reverse commemoration

25 05 2008

yesterday started midway through claire’s going-away party (no captions yet) somewhere around when she and nic and paul and annabel and escher and a few other hangers-on (i think shawn and robotapocalypse were still around someplace, and gearoid had sangeetha trapped in a doorway talking economic politics) were in or near the kitchen, clustered around the guitar again, singing anything anybody could remember how to play (or fake convincingly); i had a belly full of tasty bbq treats and, alternatingly, some gin & tonic & strawberries & lime in a Red U.S. Teen Movie Party Cup ™ or one warm baby or another in my hands. it moved on to lots of nice, dark sleeping, followed by a hungover but nonetheless cheerful breakfast with claire, nic, & paulie, a few walks through the gorgeous morning, kitty-snuggles, coffees from the co-op with shawn, an afternoon nap, and an absolutely necessary and well-pleasing outing to join the ranks of coolness (as decreed by robotapocalypse) with him & shawn & jill & john to see indiana jones (the link to the official site was a must, if only for the favicon). being wise and like-minded, we followed that with a tasty dinner at china road, & then shawn & i stole some battlestar off the internet & enjoyed it with, respectively, a beer & the very dregs of nic’s rye.

we don’t need to talk about last year, or the year before, or any of the few before that one; yesterday of this year rocked (helped by how the partying followed on the heels of an evening spent having fish and chips and smoky scotches i’m sure luke undercharged us for at kitty’s with claire & nic & all three smiths & then wandering the town for a bit with all but the schoolteacher & the bebe, ending up with a bit more whiskey & conversation at the resurrected al’s where you can no longer smoke cigars but lounging on the truly excellent couches is still encouraged–that’s my favorite pic of the lot, btw., and thx to nic for letting me web-link all over his flickr page, even if he doesn’t know i’m doing it). it crossed my mind, at some point mid-party, that i could stick my lip out once the clock rolled round & look for sympathy, but it turned out i never needed any; i was too busy having a very fine time with people i adore.

as ima_spoony_bard would phrase it,”for the win, bitches.”

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26 05 2008
saint213

Photoy Goodness
You’re more than welcome! Love to see them used in context… saves me from, you know, actually blogging.
Nic

26 05 2008
saint213

Photoy Goodness
You’re more than welcome! Love to see them used in context… saves me from, you know, actually blogging.
Nic

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