Tuesday, January 26, 2010

If the glory can be killed, we are lost.

My friends, it is time for new things. We are offered a challenge— what is water but mirror, air but returner of our personal cadenza? What is this new decade but an empty thing, waiting to be filled?

"Nature hates a vacuum," and so should you hate the pristine year. Allow me to help you with that and give you a tool to give it a few dings, per se. Ruin its re-sale value.


Taco Friday for Friday, January 29th

WE DOIN' IT. As mentioned in my previous post that you did not read, this next Taco Friday will be themed. My immediate thought for a theme was starting the night by going around the room and having everyone describe their worst heartbreak; I know that no one will take this seriously and I will just get madder and madder. Let's call this "learning our shortcomings." Second thought; GorillaCon2009 went poorly enough, let's not keep that trainwreck going. Finally, an intersection of the two ideas!

MEMORIIIIIIIES

You will be tasked with bringing a bottle of something that has a hilarious story associated with it. Maybe a spumante you were drinking when you met the mayor, or a single malt that you stole from your parents' liquor cabinet when you went to see Linkin Park. Feel free to share the drink, but that is not required. Lastly, I am not the Booze Memory Nazi, but jesus, man, don't just bring a can of PBR and say that you got a quick HJ on the sly while drinking PBR unless it was an especially notable HJ. You get the idea.

P.S. R.S.V.P.S.V.P.

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