Louise is finally out of the hospital, after some surgery and a medicated coma, so that's good. It just isn't the holiday season if she hasn't scared the shit out of me with health issues or some kind of felony charge. So, I guess I feel okay about talking about her and the rest of New York now.
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We had two bags of blowpops, seventy-five miniature Dove bars, five bags of high-fructose chewy things, a plastic plate half-full of caramel ice cream topping, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored candy bars, dots, suckers, and balls... Also, five bottles of wine, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of candy corn, two pies, and two dozen hard lemonades. Not that we needed all that for the party, but once you get locked into a serious junk food collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the candy corn. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a grad student in the depths of a candy corn binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. )
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I admit here, it's less the trains themselves I worry about-though depending on how generous the national train companies are in their upgrading and maintenance of train cars, you may well end up riding something that has been in service for some 40 years and you can totally tell that its main route largely led it through slightly less urban Italy, what with the missing doorhandles, gutted air conditioning and obscene graffiti about Berlusconi and a goat on the side (sorry, anyone from Italy). What is infinitely more adventurous is the train stations, where you tend to be accosted by strange people who are after the contents of your bag sooner or later. XD
Mmm, that recipe kind of sounds like a dessert we have here, but I've never tried it with all the exotic spices or the coconut milk. This should be interesting. :3
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Amtrak is pretty well-run, so I don't have too many complaints. Te bus service from here to New York can get totally ghetto, though. I liked the trains I rode in Prague and Vienna; they seemed pretty good! And very scenic.
Rice pudding's a pretty common dessert; this was just a more Indian version of it, with the cardamom. Usually, I just see the recipe calling for nutmeg, or allspice. I like mucking about with food, though. Hee.
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Also my heart is touched that when you're in a sex store, the second person you think of is me. (We all know that the first person you think of is Louise but since she was there I assume that you could have asked directly of her opinion as to which boner rabbit lollypop was superior).
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Louise can tell you I was totally all about you and the dolphins in that store. I looked for seahorses for Twig, but to no avail.
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What is fun for you sounds horribly awkward to me, but then I am English. Don't worry about the drinking though, you can have half of my liver.
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But dude, teach him to tip the male servers as well. That's not cool; dude waiters need their money as well.
I may have already borrowed a chunk of your liver.
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Speaking of which: Is your address the same this year as last year? Because yo ass is gettin' a holiday card, o yes indeed.
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My address is the same! I WANT CARDS! Email me yours again, and I'll send you something.
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