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 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...