05 October 2007

planes, trains, and automobiles

derek loves me so much that he's taking me on a trip with him! mais oui! he cannot live without my presence, and thus must whisk me away.

i was hoping for some crisp fall weather, but it appears that the indian summer is overtaking the entire country. boo. hiss. grrrrr. no matter. we'll be flying off to rhode island for the weekend and then catching a train to boston. derek has some work stuff for a few days and i can piddle to my heart's delight. (yes, i am quite aware that there is a fluevog store in boston. keep me away from it, please.) i'll try to keep from driving into new hampshire by accident this time, but with states that tiny out there... i just can't wrap my head around it. maybe some of you out west, where it's even more vast than here, can understand my amazement at this. how can one just drive into another state by accident? that is still so weird. just. so. weird.

we'll get to see some of our peeps while there, too! kim is coming from sacramento to show off her shoes - errr, i mean attend the conference. my friend brandon has started his senior year at harvard. jeez, i can hardly believe his time there has gone by so fast. when i met him, he was just an adorably cute and goofy kid in high school. now he's going to be a smarty pants harvard graduate. i can't wait to get a tour of the campus in cambridge from him. think you can get contact ivy-league-ness from being near too many of those students?

derek, in the meantime, has started to work out a little. he is getting just slightly addicted to DDR supernova (dance dance revolution on ps2, for those of you who didn't know) and gets his cardio in regularly now. finally! the video games are paying off for him in a healthy way! woooohoooooooo!!! the shit is funny as hell, too. i gave it a whack and was instantly reminded of the time i talked veronica into trying one out with me in an arcade. i danced and flailed. vee danced and flailed. we both ultimately fell off the damn thing in total spasms of shame, all the while having little kids who probably rocked that shit watching. would i do it again? you bet your booty i would. i've been trying to get veronica to get back on that horse ever since. we're short people. there's only so far we have to fall before we thud to the ground.

so off i go to pack for the trip. i'm not going to bring home any tacky doodads. i'm not really that sort. but maybe i'll pick up some postcards and look for some nice artwork to put on my walls at the new abode. here's to hoping i can leave john fluevog alone for a change.


derek's other new toy:
a shiny green roomba! he loves it. who knew it would be so easy to get him to vacuum the house nearly every single day? thank you, i-robot. three laws safe.

4 comments:

lizgwiz said...

No tacky doo-dads? I DEMAND that you bring me back something from the Official Ivy League Harvard Doodad Shack. Hee.

Mary said...

I heard a news story on NPR about how some people treat their Roombas like pets. They name them and even dress them up for holidays. Can't you picture your Roomba with a little jack-o-lantern mask?! Aaaaaawww!!!

georgeious said...

liz, i found the absolute PERFECT tacky doodad for you. we weren't in the campus shack, but brandon and i were in cambridge and right across the street from harvard at the time. eee!

errr, ummm, did i mention that the roomba has been unofficially named rupert? ::: blush :::

Anonymous said...

...and then what happened ?