umm...that's about it, I guess. Shaaa.
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*