7.07.2005
Because I haven't written in so long, today I come to you LIVE *poolside* from Fayetteville, Arkansas.
No, not Kentucky. Your beloved Lj who so innocently thought the family was going to Fayetteville, KY has proven herself geographically challenged once again.
hey, at least I was close.
So wait, why in the hell are you in FAYETTEVILLE? Well my friends, my brother had to attend Drum Major Camp, and because S-town is so painfully exciting, I figured it couldn't hurt to tag along and do nothing more than bask in the sun for a few days.
Actually, I was thinking this trip was pretty useless until about ...hmm... 4 minutes ago. Before the two buses full of baseball players drove up.
“schwing”
I think we're going to pop by Tulsa while we're up here to visit some friends... who knows. In fact, I'm not even sure we know. I’m just along for the ride.
SPEAKING of “the ride“, on the way up here I watched Phantom of the Opera on the Lappy 486.
YES, I know. “Way late“.
Though an avid fan of the Score/Broadway production for quite a few years now, it wasn’t until today I had the opportunity to see the J.S. version.
Nevertheless, the movie is amazing.
I mean, besides the obvious - incredible soundtrack, costumes, set... me falling in love with
M. Butler... getting off track here...
it was great.
Moulin Rouge great? not quite.
Classic French-sappy-ending-musical great? oh yes. -parapluie style.
Looking at this turquoise H20 makes me think of Destin. Emerald Coast, to be exact. A pilgrimage pulled off by none other than the Fabulous Five. Most of you are probably familiar with four of said group. Previously known as the Foxy Foursome -- before an anonymous reader reminded me that such a name strangely resembles a low-budget porno -- this crazy ensemble is comprised of:
Rabbit [the cake] , Amanda [the icing] , Kelly [the flair] and myself [the crazy trick candles]
A guest appearance by our darling Janie topped things off for the Destin escapade.
One big sexy birthday cake.
Don't ask.
Or do -- but direct the Q towards someone of sound mind.
“Dude, we’re in Florida…”
I just have to say, we did Destin like professionals.
oh did we ever do it.
We did it zany kung-fu… collapsing cocoa beach president Karen of the bouncer-ridden Will and Grace condo association … style
…we did it…
we did it
Taking Lives style.
*pause*
I'm pretty sure the others have written far more competent blog/live journal/xangas about this... so I'm going to leave it alone. I might not be the best candidate for a lucid recollection of events anyways. On that note, for everyone wondering -- and phone fearing -- my summer has been great. I had a blast in Destin, was loaned a wonderful couch in Lafayette for visits, spent quality bonding time with my aunt and cousin, got to see some of the boy crew... better described as the “J Crew” ... and so much more.
Miss all of my UL buddies, and see you soon!
VERY soon.
like, start planning the party
now soon.
One of these days I won't ride on the coattails of your planning.
One of these days.
So I can't bear to sit in the shade any longer. Must....go...swim.
Or maybe I should let this popcorn digest. Mother brought along popcorn of some sort.
anti-carb...non hydrogenised butter... whole wheat...no fat, no cholesterol no taste popcorn...ish...stuff.
mmmmm... k.
the need for sun and fun is overpowering my frail attention deficit mind.
BUT
I will return sooner than you think.
Until then, we're off the air.
keep it plastic guys.
I’m out.
lj [3:17 PM]
