Saturday, July 06, 2002
My god. It works. It really, really works. God bless you, Internet Explorer. God bless.
OK. Well, a lot has happened since that last blog (I mean since it was written, not since it was posted). For one thing, I learned that Lennox is actually spelled Lenox. One 'n'. Well, I didn't know that before. But I am too lazy to go through that whole huge last blog and change it all, so if you read it you can just imagine that every misspelled Lennox is actually Lenox. I hope that doesn't overtax your imagination or anything.
We went to see RENT. It was glorious. If you know about RENT, Mark and Maureen were great, Benny and Collins were terrible (totally different voices), Joanne was OK, Mimi was OK (I don't think she was Spanish at all), and Angel was OK but a little more butch looking than the original. If you don't know about RENT, you have no idea what I just said.
In RENT, Mimi is on crack. Throughout the play we (the joyous viewers) see little packets containing a white powder (crack. At least, it's supposed to be crack. I don't think RENT purchased actual cocaine for their play. I hope not, anyways). Liz completely missed that Mimi was on drugs. So I asked her, "Liz, didn't you realize she was taking drugs when she kept on showing us the packets of cocaine?" "Cocaine?" says Liz, "I thought those were condoms!" Riiiiiiggght....
Then we wandered around Boston. A man in a car made a very lewd gesture to Helene (it would've been really scary if there were only 2 or 3 of us there, but since we were in a big group, a flock if you will, it was kinda funny). The guy who gave Kate her drink at lunch winked at her and said he put something extra in her lemonade. We think it was vodka. A guy named Sam in Fanuel Hall asked us all to feel his hand, and told us that we too could have silky smooth hands if we got paraffin dips. We loitered for a really long time in American Eagle and I think they will hate us forever. Then we went to Bath and Body Works and used the Magical Bronzing Wand to add a little color to Helene.
Um. What else has been going on? Let me see, let me see...
Well, Leslie has been here. That's been fun. Leslie, Liz and I (ooo, check out that grammar!) have consumed a lot of ice cream this week. O yeah, and a bunch of us went to Richardson's ice cream, and there was a really hot guy there serving ice cream. Really, really hot.
Err... fireworks. There were some. The Swampscott ones were not overly enjoyable, partially because Swampscott has yet to master the art of firing off fireworks so as to not bore the crowd, partially because we were standing in the middle of the street, and partially because it was disgustingly hot out. Gross gross gross heat.
A little kid standing right behind us had lost his mother and the police were looking for her, but he didn't seem too upset about it.
We were wandering around after the fireworks and we saw a heavily inebriated mother. She was pushing a big cooler in front of her and towing a few little kids around. As she got up to us, she dropped the cooler and said "EXcuse me!" rather slurrily. She then whipped out this big light up sword thing and started waving it around. She was staggering all over and shouting drunkenly to her kids "Kidsh! We made it! Ha ha we made it!", all the while gesticulating wildly with this plastic sword. It was utterly hilarious.
Then we went back to Kate's house and Kate got yelled at by her mother for not being a good host. See, Kate made us get our own drinks. Isn't that just shameful? Anyways, her mother put her right, by yelling at her "Kate, you better not ever go into the restaurant business!" Now all of Kate's hopes and dreams of owning and running her own restaurant have been cruelly shattered. It was also utterly hilarious.
The next night we saw the Nahant fireworks. They were much better than the Swampscott fireworks partially because Nahant knows how to fire off fireworks in interesting groupings, partially because we had a good seat on the ground, and partially because it was nice and cool out. Well, relatively cool, anyways.
That night we had a sleepover chez Maura. It was really nice outside, so we stayed out there for much of the night. Maura's sister had some friends over for a while and it was very entertaining to watch them play basketball, because they were very good at it. Lessee... this is some of what happened, not in any particular order or any particular completeness, just as I happen to remember it:
-There was some swimming, some of it performed in rather inappropriate and, ahem, distasteful clothing.
-Then there was some communal showering, which was captured on film by one who was most definitely not taking any part in the communal showering (i.e., me).
-Helene fell through Maura's porch.
-Very odd music was listened to.
-Tyler tried very hard to get us all to go to 40 steps, and Maura was reminded that she was 'the hostess, not a guest!' and therefore not free to go cavorting all over the island.
-Jason almost ruined Maura's mother's day, by seeming to be in danger of drowning with not a floatie in sight to save him.
-Mars Attacks! was on very very late at night and way too loud.
-Liz's hair got more and more magnificent as the night progressed.
-The two male Drummonds had an intense basketball game.
-There was debate over Boston v. Route 128 in regard to ease and quickness of travel. Poor Jessica had some worrisome moments where this was concerned.
-A whole lot of water was expended on one side of the room, with most of it ending up on or around Noah (diligently applied by Helene and Stephanie).
-Dave fell asleep incredibly early, and was not even wakened by the water flying late into the night next to him.
-Vanilla coke was consumed.
-Meredith sat on many chairs at once, and ate an apple.
-Liz attempted to eat a Laffy Taffy with the wrapper on. This attempt was unsuccessful.
-Corey and Elise demanded (and got) a box of Cheezits, which was swiftly emptied.
-Sap got all over Leslie.
-There was snuggling all throughout the night. I won't say who was snuggling, because if you don't already know then you don't deserve to know. So take that.
And also, I got some pictures taken, so that always makes it better. I get them back on Tuesday. We also watched MTV Cribs very early the next morning without any sound, so that was fun.
Um, I guess that was about it. I can't really think of anything more right as of this moment. If you were there and you can think of anything else and you're totally indignant that I haven't included it in this glorious, ever-so-vital-to-your-life blog, you can email me (firstname.lastname@example.org).
Then I got home. I was very very tired. I showered, and then I went to lie down for a bit around, oh, it must've been around 11. When I woke up it was around 4:45. The air conditioning had broken and been fixed in that time, and I had entirely missed it. Oh well.
S'all for now, I suppose.