Thursday, December 12, 2002

BoCaNo for the archives

Well last night was one of the best BoCaNO night's I have been too. There was plenty of lively discussion and just plain zany antics. It all began when we asked the waitress if our party of eleven could sit at a bunch of tables in the bar area at the Kinsale and she said, "No Way". So we split the group up and sat in different booths. The fun really didn't start until after we all moved into one booth. We heard a couple bad date stories, those stories belong in a livejournal somewhere, to the victim of the bad dates if you want you can have a column within my journal just for the stories. The conversation went from there to relationships and the top three characteristics of the "perfect" mate. It is actually a difficult list to come up with, we actually were trying to come up with a list of important characteristics, some examples include: honesty, family, spiritualness, no smoker, and Long Pond Life tolerant to name a few. Yeah I know it sounds kind of lame, but it was very funny, there was much more that went on but I guess it was one of those, "Had To Be There"(HTBT) things.

Mark has been working on a superhero identity for me. My name is "The Lapse" and I have a reindeer for a sidekick. The rest of the description comes from an IM: your reindeer can fly at supersonic speed. you ride him like a horse and you superpower is flying around the globe un-doing peoples bad decisions. your cape has a giant "?" which stands for "what the fuck'dya do that for?" of course, being from Lapsland, you wear the viking helmet. Look for an illustration to appear soon.

Also on another note for those of you who were not lucky enough to see my Hotties thing in February. I have decide to post a link to it, Hotties.

Okay that is all for today, I guess maybe I will have some brainstorm this afternoon or some more candid photos like the bread lady yesterday afternoon. Who knows?

John Mayer Lyrics of the Day
Song title: My Stupid Mouth
Mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head.
Oh, what's a boy to do?
I guess he better find one.

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