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Stop Tailgating Me
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Original Black Elvis
Stop Tailgating Me
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
The Past Week, By The Numbers
Seven: The number of plumbers we've called to get our toilets fixed. Seriously. Last week, the hall bathroom toilet started leaking from its base. It starts a little fountain when the master bathroom toilet is flushed. This is both mysterious and bizarre. We've called every plumber in Claremore; some promised to call us back, one promised to come out, one told us to call someone else. No one has come out and I'm seriously considering building an outhouse in the back yard.
Six: How many hours I spent playing Hoard (or as I like to call it, DRAGONS!), a ridiculously simple game about dragons and their treasure, this weekend. When PlayStation Store comes back (never?), you should go download it. Then we can play the multiplayer levels together!!
Five: The number of times Buttons asked to go outside to use the bathroom this week. I think housebreaking is happening! Woo!
Four: The number of Blue Moons I had Saturday night. Johnny and I planned a quiet evening in Tulsa going to PetSmart, eating dinner, and watching a movie at the dollar theater. I invited coworker Kyla along to join us, and she invited us over for dinner. This turned into the three of us drinking two bottles of wine, me suggesting we walk downtown to Tulsa's Blue Dome District, and staying at McNellie's until after midnight playing pool and shuffleboard. (Kyla and her random German-born teammate won shuffleboard, I think.) Johnny was a reluctant party to this adventure, but a good sport. I'll make it up to him taking him to the dollar movies next weekend!
Three: Amount of times I've played the T.I./Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes mashup "Bring 'Em Home" today I heard it a few weeks ago, but this site has a download. It's going straight on my workout playlist. (Which totally exists.) It's an awesome, awesome song.
Two: Number of weeks until my dear friend Greer goes back to Tennessee for the summer! I'm desperately trying to squeeze in a visit to Stillwater before she leaves for the homeland. Where has this year gone??
One: Number of weeks before I can buy The G. Her sale date is next Monday and you can bet that I'll be celebrating if I have the highest bid!
Six: How many hours I spent playing Hoard (or as I like to call it, DRAGONS!), a ridiculously simple game about dragons and their treasure, this weekend. When PlayStation Store comes back (never?), you should go download it. Then we can play the multiplayer levels together!!
Five: The number of times Buttons asked to go outside to use the bathroom this week. I think housebreaking is happening! Woo!
Four: The number of Blue Moons I had Saturday night. Johnny and I planned a quiet evening in Tulsa going to PetSmart, eating dinner, and watching a movie at the dollar theater. I invited coworker Kyla along to join us, and she invited us over for dinner. This turned into the three of us drinking two bottles of wine, me suggesting we walk downtown to Tulsa's Blue Dome District, and staying at McNellie's until after midnight playing pool and shuffleboard. (Kyla and her random German-born teammate won shuffleboard, I think.) Johnny was a reluctant party to this adventure, but a good sport. I'll make it up to him taking him to the dollar movies next weekend!
Three: Amount of times I've played the T.I./Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes mashup "Bring 'Em Home" today I heard it a few weeks ago, but this site has a download. It's going straight on my workout playlist. (Which totally exists.) It's an awesome, awesome song.
Two: Number of weeks until my dear friend Greer goes back to Tennessee for the summer! I'm desperately trying to squeeze in a visit to Stillwater before she leaves for the homeland. Where has this year gone??
One: Number of weeks before I can buy The G. Her sale date is next Monday and you can bet that I'll be celebrating if I have the highest bid!
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
My Mom Was Here
As I pointed out in my last post, my mother made an ill-timed, meticulously planned trip to Tulsa for the express purpose of visiting me. I think I've finally recovered. Here's what we did:
I had to take my mom to see some of Tulsa's most interesting landmarks, so we dropped by the Golden Driller...
And the giant praying hands at ORU...
And the Blue Whale on Route 66...
She made me drive to Bartlesville for a tour of Price Tower, which was admittedly pretty cool...
I also found a buffalo with extreme, disco-ball testicles in Bartlesville...
We spent an afternoon at Will Rogers Downs, betting on races...
But most of our horses came in last.
We stopped at Lake Oologah...
Dashed through downtown Tulsa to make it to the opera on time...
And generally had a very busy week!
I think my favorite part about the whole inconvenient visit was getting to dine at some new places around town- Dilly Deli downtown, The Wild Fork in Utica Square, Frank & Lola's in Bartlesville...All were very, very good. Our tour of the Blue Bell creamery in Broken Arrow was another highlight, especially the part where they gave us an entire gallon of vanilla ice cream. My mother also met Buttons, The G, Anne, Shari, and Kyla. I think she had a good time. As for me? I hope it's five years before she decides to visit again.
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