Whew! Remember in the old cartoons when the coyote would run in the air for a bit before he actually took off at great speeds? That's been me this past week or so. Friday I drove straight to DC for the Bad Idea Girls 14-hour funday at ODB. Ran in Murphy's house, took a quick shower and then the lot of us (Sean, Jonas, Des, Romano, Murphy and I) were off to the Pug and the the ODB brewpub in Chinatown, which really is a over-priced knockoff of the real thing. Sad in a way, but they do sell their beer by the Tower (133 oz! And no Romano, you're not supposed to try to drink it alone...). At ODB we met up with Jeter and makejoefamous, two special guests who lightened up the evening as always. Sean, Des and I had a great conversation out by my car in the wee hours and we didn't crawl into our luxury futon til 3am, only to be up at 7! What? They were going to the shore for the day and I was heading to LoCo for some visits. Spent the morning with my dad and dear ol' Uncle Phil is just the same as always. Seeing him makes life better.
The bad idea girls in action...Murphy, Spooner and Romano.
Seany is the luckiest boy ever... Romano, Murphy, Me, Jonas and Des
Umm...a hotard? What the heck is a ho-tard?
Murphy and her touring band? Jonas and I are doing some serious "West Side Story" snapping.
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