The problem with having a hotel suite with furnished dishes and glasses
So the problem with having a hotel suite with furnished dishes and glasses is that ultimately you are going to drop one of those glasses on the tile floor near the refrigerator and it will shatter, especially if you're clumsy like yours truly. And since your hotel suite doesn't come with a broom, you're forced to pick up as much of the pieces of glass with your stubby little fingers. Of course you could call the front desk to bring a broom up to your room, but then you'd be forced to put on pants, and if you're like me, you're way to lazy for that. Since your stubby little fingers are still to big to pick up the tiny shards of glass that are scattered everywhere, (and you don't have a broom because you don't want to put on pants) you take the bath towels out of the bathroom and spread them out all over the floor so you don't cut your feet on the shards of glass scattered everywhere. Then, the next morning you have to dry off with hand towels, which is both impractical and ridiculous.
I guess this post should be re-titled "The problem with having a hotel suite with furnished dishes and glasses when you're both clumsy, and too lazy to put on pants"
What a difference 10 years makes
Here's a random thought:
I was watching a movie last week where the main character and his wife were trying hard to have a baby, to no avail. It became a problem in their marriage, and was fueled by the girl's parents' desire for a grandchild.
As I ride out the adventure that is my mid 20s I started thinking that 10 years ago, when I was in high school, all the parents liked the guys who wouldn't get their daughters pregnant.
Oh, Canada...
Well folks it's election day in Canada, and I'm lucky enough to be here again. If you recall
my first visit to Canada you can imagine how excited I am to be back. Though I must say that spending time in Western Canada is different than spending time in Ontario. The more conservative west actually functions like a civilized and intelligent province rather than embracing anarchy like the Toronto area.
I won't give a lot of the details, but of the 4 political parties here, the conservatives have seemed to have won the prime minister position. When the news was announced, what was the incombent liberal party leader Paul Martin doing? Laughing and playing cards at his campaign headquarters. But you could see the concern on his face....right?
Conan and the President of Finland
If you're a fan of Conan O'Brien, you're probably already familiar with
this story, but if not, here's the skinny. Basically, Conan has a huge following in Finland, and the main reason for this, he thinks, is that he looks a lot like their president, Tajara Halonen.
Halonen is currently running for re-election, and since Conan has been talking about her on his show, including running fake campaign commercials, she's gone up in the polls.
I love America
The Strokes - January Artist of the Month
The Strokes third album hit stores Jan 3rd and is already in the top five on the Billboard Charts. They've been a favorite in the New York Club scene for years and this latest release is placing them back in the limelight. If you can sit through the horrible writing and inept comedy of SNL this weekend, they'll be the musical guest.
IT'S A GIRL! and other misc things that have happened in the past 34 hours
First and foremost let me make an announcement that is long overdue. For some while now, Philthy Laundry has been in negotiations with an amazing young lady who has just decided to join the Philthy team. She shall be known as "superfun" because that's what she is.
The reasons for adding another contributor to this blog are three fold:
1. Adding a female writer brings a whole new perspective on your blog reading experience.
2. Superfun lives a whirlwind of a life as a social worker in America's public school system, so you know she has some ridiculously entertaining stories to tell. Plus she does something with her life that actually matters and effects people...an occurrence far too rare these days.
3. I heard that adding a female blogger to my site will increase my sensitivity level, thus making me even more attractive to the ladies...since I'm currently wife-shopping (it's a long shopping trip) I figured this couldn't hurt.
So please sit back and enjoy upcoming posts from the gracious, beautiful, and overall wonderful person that is "superfun!"
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In other news:
-I've finally realized that Google has officially taken control of my life. The other day I sent an email with my Gmail account to a friend currently studying abroad in Italy. Within this email, I requested her to bring me home an Italian girl with dark curly hair. Now all the ads on my gmail account are about hair straightening, hair dye, and permanents. Creeepy!
-Today I almost backhanded a kid at the movie theatre, named Marcus (because that's what his mother was screaming) because he was being a complete 5 year old pest. The only thing that restrained me was that I saw his mother pushing his siblings around the movie theatre in a Target shopping cart, so I hit her instead...right in the ovary.
-And finally, last night something happened to me for the first time...I was hit on by a middle aged woman in a bar. Let's set the scene...I'm at this old mental hospital in Traverse City, MI which has been renovated into offices etc, and there is this awesome Italian restaurant there, which housed the bar I was sitting at for dinner. Sitting a stool away from me is this woman, I would say in her late 30s. Her food comes at the same time that I'm ordering, and after seeing how scrumptious it looked, I said to the bartender, "I'll have what she's having." Apparently this opened a door to conversation. I wasn't really in the mood to talk, but seeing as how one of my New Year's resolutions is to talk to more strangers while traveling...I obliged. We made awkward small talk throughout both of our meals. When it came out that I was from Chicago and traveling here on business, she made her move. "If you'll be in town this weekend," she said, "I'd be happy to be your tour guide, say Friday night." And she gave me a little wink. OMG...what do you do? So I just laughed it off and said I was probably leaving to go back to Chicago Friday night, but if not I'd let her know. Then I promptly paid my bill and left. The worst part about it, was that she was sporting a MIT (Mullet In Training) Cheers to New Year's Resolutions that bite you in the ass!
there has to be some reason this person exists, if it's only to piss me off
So tonight at dinner at this bar in Michigan I was sitting across from 2 people I can only describe as full time academics. Here is a list of their ridiculous qualities:
-both had goatees
-both were wearing performance fleeces
-both were wearing thick, dark-rimmed eyeglasses
-one also had a beret and was smoking a pipe
-the other had a back pack with 2 buttons on it, 1.PETA 2.Hillary in 2008
-conversation centered around 18th century literature and the high school theatre productions they starred in.
-one kept referring to the waiter as "my good man" Example "Thanks for the beer my good man."
What a couple of wanks
