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Par. Tee. Dowwwwn. Plus, an announcement!
Apr. 1st, 2007 03:34 pmGlasses were broken, the floor is stained and sticky, and there are remnants of Manhattans* and Skittlebrau** throughout the house. Good party. Damn good. I think.
I hope everyone had a good time. I know I was entitled, as birthday boy, to get wasted, but I honestly did try to be a good host for the first half there. I also did not mean to get that drunk either; Corona and tequila is a deadly, sneaky, ass-whomping combo, yummy though it may be.
I never did get around to making Heffie Coladas for y'all (where I'd put de lime in de coconut), but I think Alan made margaritas. I think I even had a sip, and I think it tasted ok, better than my previous attempt to make them from scratch.
Right right. Once I mop up the floors, it's gonna be a long evening of doing homework for class, revising the book, and thinking about my OTP of doom. And maybe even trying to draw it, God help me. If I do, you'll all see why I never became a comic artist.
Also, an announcement. After much deliberation with people last night, wherein it was discussed that "My Grandfather's Last Words" might not be the ideal Hefner Monologue to do for the Fringe festival (I wish people like, say, my mother had seen fit to bring that up earlier! Oy, so embarrassed), I have decided to not tell that story after all. There's too much in there that just wouldn't be funny to many people.
So instead, I'm going to go all-out and do the Tammy story. The whole thing, best as I can edit and condense it down to an hour, hour and a half, plus intermission.
So yeah, let it be known, Rudes board people and all interested parties. The nature of my one-man-show for Fringe Festival has changed, and for the better, I think and hope.
*I think Alan and I finally discovered the key to the perfect Manhattan. 2 parts Crown Royal to 1 part sweet vermouth, the teeniest splash of dry vermouth, a splash of authentic grenadine (got it from whole foods; made from pomegranate seeds and cane sugar instead of corn syrup and red #40), and of course bitters. Excellent, excellent, excellent. Hopefully we'll be able to pull it off again!
**Simpsons-inspired concoction of Lowenbrau and Skittles; as long as you drink it within fifteen minutes before the Skittles melt too much, it's a success!
I hope everyone had a good time. I know I was entitled, as birthday boy, to get wasted, but I honestly did try to be a good host for the first half there. I also did not mean to get that drunk either; Corona and tequila is a deadly, sneaky, ass-whomping combo, yummy though it may be.
I never did get around to making Heffie Coladas for y'all (where I'd put de lime in de coconut), but I think Alan made margaritas. I think I even had a sip, and I think it tasted ok, better than my previous attempt to make them from scratch.
Right right. Once I mop up the floors, it's gonna be a long evening of doing homework for class, revising the book, and thinking about my OTP of doom. And maybe even trying to draw it, God help me. If I do, you'll all see why I never became a comic artist.
Also, an announcement. After much deliberation with people last night, wherein it was discussed that "My Grandfather's Last Words" might not be the ideal Hefner Monologue to do for the Fringe festival (I wish people like, say, my mother had seen fit to bring that up earlier! Oy, so embarrassed), I have decided to not tell that story after all. There's too much in there that just wouldn't be funny to many people.
So instead, I'm going to go all-out and do the Tammy story. The whole thing, best as I can edit and condense it down to an hour, hour and a half, plus intermission.
So yeah, let it be known, Rudes board people and all interested parties. The nature of my one-man-show for Fringe Festival has changed, and for the better, I think and hope.
*I think Alan and I finally discovered the key to the perfect Manhattan. 2 parts Crown Royal to 1 part sweet vermouth, the teeniest splash of dry vermouth, a splash of authentic grenadine (got it from whole foods; made from pomegranate seeds and cane sugar instead of corn syrup and red #40), and of course bitters. Excellent, excellent, excellent. Hopefully we'll be able to pull it off again!
**Simpsons-inspired concoction of Lowenbrau and Skittles; as long as you drink it within fifteen minutes before the Skittles melt too much, it's a success!
