Marc
I'm not sure if I should talk about our Milwaukee trip or not. I get this feeling like it'd be the nerdy thing to BLARG about it before everyone else did. And besides, I'm not sure if it's one of those things that would be interesting to hear about anyways. I mean, we seriously fucking tore it up in Milwaukee, like madmen, running around, reigning terror upon that city's alcoholic inhabitants, but I'm just not so sure our hijinks would be so interesting to hear about to people that weren't there. Besides the fact that I saw a bum wearing a Captain Crunch style pirates hat bussing tables at a George Webb restaurant up there, at nearly four in the morning. That was funny. First, he's drinking coffee at the counter, then he's waddling over to tables, clearing them off, wiping them down, and then drinking coffee again. Weird part was that no one that worked there was talking to him. That, and I was in and out of conscience thought.
It was a good trip, indeed.
I'm still tired, and my sisters are heading over soon with two seven year old twins, and then we're all going to breakfast. I took the kids on a walk across campus yesterday, to show them what a college looks like (they're my neighbors from next door, visiting here on siblings weekend), and it was literally one of the most difficult tasks I've ever taken on. They had to pick every dandelion that they saw for the duration of the excursion, and they had to say, "Mama had a baby and it's head popped off" every time. And they had to hide in every bush they saw, and they had to keep taking off their coats though it was cold outside and they knew that I'd just say, "Please, guys, put your coats back on" knowing full well that they'd have them off again in less than a minute. Kids.
I'm not sure if I should talk about our Milwaukee trip or not. I get this feeling like it'd be the nerdy thing to BLARG about it before everyone else did. And besides, I'm not sure if it's one of those things that would be interesting to hear about anyways. I mean, we seriously fucking tore it up in Milwaukee, like madmen, running around, reigning terror upon that city's alcoholic inhabitants, but I'm just not so sure our hijinks would be so interesting to hear about to people that weren't there. Besides the fact that I saw a bum wearing a Captain Crunch style pirates hat bussing tables at a George Webb restaurant up there, at nearly four in the morning. That was funny. First, he's drinking coffee at the counter, then he's waddling over to tables, clearing them off, wiping them down, and then drinking coffee again. Weird part was that no one that worked there was talking to him. That, and I was in and out of conscience thought.
It was a good trip, indeed.
I'm still tired, and my sisters are heading over soon with two seven year old twins, and then we're all going to breakfast. I took the kids on a walk across campus yesterday, to show them what a college looks like (they're my neighbors from next door, visiting here on siblings weekend), and it was literally one of the most difficult tasks I've ever taken on. They had to pick every dandelion that they saw for the duration of the excursion, and they had to say, "Mama had a baby and it's head popped off" every time. And they had to hide in every bush they saw, and they had to keep taking off their coats though it was cold outside and they knew that I'd just say, "Please, guys, put your coats back on" knowing full well that they'd have them off again in less than a minute. Kids.
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