I'll be the fat bald guy avoiding eye contact with everyone.
for real I will buy you drinks but you have to say the word "mutombo" to the bartender so he knows you're legit. not an unlimited amount of drinks unless you are the first to come and you start pounding jäger shots or something but I think you'd barf before running the tab all the way up because I only drink club soda. offer is open to lurkers, but maybe don't do jäger shots anyway? it will make you barf even if you are a lurker.
won't people be able to recognize you from your sweet and thematic necklace?
I visualize a room full of lurkers, too scared to introduce themselves and looking sidelong at the row of jager shots the truly unfogged are employing to fog themselves.
I was just looking at the bar menu. Nine bucks for something called DC Tap Water.
OTOH, they have crab grits. That's intriguing.
my necklace got busted, but I did bring the "unfogged" knuckle-dusters. md 20/400: the "d.c. tap water" is a mixed drink of some ochre-colored nature, one imagines. possibly laced with acid if allusions to CIA experiments are being invoked--but then I guess it'd cost way more. my brother proposes still, as I did when a teenager, that dosing d.c.'s water would be an effective terrorist attack, if one could manage it. I mean, it would inspire intermitent terror, for sure.
I met with my mom's new (to me) brain doctor, the guy who made passes with a gamma ray knife a few months after the meat surgeon did his work (one year ago tomorrow!) we switched it so she got her mri as well as her chemo this time to group everything together. her brain's smart like bam like wow. are there cancerous lesions on it? there fucking well are not any. I succeeded in snagging one of the window-seats for her infusion by noticing when a dude was finishing up and pleading her case. I also felt terrible, unfortunately, but the window-seats are big enough that two people can lie down and snuggle in them. chemo's not fun exactly but my sister and I like lying with my mom in there.
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Apo's Unfunkked mix tapes are a perfect accompaniment to blast loudly while packing for an extended assignation/film festival vacation.
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Hoping to make it, I'll be the fat bald guy avoi... I'm sure I'll be able to spot you people. Also shouldn't there be some kind of rule against the visiting meetupee-of-honor buying the drinks?
And hooray to no fucking cancerous brain lesions!
You guys should get lit and go student-tipping at the Adventist college down the road.
I knew the original seventh day adventist church of ever is down the road but didn't know there was a college. I only ever get to go to the adventist hospital, to the ER. but I don't guess I've been in...lol I was there january 2nd this year! my mom PROMISED she paid the bill and helping her sort stuff I found I'm getting mail from a collections agency for the x-ray. goddamnit mom you're ruining my credit rating! I'm sure my body's doing the best it can with what it's got, but it could get sick less. I never have been any so nice to it, to be fair.
I think the Christian Science people have cheaper hospitals.
I'll be there! I will be the most boring-looking person.
I will not be there as I am now at my departure gate at Alameida's favorite airport in the region about to leave for Chani and the region's major film festival for the next two weeks. You ever have another layover here, Al, even for a few hours, give me a holler and we'll have the first Arrakis meet-up.
The 2nd region with the film festival being Dubai, where I have just landed and am sitting in a cafe and waiting for my powermower.
Barry, I hope you have an amazing vacation.
May no stalk of grass go uncut, Barry.
I will totally have coffee with you at the arrakis airport sometime, barry. ajay might go through ever, I think? have fun!
I'll be the lurker cowering in the corner.
I'll be the lurker cowering in the corner.
I'll be the lurker cowering in the corner.
I'll be the lurker cowering in the corner.
I wouldn't to show my face after quadruple posting either.
Leaving out a word is ok, though.
Imma gonna be a no-show. Stomach bug. Y'all have a good time. For those who are drinking booze, don't have too many DC Tap Waters. (God, imagining what can be in a drink of that name turns my stomach. It makes me glad I don't drink)
Al, I am thrilled that your mom is recovering. Kick cancer in the ass!
I am on the metro headed for takoma.
w00t! I am sitting at the bar next to a cop. my natural environment.
I'll just sit here until somebody joins me, then we can snag a table...
Now at a table right past the little book section....
We have covered Trump and are on to pickup artists.
Covered with cheese sauce? Would explain the hair color.
This is some pretty weak livebloggings, guys.
Yeah we fell down on the live blogging. I can liveblog me trying to get a cab in sleepy Takoma if that would be entertaining. I guess this is what Uber is for?
Woo got a cab but he doesn't seem to be using the meter, and the car is beeping an awful lot. Also holy shit this is the hottest car I've ever been in, and I lived in Texas for 10 years.
Ah the beeping was because the driver wasn't bothering with his seatbelt. He has finally relented. The meter continues to be dark, the suspense on what this ride is going to cost is killing me (and no doubt all of you as well).
I was going to update with the fare but I think I'll prolong the suspense a little.
togolosh gave me a ride the few blocks to my house. I never rode in an uber before until now! I was always like, isn't it just a livery car, like when you illegally hail a black town car in new york? it's...just a livery cab. a black car, driven by an african guy, that smells too much like pine air-freshener. the twist was that--it was a bmw! no, also, the twist was that--it drove right up to where we were, and we didn't have to wait outside in the dark...once it had made three three-part-turns and waited about half a block away for obscure reasons. I bought a copy of the incal for my brother. my daughter's spine pain is getting worse and maybe she now has to have this lame spine surgery sooner rather than later? maybe I need to fly home monday instead of flying to narnia? FUCK THIS BULLSHIT.
actually the driver had an indian-sounding name.
Also holy shit this is the hottest car I've ever been in, and I lived in Texas for 10 years.
I think that shit in the trunk is going to melt. You better take a look.
that is to say, maybe I need to fly home to narnia instead of to my pop's place monday.
I don't want to keep anyone awake too late waiting to find out how 39 turned out: the ride was $10.50, which seems like an oddly precise amount for a made-up fare. The folkways of the DC taxi driver community continue to puzzle and fascinate. At least the whatsit in the trunk is no longer my problem.
I don't want to keep anyone awake too late waiting to find out how 39 turned out: the ride was $10.50, which seems like an oddly precise amount for a made-up fare.
Well, it is rounded to be divisible by 50 cents. I can think of much more arbitrary fares.
I thought it was amusing that the number of my hotel room here is the number of the Beast.
I thought it was amusing that the number of my hotel room here is the number of the Beast.
I thought it was amusing that the number of my hotel room here is the number of the Beast.