6.17.2007
Dirty Bad Fun, the weekend edition
Tyrone and Fred spent the weekend up here. It was hysterical, it was ridiculous, and sometimes it was real diculous. We crammed a lot into Saturday. We went to Longwood Gardens, went home because I'm a tard, had dinner at Lancaster Arts Hotel, and went to the after-wedding party at the restaurant (and got to see the essentially finished addition). Sunday was less hectic but we still spent a good part of the day in the car. We went to Spyglass Ridge Winery in Sunbury. Of course we took the most backward way, but we had fun in spite of that. I think the next time they come up (we'll probably go to the winery again, especially if they have raspberry wine in stock) we'll go the same way because there are pictures I want.
I'm already starting to forget what happened, but what I do remember is passing a billboard that advertised "America's Best Roadfood." It sounds gross. And we passed it on our way up 61, which leads to Centralia. The first/last time they were here, they went to see Centralia and I joked that they should find a metal grate so they could throw it over a pit and grill. Mmm sulfur flavored meat. So the joke about roadfood, a la Amber, is "Roadfood: killed on the road, cooked on the road." The phrase "objects in the mirror are closer than they appear" now grosses me out after Sunday's trip. We did pass an old restaurant of sorts that had a huge clown painted on/next to the entrance to the drive thru. We DID NOT see an exit. This worries us.
Things we learned (that I can remember):
- The "Illinoise" album by Sufjan Stevens makes Tyrone want to take a roadtrip to Illinois. We fear for the state if it is nothing like the album. Suffice it to say, fire will be involved.
- I wear black because "it matches my soul."
- http://www.notyourmothersmammogram.com/ is not as exciting as we thought it would be.
- SPAM© makes for an extremely entertaining dinner conversation, especially during dinner at a fine dining establishment - we discussed many hilarious ways to present and serve this meaty, gelatinous substance.
The century plant has not really bloomed yet. The flower stalk is huge and it has started to branch out, but no blossoms. They have 3 or 4 other century plants throughout the Conservatory getting ready to flower this year too. It's a little bizarre how it's turning out, but also remarkable. Go here to follow the progress.
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