O, Canadia!! (Part Deux)

As previously promised, here are a few photos from our recent Montreal trip:

Three gangly cats chilling
at the International Jazz Festival...

View of Downtown Montreal
from Mont Royal
on an overcast day

Some very interesting sculptures
on Mont Royal
(discuss amongst yourselves)

B.Y.O.V. (bring your own vin)
sign outside Giorgio's Italian restaurant

Brief respite from the heat
a la Place Des Arts

While in a Chapter's Bookstore, I couldn't resist
taking a picture of this page,
as "Happy Caca" happens to be my favorite

General Evie claims
Victory Over Montreal!!!
(caption credit to Jed Fluehr)

Some day we shall return to claim our spoils...

A Sunday, May 25th in the Life...

Destination #1 for the day

I haven't seen this many people in one place since the last time I went to see a president-elect "pinch-hit" as a commencement speaker.
Interesting fact of the day: Obama and I are in the same fraternity...
the brotherhood of Alpha Beta Slacka - I'm impressed to learn that he didn't consistently hit the books as hard as he's hit the campaign trail. This gives me hope that there's still time for me to do great things with my life.

Sage advice for a vast array of scenarios...
Not knowing when such advice will next come in handy, I snap a photo
to serve as a visual reminder when that voice whispering in my head
just isn't enough of a deterrent.

Life gets no realer than it does when you feel like an extra in the
type of movie you don't enjoy watching... There's just something about being within 100 yards of top-notch sharp-shooters that makes me a little uneasy.
You know what makes me even more uneasy?
Trying to get a close-up shot (pun intended) of the sharpshooters above me
without giving them cause to snipe me from one of the other rooftops.

This photo is pleading with me to hold a caption contest
but after much deliberation, I refuse...

Nothing But Love for the student protest.
The fine print advises you they not only have the right
but special permission as well...
and suggests if you got beef, you need to familiarize yourself
with the Symbolic Structures Section of the student handbook!!

WOW!! SUSHI PICKED BEST
My only question is...best what???
Best on this side of this street?
Best in Middletown?
Best in Connecticut?
I'm left to wonder if our friends at TCM are telling us these are
the six best dishes at this fine sushi establishment.
Having had it, I can honestly say the sushi was good, but since this was
the first sushi joint I hit in CT, I'm not sure how good it is...
If this banner had an additional descriptive noun,
or perhaps a referential prepositional phrase,
I'd have a little more to go on, enabling me to properly
and accurately promote this eatery.
Lastly, I think it should be standard in ads like this to mention the year.
When it's left out, it's easy to assume 2007,
but makes me equally curious if it could be an award from 2003...

Found this quaint little spot to have dessert en route back to Boston.
Each Patron is allowed to pick 3 books for FREE. What a bargain!?!

Simply Made for Each Other - two Old Speckled Hens

I regret being unable to capture a picture of one of the day's true highlights: the"Middletown Swagger", which was on display throughout the day. I realized that only video could've truly done it justice, as a picture would only serve as a representation of a single frame the swagger. Unfortunately, I haven't had time to play with the recently-downloaded-video-capturing capabilities of my iPhone. (Once I do though, rest assured you'll be able to find my clips on YouTube!!)

This day proved that the recipe for a great time need not include the mass consumption of alcohol. As amazing weather, good company, inspiring speakers, tasty vittles, and a few laughs strewn throughout also get the job done as well.

Thanks for reading. Much obliged!!

A Night to Remember...if only I could

The date had been earmarked in my iPhone calendar for months - May 17th. A perfect storm of causes for celebration collided, bringing together an array of individuals unified by one common goal...to meet new folks, let your hair down, and party the night away (well I guess that makes three but who's really counting?!?)



The night started off like many other parties I've been to before... Meet some new people (sometimes for the second time)... Get a few drinks in you and next thing you know you're discussing the benefits and drawbacks of crack addiction...

You can't help but acknowledge that you heart those who heart new york...

Next, you're overcome with this feeling that there aren't enough strangers at this party for you to become acquainted with. So you try on your Uninvited Guest hat and travel a few houses down the street, where another fiesta is popping off. While there, you pocket some cans of PBR and marvel at the marine ecosystem being projected onto the back of the house. Being ever careful to not overstay your welcome, you quickly stumble back to the original crime scene...

Upon your return you suddenly

find yourself in another dimension

a dimension where party-goers have no qualms
taking huge bites out of over-sized onions...

You meet an iPhone Goddess
Get a crash course on hacking

Things that were previously crystal clear
begin to seem a little fuzzy

and compositions like this
make perfect sense at the time
but later transform into challenging puzzles
for a sober mind

Unfortunately, this is the part of the night where my phone went off on it's own, apparently unhappy with the lowly connotations of wingman status. And here I thought it liked being the designated memory recorder. If I had sooner realized it wanted numbers to call it's own, I would've hooked it up with some of the cute phones I saw chilling at the party.

According to eyeball witness accounts
you lead the charge to down shots
of Coconut Lemongrass Saki
You sincerely wish you could remember
how good it was...

Much more happened as the night progressed
(only some of which I can personally attest to)
but under the advice of my lawyer
I plead the fizzifth...

until next time ladies and germs

Some weekend highlights...

The streak continues...yet another amazing weekend. Here is where I would note the number of consecutive fantabulous weekends in a row that I've had, but in an effort to spare some feelings I don't want anyone doing the math to figure out the current streak started after "their" weekend...

So if what they say is true - that a picture is worth a thousand words - here are 4,045 words to give you a little snippet of the weekend's events.

the meeting of the future minds

oh my word...my daddy is hee-lar-i-us!

I wish I could stay awake more so as not to miss any of his antics!!

a summary of Saturday evening:
making memories and throwing a few back

dueling Old Speckled Hen's

My only regret from the weekend was not getting a picture of the turkey that was walking down Harvard Ave in Brookline. If I didn't already have my heart set on the Old Speckled Hen, I would've definitely ordered a Wild Turkey neat to commemorate the randomness.

Lastly, I can't wait to see how well these iPhone pics look on the web.

until next time...