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So on good advice from sagefemme11 I've decided to "tone down" my traffic utterances.
So instead of "WTF is wrong with you!!??" coming out of my mouth this morning
Bob got to hear me say to the person cutting me off in traffic, "Let's HUG! Just not cars please."
And instead of "GAH fuckers!" I said "I hope you have a GREAT day!"
I didn't warn Bob this was going to change, so he was laughing his ass off.
He laughingly said, "Most pleasant drive to work EVER." Hehe.
I love making him laugh so that was an unexpected boon to my behavior modification.
This weekend was something else.
Friday we hung our art at the Warehouse and then went home IIRC
Saturday we came in to EAST, it was cold. That bit.
We hung till closing so Gen wasn't alone and then we got Shannon.
We ate some food and went to Kate/Brent/Max/Charlotte/Adam and Zac's.
Their new place is really great!
We played a super fun party game- throw pillows at the 3 year old. :)
HE LOVED IT. SO much. He was laughing his wee butt off.
After that and chatting/hanging out we went to the Dead End.
I'd made sure not to drink earlier in the evening because I was going to drive.
Also I knew once I hit the Dead End that I wasn't driving till the next day.
Bob however didn't bother with that and started drinking at the Parlor.
It was full of the usual suspects, DPW, traveling kids, side show freaks and geeks,
crusty punks, crazy cajuns, musicians and artists of all stripes.
It was a throwdown. Though I only saw one wrasslin match, wait two...
and only one or two bits of actual drama(not my camel).
Jameson and I hung out. I can drink a LOT of it and stay really clear.
I like the way it works with my body,
it's very interesting how different spirits blend or don't blend with my chemistry.
Some highlights:
Weldboy and Bastard stripping and dancing to Freebird.
Anne Bonny being covered in chocolate cake.
Meeting Billie Joe's baby rat(traveling kid).
Meeting Mike Garlington and his lady.
Getting to go in and snugg on Face for a few minutes.
Having Noizemaker try to write PLUR on my cleavage only to be so drunk that she wrote PURL. HA.
Talking to Gage about his tattoos.
Wranglin Swamp Honkey(seriously is Swampy ALWAYS like that?)
Dancing with and dipping Lil Bit for a smoochy face.
Finding out that Scum thought I was a dyke and I thought she was.
Hanging out with Derek and sharing Jameson with him.
Hearing Noizemaker and that Yankee/NOLA douchebag bootelf Joy.
Napping on Bob's shoulder to stay away from the dramallama.
Trying to sleep behind the drumset(while also watching w/ one eye to make sure no one boot elfed Bob*).
And lastly, leaving at dawn and driving through some pretty thick fog to get home to our wonderful, warm, soft bed.
*We tried to get a foam mattress out from under Bob's feet at one point
-he was passed out on a chair-
and from his sleeping mouth came "I'll cut you."
I think he probably wouldn't have been boot elfed after all. Hehe.
I slept till 1:30pm when Emerald called me to see if I was coming to brunch.
I made it, as everyone was done eating. OOPS.
I'm glad I went anyway.
It was good to talk to them.
Even in the short time I was there we touched on light and heavy topics.
It's a good thing.
From the Dead End to Chez Zee in 8 hours.
I really do have a fun life.
So instead of "WTF is wrong with you!!??" coming out of my mouth this morning
Bob got to hear me say to the person cutting me off in traffic, "Let's HUG! Just not cars please."
And instead of "GAH fuckers!" I said "I hope you have a GREAT day!"
I didn't warn Bob this was going to change, so he was laughing his ass off.
He laughingly said, "Most pleasant drive to work EVER." Hehe.
I love making him laugh so that was an unexpected boon to my behavior modification.
This weekend was something else.
Friday we hung our art at the Warehouse and then went home IIRC
Saturday we came in to EAST, it was cold. That bit.
We hung till closing so Gen wasn't alone and then we got Shannon.
We ate some food and went to Kate/Brent/Max/Charlotte/Adam and Zac's.
Their new place is really great!
We played a super fun party game- throw pillows at the 3 year old. :)
HE LOVED IT. SO much. He was laughing his wee butt off.
After that and chatting/hanging out we went to the Dead End.
I'd made sure not to drink earlier in the evening because I was going to drive.
Also I knew once I hit the Dead End that I wasn't driving till the next day.
Bob however didn't bother with that and started drinking at the Parlor.
It was full of the usual suspects, DPW, traveling kids, side show freaks and geeks,
crusty punks, crazy cajuns, musicians and artists of all stripes.
It was a throwdown. Though I only saw one wrasslin match, wait two...
and only one or two bits of actual drama(not my camel).
Jameson and I hung out. I can drink a LOT of it and stay really clear.
I like the way it works with my body,
it's very interesting how different spirits blend or don't blend with my chemistry.
Some highlights:
Weldboy and Bastard stripping and dancing to Freebird.
Anne Bonny being covered in chocolate cake.
Meeting Billie Joe's baby rat(traveling kid).
Meeting Mike Garlington and his lady.
Getting to go in and snugg on Face for a few minutes.
Having Noizemaker try to write PLUR on my cleavage only to be so drunk that she wrote PURL. HA.
Talking to Gage about his tattoos.
Wranglin Swamp Honkey(seriously is Swampy ALWAYS like that?)
Dancing with and dipping Lil Bit for a smoochy face.
Finding out that Scum thought I was a dyke and I thought she was.
Hanging out with Derek and sharing Jameson with him.
Hearing Noizemaker and that Yankee/NOLA douchebag bootelf Joy.
Napping on Bob's shoulder to stay away from the dramallama.
Trying to sleep behind the drumset(while also watching w/ one eye to make sure no one boot elfed Bob*).
And lastly, leaving at dawn and driving through some pretty thick fog to get home to our wonderful, warm, soft bed.
*We tried to get a foam mattress out from under Bob's feet at one point
-he was passed out on a chair-
and from his sleeping mouth came "I'll cut you."
I think he probably wouldn't have been boot elfed after all. Hehe.
I slept till 1:30pm when Emerald called me to see if I was coming to brunch.
I made it, as everyone was done eating. OOPS.
I'm glad I went anyway.
It was good to talk to them.
Even in the short time I was there we touched on light and heavy topics.
It's a good thing.
From the Dead End to Chez Zee in 8 hours.
I really do have a fun life.