DAY FOURTEEN - BERLIN BOUND

This just in from the trenches!


TYCDIGS and comrade FTS are headed for Berlin this weekend. Reuniting with college friends, reuniting with expat friends, reuniting with tasty beers and quality footwear...

Yesterday in NON GRAD LIFE: 

shopping for overstocks and rejects in anticipation of warm weather, wandering, and hanging out at a metal bar relieved that the band actually just played rock.

DAYS ELEVEN AND TWELVE - BACKDATED

Hanging out in parks with over-priced baked goods, cafe-hopping with an adorable soon-to-goddaughter and her parents in tow, and too many evenings at Cheers.

I will otherwise remember this weekend with these two videos:






Following the failed bar crawl (maybe next weekend?) a new idea for a themed party:  Dress to be daggered!

DAY SEVEN

One theme of today at the office is "competing interests." This came up planning a Friday the 13th pub crawl. Let us say for the sake of this post that people go on pub crawls for two reasons*: a) to drink large amounts of alcohol b) to go to new places [that one would assume would also be filled with new people].

But a and b do not mix quite as well as grenadine in your shitty cocktail; showing up to a new-to-you bar you've "been wanting to go [to] foreeever" completely shitfaced may not be a very good idea.  This causes some difficulty when planning such an event, as prioritizing b [cool new bars] would seem to detract from a [getting shitfaced], but a can't really be compromised, because if you honestly after the vital components of b [new places and new people], wouldn't you just join salsa?

This reminds me of the sad, sad day I planned a pub crawl during GRAD LIFE.  We went to three bars, although at first we were going to go to four, because there were in fact four bars in the entire neighborhood. Unfortunately just two bars in we had to redirect our route because it turned out that one of the bars closed at midnight on Saturdays, so we ended up a bit early at Cheers, which that night happened to be filled with some kids from a midwestern university who unfortunately had decided to spend their spring break in a neighborhood with only three functioning bars.


*Please excuse the reductionism. STRUCTURALIST THOUGHT CAN BE HELPFUL.

DAY THREE

Starved of intellectual stimulation, last night I went to a "poetry event," which, much like Frommer's list of the world's 10 worst airport terminals, was absolutely terrible. Text back and forth with the bffer beside you like you're 14 years old terrible. Constantly hold your drink up to your face because it is the only way to not crack a vicious grin terrible. While I can't wait until I go back to the comforts of intellectual elitism and spend all of my time with other people like me who hate on almost everything all of the time, there is a very special feeling that comes with knowing that you are too good for everything around you. I shall miss that.

Sigh.