There is rain out there.
Showed myrrhianna "A Flock of Lawn Flamingos"; this prompted the founding of an international society. In the course of this bizarre happening, we wound up at diverse places including The Smoking Gun (where I succeeded in reading out of "The Ghetto Handbook" and getting something closer to street, where myrrhianna's years of attempting to eradicate the Baltimore from her precise diction had her trying and failing), a Baltimore vocabulary list, "Obey your Noodly Master, hon", and goodness only knows what else. (My immediate declaration after one of the items in the list? "I ain't got a gat but I got a soldering gun.")
There is a Vegas trip being plotted for March.
I need to tell Darkside that Dawn has rescheduled her visit here -- October, not September.
We eventually concluded that since I had tow straps in my emergency bag, we might have actually been able to use Myrrh's car to tow Vash in a general homeward direction. "We just would have needed to get a refrigerator..." Myrrh said, and we busted up laughing.
That video needs editing, but could become a cult classic on YouTube. The video I got of Nibiki hiking herself closer to the camera on the carpet? Also needs editing, but needs less anonymizing and more Jaws theme.
Got to talk with best friend today. We were both a little disconnected. He's always been a great one for snap first, apologize later. I take it as mark of his high regard for me and our friendship that he does apologize and explain after snapping. The explanation makes it that much less likely that I hit one of his pet peeves/raw nerves again. He's on edge; I'm on edge; he made some puns so horrid that all I could do was collapse laughing. With a TV in the apartment (after we move), I just might wind up watching more of it. Like Dr. Who.
Sushi is good.
I need to move my mood theme over to LJ hosting.
I need to get that trout and start slapping it into glass. (Darkside mentioned the need for a sound effects person.)
I need sleep.