here we are / we'll never get that far

Touché.

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$500!

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Gaultier?

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After I turned off the light last night I started to sort through the detritus of my brain and realize there were things that happened during the day that didn't get sufficient giggles at the time. Bjork and Barney! Liquid vaseline! That one was worthy of a chuckle. As was this voice Dan did for me, his officemate's phone voice for when telemarketers call. It's a voice I occasionally use to answer the phone as well, but it's not nearly as funny when I do it. I don't know the origins of it, but you'll hear it on the Simpsons and MST3K. Dan thought maybe it's Vincent Price. That one got a big laugh-in-the-dark.

$3 margaritas. The happiness of the hour was not lost on us.

Also I'm revising my opinion on theFutureEmbrace. I like it. It gets the Nora Seal of Approval. Two thumbs up. Of course, what gets way more than two thumbs up is the possibility of a Pumpkins reunion. That gets a thumbs-up of such exhuberance and anatomical improbability that I'd rather not go into details.

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This morning I woke up on time and got everything packed for the weekend and whatever whatever, and then I was still almost late for work because I was lying on my bed thinking "Yes no yes no yes no yes no?" about bartending school. When I went to bed last night I said, "no." When I woke up this morning I thought, "yes, yes do it." So I don't know. It's $900 and I've only heard bad things from people who have gone to bartending school, but the guy was very persuasive that his school was the best and said that their job placement rate is 100%. Mad props to him for calling it the "Sarah Lawrence of bartending schools." Does that mean the class is going to be full of spoiled, adderall-addicted rich kids and L.U.G.s? Oh, I hope so. And maybe I'll get the Danny Kaiser of bartending schools as my prof. And read the Ulysses of mixology manuals. See! Now I have to go. Maybe I should have sold that guy my eggs.