Monthly Archives: June 2007


Two days.  Seven wineries, a play, a ruin, and dinner at The Edelweis while being entertained by The Edelweis Boys.  Also, breakfast at the Waffle House (ye olde Awful Waffle) and a flat tire. 

I think I may have sprained my digestive system.  Details will be fleshed out once I’ve recovered and can make sense of my wine notes. 


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i’m sorry you can’t be me

Regret the lack of posts, but having too much fun.

Thursday, June 15 – Tiny Ninja Theater’s version of Romeo and Juliet at The Kennedy Center’s Millenium Stage.  I know it sounds crazy, but it is.  Oh, its also very good.  If its good enough for Spoleto, it is good enough for you. 

Friday, June 16 – Dead Man’s Cell Phone at Woolly Mammoth Theatre (it has been extended so go!). 

This coming Tuesday – Red Elvises at Iota.  I wanna see you bellydance!

This coming Thursday – Erica’s farewell happy hour to the Bunny and Carmencita at Local 16.

Next weekend – We’re taking Friday off for some hot B&B action in VA wine country (yes, there will be drinking of wine and perhaps mead) as well as some more Romeo and Juliet at the Blackfriars

To return to a topic that seems without resolution, we still lack a blogalias for that guy.  I’m now considering “Teh Awesome” and “Teh Cuteness”. 


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yo ho ho and a coupla rum cocktails

First of all, I have no idea how to refer to the man I’ve been dating.  I’m loathe to give him the ubiquitous blogalias.  I could refer to him as my boyfriend, but that term is somehow lacking.  I dunno.  Let’s get back to this later.

Secondly, it was a sort of ‘piratey’ weekend.  We kicked it off at The Argonaut over in my nabe with a few cocktails and a decent pub dinner.  Wait – lemme back it up a bit – we actually kicked things off with one of those bison-grass vodka apple juice cocktails at my place and then hit The Argh for some dark rum and ginger beer cocktails called Dark and Stormy’s.  I had a bacon, lettuce and fried green tomato sammich with a side of mac n cheese, and he had the jerk chicken sammich with rice and beans.  The dark and stormy’s were excellent but not so much to render my feet numb enough to endure the walk home in the supremely stupid pair of sandals I vainly thought to wear.  Our tentative plans to hit the Rock and Roll Hotel after dinner to hear a DJ spin Bauhaus/Love and Rockets fell apart due to those damned shoes.  Fortunately, he seemed content with tipsy cuddling. 

Saturday was spent mostly at Arundel Mills with the suburban/rednecky masses.  I had coupons for Off Fifth!  Fendi sunglasses were purchased!  And some other stuff.  Then we hit Dave and Busters for drinks and skeeball.  We earned a lot of useless tickets and exchanged them for crap!  Then we had even more drinks at the Duclaw brew pub.  Then we caught Pirates of the Caribbean.  [The first two were better, but anything with Keith Richards dressed as a pirate must be seen.]  In the midst of this, I learned that he had once won a prize for best pirate costume.  With all the Will Turner/Jack Sparrow hotness (and copious beers) going on, this was a nice revelation.  From which, no doubt, I will derive much inspiration…


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