Throwing Paper is Still Fun

The bachlorette party was great. We wound up at Dick’s Last Resort for the last half of the evening and I have to admit that I had a lot of fun throwing paper at other patrons and being rude to the cute waiter.

Here is our happy bride-to-be, wearing a fabulous paper hat that unfortunately gives away her big secret….

In case you can’t read it…”I pee when I laugh.”

Other fun antics included Marjorie getting all the truck drivers to honk their horns as we drove by. (Remember how fun that was when you were like, 12?) We also had the cops on the Riverwalk harass a really drunk Carol toward the end of the evening. They wouldn’t handcuff her but they did poke her with a nightstick.

More partying for Mommy!

My friend Carol is getting married and we are heading to San Antonio tomorrow for a bachlorette party on the Riverwalk. Should be fun…hopefully S.A. will produce some stories as good as the Chicago trip (see “Chicago Rocks” post).

Here is something that had me laughing today…the guy who wrote this is a total hoot…make sure you read his idea for a reality TV show. http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/1004061iggypop1.html

Jon Stewart does it again

Yes, I have a little thing for Jon Stewart. His sense of humor is so on the money that I just can’t stand it sometimes. Earlier this week, he was discussing the Mark Foley fiasco, which somehow led into a short discussion on Iraq. He asked “what do you get when you cross a Hellhole with a Cataclysm?”

A CATASTROF*CK.

Isn’t that awesome? I haven’t enjoyed a made-up word this much since Stephen Cobert coined “truthiness.” Of course “Catastrof*ck” is my new favorite word of all time and I will be using it as much as possible. And it shouldn’t be too hard to throw into my everyday life. ha!

Fun at Starbuck’s

I was in Starbuck’s recently (shocking I know) and there was a huge line. Everyone behind the counter was rushing around…it was total chaos. When the man in front of me got to the head of the line, the counterperson asked the usual “what can I start for you today?”

He stood there for a few seconds and then he said “how are you this morning?”

The girl froze…everything came to a complete stand still…you could almost hear the screeching of brakes. (Because of course the coffee tender can’t do anything without an order, and the pastry chick doesn’t know what to grab out of the case.) Picture a deer in headlights…times three.

She looked totally blank for a few seconds and then finally said “I’m good. How are you?”

“Great, thanks…it’s such a nice day out,” he replied. She smiled (this smalltalk was totally killing her…she almost looked like she was in pain). After a brief silence, he gave his order and everything got back to normal.

Then he turned to me (because I was laughing out loud) and said “that ALWAYS makes my day.”

Now why didn’t I think of that?