Three-Day What Now?

May 25, 2008 2:38 PM

pparently this is a three-day weekend. I had no idea that was the case until I was in court Friday and saw a little sign saying the courthouse would be closed on Monday. That's cool.

Anyway, because I had absolutely no idea that this was one of those weekends where we were supposed to do something fun and three-day long, I didn't have any real plans. But that hasn't seemed to stop me from having a great time, anyway.

On Friday, Bluebunny and a man I'll refer to as Peterr came up from Chicago and, despite my dire warnings earlier in the day, made some vague attempts to go to the Old Fashioned for dinner. Nine people, Friday night, a restaurant that doesn't take reservations. Yeah, it didn't happen. So we went to Brocach (pronounced like Tom Brokaw's last name) where, despite the fact that I was unanimously overruled about going to the Great Dane, everyone's dinner--except for Co-SME's--was awesome. Still, fuck Brocach and everyone who wanted to go there.

Then we went to the Plaza. I hadn't been to the Plaza in for-fucking-ever, and now I'm sad that I haven't because that bar--and their cheap, strong drinks--are awesome. Eventually, Co-SME and L-Dawg were down for the count, but not before some amazing things happened. Most notably was the suggestion for Mr. Vice and pH's first child. For a long time now, I have informed L-Dawg and X-tina that no matter what they actually name their first child--and regardless of its gender--I'm going to call it The Incredible Hulk [last name]. Any gift I ever get it will be Incredible Hulk-related and I'll say things like "Oh, little The Incredible Hulk, you're growing up so fast!" I can't wait. Well, L-Dawg came up with an even better name for pH and Vice's kid: Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Batman! Vice, or N.N.N.N.N.N.N.N. Batman Vice if it wants to do something H. Ross Perot-style with its name.

Anyway, everyone wussed out and we didn't make it down to the dock that night, which is total bullshit. But everyone had a good time and then got home safely, so all in all, it was a good night.

The next day, we took our sweet-ass time getting ready and then headed up to Devil's Lake. The best part about the whole thing was the communal shopping spree--I love shopping in groups. Anyway, we drove up, met up with Bluebunny, Peterr, and Johnny Utah, found a grill at an awesome location, played some croquet--which I lost miserably at--and just generally hung out and relaxed. Until it got cold, at which point we packed up our shit and left. We took a brief tour to the nearby law offices of Tapia & Vice, LLP, then headed back down to Madison where we called it a night due to the fact that everyone was fucking tired.

And now we're about to head to Bratfest. Later, we're going to watch the new Indiana Jones. I'm fairly certain it's gonna suck, but I'm mostly OK with that because I'm also fairly certain it'll be fun.

So there you go: plans are totally overrated.

2 Comments

estefanita said:

oh my god oh my god oh my god! i love bratfest! i got to go and i ate fifty hotdogs (i know, but i like them better than brats) and i took a tour of the weinermobile! the weinermobile! the only thing i am more obsessed with than the SP's is hotdogs!!! you better eat a whole bunch and drink linenkugel (or however it is spelled) and think about your poor friend that you haven't seen in 5 years, so far away from hotdog fests. send telepathic images.

May 26, 2008 1:40 PM

Ismael Tapia II said:

estefanita,
Yeah, I went to Bratfest and it was awesome. I only had four brats, though, so that was sort of a failure. And I did get to see the Weinermobile, which, also, is awesome. I've actually seen that thing driving down the street--now that's awesome. I'd love to be the guy driving a giant hot-dog-shaped truck down the road.

And I drink Leine's all the time. Because it's awesome. Like Wisconsin. Go Sconnie!

May 28, 2008 1:12 AM

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