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verbicideBookclub was wonderful. We spent 10 minutes talking about Angels & Demons and kept tangenting off to other things. Largely LotR. We talked Debbie into watching Mystic River with us Friday night and David, who's seen it, will join us after for dessert and discussion.
Got home, considered dinner options and called Stace to ask if I should bake my potato at 350 or 400. Somehow this question led to a 3 hour phone conversation about everything under the sun. Topics included: Joaquin, Colin and the hotness of each; My upcoming trip to LA/SD; Disney 's penchant for parenticide; Director's commentaries on dvds; And much, much more. We cheerfully hung up around 9:45. I had just changed into pjs and was just going through email when a merciful cosmic flash struck me:
JEFF AND ELLIE. AIRPORT. UM--NOW!
I had completely forgotten their flight was landing in 20 minutes. Holy fucking shit.
I threw on a hoodie and ran out the door. Many traffic violations later, I was almost there when Ellie called me. They still had to ride the monorail and were 10 minutes away. No problem. I don't think I was more than 5 minutes late. Whew.
The best part of the adventure home: Jeff was completely drunk. Slurring, booming, joyful voice and all. It was hysterical. We had the windows rolled down and were commenting on the weather when Jeff turned to me and said, "It's quite temperate." For some reason, this was damn funny. They were in first class where the wine flowed like water. The scotch flowed like water, too, apparently. Ellie was horrified because Jeff and the fellow merry-man sitting next to him were SHUSHED by the flight attendant when they were going through the flight safety crap. Oh. The. Shame. I have never seen Jeff talk so much. Normally he's a very quiet and laid back guy. This was an exciting preview for the Tiki Party.
Sunday nights are always so sad because you know you have to work the next morning, just as you've gotten into the swing of playing and having fun. Now I'm completely wired from the drive and don't want to go to sleep. Wah!
Got home, considered dinner options and called Stace to ask if I should bake my potato at 350 or 400. Somehow this question led to a 3 hour phone conversation about everything under the sun. Topics included: Joaquin, Colin and the hotness of each; My upcoming trip to LA/SD; Disney 's penchant for parenticide; Director's commentaries on dvds; And much, much more. We cheerfully hung up around 9:45. I had just changed into pjs and was just going through email when a merciful cosmic flash struck me:
JEFF AND ELLIE. AIRPORT. UM--NOW!
I had completely forgotten their flight was landing in 20 minutes. Holy fucking shit.
I threw on a hoodie and ran out the door. Many traffic violations later, I was almost there when Ellie called me. They still had to ride the monorail and were 10 minutes away. No problem. I don't think I was more than 5 minutes late. Whew.
The best part of the adventure home: Jeff was completely drunk. Slurring, booming, joyful voice and all. It was hysterical. We had the windows rolled down and were commenting on the weather when Jeff turned to me and said, "It's quite temperate." For some reason, this was damn funny. They were in first class where the wine flowed like water. The scotch flowed like water, too, apparently. Ellie was horrified because Jeff and the fellow merry-man sitting next to him were SHUSHED by the flight attendant when they were going through the flight safety crap. Oh. The. Shame. I have never seen Jeff talk so much. Normally he's a very quiet and laid back guy. This was an exciting preview for the Tiki Party.
Sunday nights are always so sad because you know you have to work the next morning, just as you've gotten into the swing of playing and having fun. Now I'm completely wired from the drive and don't want to go to sleep. Wah!
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Date: 2004-02-23 06:49 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-23 10:40 am (UTC)It'll be sometime between March 13-30. It'll be full of the joy of too much to do in too little time, but I definitely want to see you! How's your scheduling looking in March?