Farewell!

Last night Maryanne and I went to a going-away party for Bernadette and Brad as they're moving to Fresno, California, for at least two years. It was a swell time, being held at the Fitchburg Great Dane. The food and company were both good, even though I didn't know everybody very well. Nonetheless, Maryanne and I will both miss them. We always seemed to have a lot of fun hanging out with them. Maryanne and Bernadette especially were close. I suspect the next few weeks are going to be rough on them both.

Not again....

Clarify is a what?

This is just sick.

Very punny....

Last night Maryanne was just full of puns and didn't even know it. We were hanging out with our friends Jeanni and Todd. First, at Hobby Lobby at South Town, we were looking at a model of a '69 Dodge Charger R/T. Maryanne said, "You could make that for your mom. She'd get a charge out of it." I said, "You made a pun! Get a charge out of a Charger!" Then later, for whatever reason, Todd started making roaring noises, and I blurted out, "Toddzilla!" Todd started singing "Toddzilla" to the tune of Blue Oyster Cult's "Godzilla." Jeanni said, "Great. They're just like too peas in a pod." Maryanne said to me, "You've created a monster." I replied, "Duh. Godzilla's a monster."

Real drama....

Much of our weekend was occupied by a wedding that Maryanne was a bridesmaid for. Our friends Jenni and Jeff finally tied the knot in a dramatic ceremony at the Wisconsin Union Theater. The reception had been held at the East Side Businessmen's Association (ESBMA). The reception was very nice, with a good DJ, and the food being catered by Gaylord.

Friday Maryanne was off and spent a busy day picking up her dress and basically getting a test run on her makeup from Jenni's friend Kim. I knew very little of Kim, other than that Maryanne was paired with Kim's husband Alan, who is one of Jeff's friends. Maryanne isn't particularly fond of Alan, as from what Maryanne has said, he has a tendency to hit on anything with tits.

We went to the rehearsal at the theater, and then to the rehearsal dinner at Maple Tree. With all the people involved, I was able to see some of Maryanne's friends that we hadn't seen in a while, and meet a few new people, as well. I was able to see Kim, as well, and I started becoming confused.

On our way to the Maple Tree, I was chatting with Maryanne in the car. The conversation went something like this:

Me: "So Kim is the one who did your makeup today, and will be doing it tomorrow?"

Maryanne: "Yes."

Me: "And she was the one with the dark hair wearing the striped dress?"

MA: "Yes."

Me: "And her husband is Alan?"

MA: "The jerk, yes."

Me: "OK."

The night progressed, a bit chaotically with all the people, but the dinner and company were good. Maryanne and I departed sometime later. We stopped for gas at the Kwik Trip in McFarland, basically across the street from the Maple Tree. Something kept nagging me as I pumped the gas. On our way home I asked Maryanne about it. I think it went something like this:

Me: "Alan didn't seem too bad tonight. Not that I was watching him all the time."

MA: "You must not have been paying close attention."

Me: "Something about all this baffles me. You're telling me that even though he's married to Kim, Alan feels it necessary to hit on other women when his wife looks like that?"

MA: "Yes. He's a jerk. He doesn't deserver her. She's such a sweet person."

Me: "What a dumbass."

MA: "I know! She's a total hottie."

That about summed it all up.

A different kind of recall....

An amusing, if somewhat radical, op/ed piece from Gil Leroy. You kind of have to like a guy who can call himself a curmudgeon.

Naivete....

Here's an interesting op/ed piece as to why whack-job liberals are, well, whack-jobs.

Bad driver alert....

If you work at American Family Insurance, or are a resident of Madison in general, watch for these drivers: A champagne-colored Oldsmobile Alero, license VDJ-613, and a midnight blue Saturn, license 301-DAE. The driver of the former seems to be lacking in general driving courtesy, while the latter seems to be clueless.

Craptastic....

Yes, it's true: Clarify is a fucking piece of shit.

Hmmm....

I can't think of anything clever to say about this.

Recall....

California is a fucked up state.

Refusing personal responsibility....

When will people start taking responsibility for their own actions? I guess stupid people just need someone else to blame.

Pushing buttons....

Have you ever met someone that just rubs your the wrong way? Someone you just want to haul off and punch in the mouth, for no good reason other than the fact that they're annoying? Someone who just pushes your buttons by merely existing? I have, a few of them, actually. It usually takes some time for me to learn just how annoying they are. After that comes the time when I just want to belt them and say, "Shut the hell up!"