FretsAflame
Undercover Shredder
Hahaha I'm fine ya big nerd, working my ass off. Just about to hit the sack myself - how have you been?
... and vandalized the car.
ate the dinner, which lasted from 3:30 pm until FUCKING MIDNIGHT. Ten-course meal from 3 PM UNTIL MIDNIGHT. Just in case you didn't get that, 8 and a half fucking hours, it was...JUST TO EAT.
you sacked rome and took carthage with the car?
That sounds fantastic. Want to trade lives?
Last night I started the evening with a delightful dinner of Bratwurst mit Sauerkraut and a couple o' glasses o' OKTOBERFEST (Hacker Pschorr = A+++++++) at ye olde local German themed pub. Also can't forget the gratifying goblet of mighty Mannekin Pis.
Following that, we sauntered over to the nearby venue for an evening of mellowed metal madness. Queue one local band that overplayed their welcome. Next up, LEAVES' EYES. Starting off, it seems this band could be decent. The ethereal vocal styling of Liv Kristine was competent, although the music itself was rather indistinctive. Next, it just went downhill, as out bursts a prime specimen of true simian upbringing. Surely he must have escaped from the last carny town the band unwittingly ventured through? Adding nothing to the music other than a pitiful growls, he spent most of his time jumping up and down, and bellowing pleads for the crowd to CLAP YOUR HANDS, YEAH! He was also sure to point out between each song that the next one was about "VIKINGS, THAT CAME TO YOUR COUNTRY, AMERICA!" , or "AMERICANS, THIS NEXT SONG IS ABOUT VIKINGS DISCOVERING YOUR COUNTRY", or "OUR NEXT SONG IS ABOUT VIKINGS... MEETING INDIANS!" .. Ok, we get the picture?
Kamelot then took the stage, but we could only endure them for a few songs. The mood was exemplified by the backing female vocalist, who spent her time with a look of outright boredom upon her persona.
A pleasurable experience was listening to Solitude Aeturnus on the loudspeakers between bands, but the highlight of the night can be attributed to the most comfortable bed I've had the pleasure to sleep in, provided by the Courtyard Marriott.
I used to have school work 7 days a week when I was in grad school, Karen, so your nerdom does not approach the true epic realms. Sorry I was unable to help entertain during this night. Hope the project went well.
I went to the longest wedding in history. Started eating antipasti and drinking prosecco at their house at 9 am. Proceeded to mass at 1130, but I stayed outside and vandalized the car. Then went to a beautiful palace obviously built when Friuli belonged to Austria, due to the gorgeous architecture....ate the dinner, which lasted from 3:30 pm until FUCKING MIDNIGHT. Ten-course meal from 3 PM UNTIL MIDNIGHT. Just in case you didn't get that, 8 and a half fucking hours, it was...JUST TO EAT. It was probably the best food I've ever eaten at a wedding, however. Didn't like the fact that the only wine they served was Pinot Grigio, although it was very good. There were a few pauses in between to let the food settle, but it was just too fucking long.
At least there was a belly dancer. Yup. A belly dancer.