Weekend fun! [NOT 2/4/23]

Hi, friends! Did you have a good weekend?

Anything fun happen? I went to the movies and a baseball game, which is like crazy social for me compared to most weekends!

avataravataravataravataravataravataravataravatar

14 Comments

  1. My wife went out of town again so I had boys weekend.  That meant 2 taprooms, 5 breweries, & a bunch of basketball watching.  One of the breweries had a group having a birthday party with a Jennifer Coolidge theme.  All women & men dressed like her including pink scarves & large fake boobs.  We thought they were a cult for awhile until one of them explained.

    • Now you’re talking. The cult of J(ennifer) C(oolidge) is one that I would gladly join. But I am a sucker for “prestige TV” (soap operas with bigger budgets, higher production values, and unusual settings, whether abroad or in the past, preferably both.)

      Just when I thought I had broken my unhealthy obsession with Downton Abbey because the first movie was so disappointing, along came the second one, which I liked so much we bought it and I have seen it at least a half a dozen times. And I will say, because even to this day I cannot shut up about DA, one of the many charms of the second DA movie (Downton Abbey: A New Era) is that not only is it set in the past and it’s set abroad, in Yorkshire, but then many of the Crawleys themselves go abroad, to a sumptuous villa in the South of France circa 1928. That’s the stuff.

      Unfortunately no one runs into Scottie (as F. Scott was known, as was his daughter, confusingly) nor Zelda Fitzgerald, nor even their good friends the Murphys, immortalized in Tender is the Night as Dick and Nicole Diver, who in reality—OK yes, I’ll stop typing.

      • You would have loved this party/cult.  They took it to another level with some impressive floral dresses on these bearded dudes.  Imagine a 6 ft lumberjack Jennifer!  The dudes in this group were definitely embracing the drag show, even ones with wives, girlfriends & kids.  I love Seattle, nobody was bothered by this spectacle.

  2. Well, I tinkered around with my taxes enough to get a sweet-ass refund for my federal return, but I still owe for the city and the state, so I drove around probably more than I should’ve yesterday trying to find some envelopes. (I did get lunch along the way at the Colombian place where you and I met up that one time, too.)

    • Because I’m very much a petty bitch, when I owe Missouri taxes I love when it’s a stupid low amount, like $6, because I like knowing it will cost them more to process the check I’ll mail than the amount of my payment itself.

      • Oh, I owe quite a bit more that $6, but you better believe that I’m waiting for the next time to redeem my gas tax rebate for reasons along these same lines!

Leave a Reply