28 June 2008

12 nothing good ever happens after 2 a.m.

actually, ted mosby (architect), that's not necessarily true.

after 2 a.m., girls- who are officially too old to crash on the couches of others, most especially after a six hour discussion of sophie and sensual massage- miss the last brown line of the evening and are forced to hike up addison, where they run into daisy-bearing, drunk depaulites who serenade them streetside with james blunt ballads.

i don't know that we would call this good, but it certainly was something.

12 comments:

Unknown said...

i can see it's time for a boyfriend safety lecture.

Meggie said...

Caro, do not turn into my idiot brother-in-law... You remember that trip.

Linda said...

no, no, you guys, those people were harmless. they were singing james blunt. had it been jack johnson, she would have known that they were about to try to touch her boobs.

Unknown said...

it's not the james blunt singers i'm worried about. do i have to play parent and forward you the chicago police reports for, oh, let's say, the past three days?

that said...when i start my own band, we will be called "the james blunt singers"

taramoon333 said...

I need to agree, those James Blunt singers were hilarious! If only they were singing Clay Aiken. I would have asked them to join the hike.

oline said...

the great injustice here is that i drank nothing but a liter of milk and woke up at noon completely hung over.

and don't worry, boyfriend. i had jmills. she's protective.

Rinky Dink said...

But did they ask Sophie and did she say okay?

Meggie said...

So, Caro... I take it that you didn't let the homeless man shine your shoes and then get mad when he didn't do a good job?

taramoon333 said...

I have a whistle on my keys for protection. It's a lifesaver.

oline said...

and don't worry frankpank- we asked sophie and she said yes.

Les Savy Ferd said...

yesyesyes, a half gallon of 'milk'. would that be the lager, ale, or stout variety of 'milk'?

oline said...

why, skimmed, but of course.