Hump Wednesday!

Hump the day away. That's what I plan to do. I sit here, eating my salmon, minutes before going to work and that's what crosses my mind; hump the day away. Although this may sound sexual, it's not. Trust me, that would be my preferred way to spend today. But no, I simply wish today were over before it began.

Dinner party, Jakes, Drunk assholes, and house party's oh my!

The dinner party on Thursday night was a triumphant success, thank you to all who came. Suzye truly outdid herself where the cooking was concerned, making some delicious gnocchi with a "special" tomato sauce, amazing stuffed mushrooms, and fresh baked peanut butter cookies. It was a meal fit for kings, but enjoyed by twenty-somethings.

Following the meal was a truly fabulous time at our resident gay bar here in Olympia; Jake's on Fourth. It was the first time I had ever been there in the over two years I've spent living here and let me tell you, I have no idea why I waited so long. I guess a good reason could be that I was completely unaware that once every month Jake's holds an amateur strip night! What better background could you ask for whilst getting drunk with your closest friends than some awkward male nudity? Taking home top honors for the evening was "BIG MAMA", and rightfully so. I knew she had it in the bag the moment she exposed her ample LED-illuminated plus sized titties. (Who didn't?) Some of us awkwardly inhabited (by invitation) a booth shared with some drunk bastard who's name I never did fully understand. Just when you thought things were getting to be normal he would tap you on the shoulder and mumble some incoherent shit about some nonsensical thing, or how Moya looked like Cinderella, or how Moya was his grandson, or basically anything crazy having to do with Moya. One memorable exchange was when Moya said to me "I'll strip if you strip." to which I replied: "I'll strip if he strips." (pointing to old drunk guy) It took Moya getting pissed and meeting drunk guy outside and punching him in the stomach twice to get him out of our lives for the evening. Thanks for the booth you drunk asshole.

Following Jake's we hung out at Ryan & Corinna's place until we were literally the only guests there. We danced to viral videos and had a great time getting even more excessively smashed. Kudos to all, and thanks for the great night!

~snoogins

Bad day to be a turkey

Hello from beautiful Tukwilla Washington. I'm coming to you straight from the Residents Inn at Marriot, where cribbage is still boring to watch, just like House. But good thing for me the internet is free! The food is in the oven on this lackluster (weather-wise) afternoon, and spirits are high as we are all happy to finally spend some time together as a family. Hope all of you out there in blog-land are doing the same; enjoying some company in a warm house with good friends, good family, and good food. I'll see you all a little later, one belt notch larger of course.

Happy Turkey-day everyone,

Randall

i'm randy

and i'm so cute, lalalala!

<3

Friday the 13th... scary.

I can't get over just how fast the weeks seem to be going by lately. Before I knew what hit me I'm sitting here looking at a Friday thinking, damn... where does the time go anyway? But that's fine, if there is one thing better than a week it's a weekend.

Unless I hear otherwise, I think this weekend will be one of truly ordinary proportions. For the first time in a long while I truly have nothing planned outside of Olympia. Suzye and I are planning to celebrate our three year anniversary by having some overpriced dinner followed by a movie, so now that I think of it that's not ordinary at all. Pretty extraordinary really. Why she hasn't kicked me to the curb by now is beyond me. We watched some trailers of the movies that are playing and so far it sounds like The Fourth Kind is what we'll see. Now in my infinite nerdom I have already read horrible reviews on nerdy websites all about how shitty this movie is but no matter. Near as I can tell Suzye needs to know she has a strong man to hold her during the most frightening parts, thereby assuring her that she is amply protected from all evils, alien or otherwise. I''m fine filling those shoes.

Speaking of where does the time go, whenever I am able to wrench the control of the internet from SQ (ethernet cables be damned!) it is always too late to satisfy my addiction. Especially when I have to work a nine to fiver tomorrow.

Good night and good morrow.

Through with Thursday

Here we are now, most of the way through the week and I ask myself; what exactly did I accomplish over the course of these last four days? The only answer I can seem to come up with is that I have made it this far. Sometimes breaking even is a good thing. At least your breaking something right? Where am I going with this you might ask? I'm not exactly sure, but therein lies the charm.

I just wanted to put myself out there for you guys. My phone has been a turd lately and no matter how hard I polish it, a turd remains a turd, nothing more. It has become somewhat of a paraplegic. The directional pad no longer works 97% of the time which means that I am unable to navigate my phone book, (or any other function for that matter) and in addition to that my 9 key no longer works. (Must be all those 1-900 numbers I dial) So I thought I'd send out the tendrils of the interweb and let yall know I'm going to be in Tacoma with one Kale J. Iverson this weekend and I may be spotted riding a Unicorn wearing my ten gallon drinking hat. ;)

Hope to see some friendly faces.

Hurry Up Suzye

Just sittin' here, freshly off work, waiting for Suzye to finally return after her school field trip. Plans for this evening include a succulent Quality burrito, a six-er, and True Blood. Does it get any better than this?

To follow up on my last post I spoke with Albert again today. He brought in some memorabilia from his time in the service including pictures of the planes he flew, the other soldiers he flew with, and all sorts of documentation from that time including old drivers licenses, passports, and even a picture of him as a Hitler youth. Pretty surreal.

Hope to see you guys tomorrow at the Spadoni compound. Until then...

Oh, and on Sunday the first episode of the fourth season of The Venture Bros. airs, so if any fellow fans of the show out there want to share the experience let me know, cause I'm pretty stoked about it.