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A Weekend in Madison

February 23, 2009 11:39 PM

his weekend was awesome. Let me tell you why.

On Friday, a bunch of us met up at Brocach for drinks and food. Our original plan was to go to happy-hour Gomeroke, but that shit ended at like 7, which was lame. So we went to Brocach and had some drinks. I hung out on the fruity side of things, enjoying some brady old fashioneds and a midori sour. Then I had a vodka gimlet, which wasn't very good, frankly. Chelsadilla and I split a shepherd's pie and some fries. It was friggin' awesome.

Around ten, RPM, L-Dawg, X-tina, chelsadilla, and I headed down to the Ivory Room. This place could be in contention for the coveted spot of my favorite bar in Madison. The atmosphere is awesome, especially if you can sit up by the bar. The music is live--which is always a plus--but it's also not so loud that it makes conversation impossible. The drinks, though not cheap, are good. After trying to decide what to drink for pretty much ever, I settled on one of my favorites: a dirty gin martini. It was dirty as shit, too: it was really briny, which is fine with me. Chelsadilla and X-Tina drank chocolate martinis, L-Dawg stuck to scotch, and RPM had water, seeing as how he was feeling under the weather.

When we first got there, this one guy was playing. He was tall and skinny and mediocre. But halfway through the night, this short, fat, bald, bearded dude showed up. I had seen him before, and he's awesome. He did not disappoint. He did an awesome versions of "Beast of Burden," "Don't Stop Believing," "The Wind," "Wild World," and a bunch of others. He's really awesome.

When we were all ready to leave, there was some controversy as to what the plan was for the rest of the night. L-Dawg and I were heavily lobbying in favor of a visit to The Dock. X-Tina and chelsadilla were heavily opposed to a visit to The Dock, owing to the cold and the late hour. I was torn, so I took RPM and L-Dawg aside and briefly conferred on the question of whether a trip to The Dock was worth pissing off the girlfriend. We decided that it was not and called it a night.

Saturday was much less eventful, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Chelsadilla and I went over to Co-SME and The Reeg's place and watched trashy TV. It was awesome, really. I hate myself for saying this, but Tool Academy really is an amazing show.

Sunday was another relatively uneventful day, but the evening was awesome. Upholding a ner tradition, I cooked a ridiculous meal for chelsadilla. I picked another recipe out of the book pH was kind enough to lend me. This time, I baked some chicken thighs, potatoes, and tomatoes together. It was fan-fucking-tastic.

Also, get this: in a previous life, I must have cured cancer. I say this because that's the only explanation I can think of for chelsadilla: the universe owes me something awesome. See, on Sunday, she came over and did my dishes while I cooked. Then she hung out with me while I logged onto WoW and killed some dragons with RPM, L-Dawg, X-Tina, et al. So, basically, I have the best girlfriend ever.

And that's how I spent my weekend.



7 Comments


chelsadilla said:

let's clarify things a bit, shall we? had you not accepted my offer (or was it a demand?) to wash your dishes, you would have entered deal breaker territory, my friend. that sink was many varieties of nasty and the dishes were all but screaming for mercy.

nasty dishes aside, it was a lovely weekend!




TheExpat said:

You can do dishes? I am so jealous of your boyfriend, chelsadilla. My spouse, sadly, was robbed of the splendor of a domestic education as a youth, while I had my face rubbed into the dirty sink, so to speak, by an overbearing older sister. You rock.




kristin said:

I hope you keep a hazmat suit for her by the sink.




Sherlyn said:

There is a critical shortage of informative aritlces like this.




Dragon said:

You’re a real deep thinker. Thanks for srhanig.










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