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Report From the Wagon, Part 1 [Jul. 21st, 2004|11:49 pm]
Young Geoffrey
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By all rights it should have been a bad day - and, in fact, parts of it were.

Work started well, but I was hung over and grew frustrated with small things. Worse, a call came in at almost exactly 5:00, from someone in Nunavut with whom I'd been playing phone tag - call took forty minutes, so I didn't leave the office until not too far off 6:00.

Walked up to Queen, whence I'd left my bike parked last night, not in the mood for riding after however many pints I'd consumed. I glanced at my usual table on the patio at Gorilla Monsoons and (yes) the idea that I might enjoy a hair of the dog occurred to me.

However ...

However, I rode home like a good boy.

Only to be tempted again, this time by my impish young friend, Vern, whom I hadn't seen for a couple of weeks, and who wondered whether I might be interested in quaffing an ale with him at the rather amazing patio at Cadillac Lounge.

Ah, Gentle Readers, you know where this is going, don't you?





No you don't.

I did agree to the tryst, but I am pleased to report that only the carbonated goodness of club soda wet my whistle, this evening.

And, truthfully, it wasn't hard at all. Instead, I kept exclaiming upon how nice it was to be out and about, knowing I would feel good in the morning. (Fancy that!)

We had a good time, despite nearly depressing one another with the state of the (American) union and its incompetent jackboots stomping across far too much of the world.

And parted, he only slightly tipsy and me, well, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.

And the morning and the evening were the first day.

Sleep well, folks; I'm pretty certain that I will.
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[User Picture]From: fadefromnothing
2004-07-21 09:15 pm (UTC)
I'm proud of you.
I feel like a mother hen, heh

-Sidra
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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2004-07-22 04:08 pm (UTC)
Thank you, but - so far at least (it hasn't been 48 hours yet, so it's early days) there isn't much to be proud of. Besides a few twinges of habit, I haven't really wanted to drink. I'm actually enjoying it, so far, somewhat to my surprise.

Nevertheless, I know that hen feeling; I have probably too often found it necessary to refer to myself as a "father hen".
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From: anti_manifesto6
2004-07-22 04:20 pm (UTC)

Papa Hen

Yeah- I would know about the *father hen* thing...

I have at least 3 direct quotes from emails when you referred to yourself as the "Father hen"

:D


xoxo love you

-laura-
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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2004-07-22 06:36 pm (UTC)

Re: Papa Hen

Only 3?

(I'm shocked! Shocked, I tells ya!)
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From: anti_manifesto6
2004-07-22 04:18 pm (UTC)
*applauds, proudly*

I'm OH! so happy :)

http://entertainment.sympatico.msn.ca/Music/Features/Articles/The+Dead+still+live+for+the+road.htm <---that's a thingy about the greatful dead (of whom which you are obsessed with)

I hope you have a good evening 'n stuff, i'll talk to you tomorrow. Ye Olde Hicks from Peterbor- oh! (crappy headline from that terrible free magazine funded by the TTC when it was being flooded) will be around. Im going to a crappy Jays game with them, apparently they have decent seats and they want autographs etc. I hate baseball but being there isn't too bad. In exchange for forfeiting my Friday night I will be galovanting around tonight.

Sweet dreams Muffin Head...

Love,

-laura-
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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2004-07-22 06:41 pm (UTC)
"Obsessed" is too strong a word, my sweet; after all, I only saw them live twice, and only hitch-hiked (to Syracuse, New York - I should write that story up one of these days) to see them once. Though, come to think of it, walking back from Wonderland to Steeles with a head full of really strong acid kind of felt like hitching.

But I digress. I enjoyed the article; thank you for pointing it out to me. If ever they come anywhere near Toronto, I hope you'll do me the honour of coming with.

I trust you're enjoying your debauch tonight; I myself am being domestic doing laundry, when I can drag myself away from ye olde computer and the ever-fascinating lives of bloggers.

I empathize with you on the baseball, quite seriously. Many years ago, I had to put my foot down awfully hard to convince the various members of the extended family that I really had no interest in seeing the Expos, or Olympic Stadium and that I would be much happier (and so, therefore, would they - was the subtext) if they went without me.

Come home in one piece my love.


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