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a bar sink would be awesome

October 19th, 2007 | 1 Comment | Posted in Friends

Tonight’s our bi-annual party of extreme awesomeness that you should all be coming to. Distance isn’t a factor. Just get in the car NOW and you can make it in plenty of time! Even Riley’s going to sort of be there!

Our bartender (Matt) does a spectacular job, considering he’s really just working behind an old piece of furniture that may have one time been chock full of Precious Moments figurines. With the amount of booze he serves up in a very limited amount of time, he does an awesome job. I’ve decided that as soon as we have our own building with our own party room, we’re gonna need not one, but multiple bar sinks.

And while we’re at it, we could also use a cleaning person (or people), a valet parker, a bouncer (mainly just for looks), and a couple of servers, too. I don’t think that’s too much to ask. But for some reason, the bar sink idea seems like the most feasible one. At least for now!

wendy los crankypants

October 19th, 2007 | Comments Off | Posted in Rants

For fuck’s sake. If I have to read one more person bitching about the weather in Minneapolis and the surrounding area, I might go just a little bit more insane.

IT IS RAINING. SO WHAT. It’s been raining for weeks now. SO WHAT. I’m planning on bitching about the three days of sun that are in the forecast for this weekend and early next week. Why? Because it’s just as appropriate as people bitching about the rain. If you don’t like the weather, here are your options:

  1. Move.
  2. Shut up and get over it.
  3. Wait and bitch when we get real shitty weather like -9065406540 degrees and 2089 feet of snow. That’s justifiable.

But you want rain? You got it. Here are some pictures of a flooded Target parking lot in Duluth. Now THEY can bitch.

I get it, okay? Complain once about the amount of rain or the lack of sunlight. Your point has been heard, and I’m sure Mother Nature took it into consideration. But if you keep complaining about the same thing over and over? DOESN’T MAKE IT BETTER, NOW, DOES IT?

(Maybe I’m cranky because it’s 3:15 and I’m not sleepy yet, but you know what? I’m allowed to be cranky. I don’t have a job. What else am I supposed to do with my free time?)