Loaves and fishes, teachings of the bible...
Wait, no...I must be thinking of a different blog...damn this post-party haze!
Another long (but yet oh-so-short) weekend has come and gone, and again, here I find myself, Monday night, nary a blog fodder topic in mind. Lin's suggested a notebook, to be kept at the LKN resort, within which I and other revelers might jot down topics and ideas as they transpire, so as to ensure the completeness of the accounts contained herein...the rub, of course, is that it requires a great deal of trust in said revelers not to write ficticious events/topics over which the humble writer might (endlessly and fruitlessly) fret over remembering.
Started early this weekend, as my semi-local visit/drive plans were slightly miscommunicated, rendered unworkable, and other plans arranged...conversation and drinking, under the guise of movie-watching, followed by late-ish bedtime and much later rising. Saturday breakfast of Cracker Barrel take-out at 4:30pm, get a call that my date for the evening is homebound due to icy weather, took in Stepford Wives (which started out as a good premise (never saw the original) but despite Chris Walken's presence couldn't pull off a satisfying or even better-than-ridiculous ending) followed by a viewing of some Hawaiian Tropic pageant/special in High Definition glory (drool), naps for some(one, other than me, unfortunately), and a late start to the club. On the way, had an odd following/passing/passing/following exchange with a man (who could only be described as mountainous, he must have weighed 400 pounds if he weighed one, there literally looked to be no room for so much as a french fry between the dashboard, steering wheel, and the back of the driver's seat, which was roughly halfway back to the trunk area of the vehicle) and his two drunk/high (appearing, don't want to get sued) female companions in a pimpy mid-eighties Olds Toronado. They followed us for a while, passed us while staring us down, allowed us to pass while staring us down, followed again then disappeared. Tres bizarre. Once there, however, met up with old friends, as well as introductions to some new ones. Happy birthday, Pam! Spent a lot of time in the upstairs hall, watching people go by...I think I'm starting to see why it's such a popular hangout. Towards the end of the night, met Kayla, a striking Amazonian type, just prior to leaving...as increasingly seems to be the case, things were pretty much going fine initially, then Lin comes by and all of a sudden, the situation is miraculaously and unbeliveably improved (I have yet to figure out exactly how that works...more research is definitely called for in this area.)
Sunday recovery at the LKN, with a later start (are late starts the theme for the weekend?) due to some confusion as to the timing of a certain football game. Despite the stumble, had a good turnout, saw some "old" (three weeks) friends, some frequently seen/regular (three weeks) friends, and finally met the elusive and/or mysterious and or succulent (not my word, but I certainly concur) Lida, who was sadly both the last to arrive, and the first to depart, with nary a chance for me to exercise my limited and rather narrow charm. Pity. Throughout the evening, many, many deep and thought-provoking discoveries were made, none of which I remember, as it was well over 24 hours ago and I had no blog notebook to which to reefer...I mean refer (...yes, that was a good save, no one's the wiser, heh.) Many interesting stories, some about alleged dingleberries and poopy pomeranians, flaming self-propelled Porsches, penile implants, seemingly endlessly filled pipes, the composition of absinthe, travel skillet usage, and countless others were either made or told, and I can't remember any of it! Alas. Perhaps a screenplay (or screenplays) about the LKN lifestyle is (are) where my fortunes lie, waiting to be discovered, moulded and harvested for fun and profit...yes, I can see it now...but who will play me? Russel Wong perhaps? Too handsome. Andy Lau? Too athletic. Jet Li? Way too short. Far, far too bad-ass. Where are we going to find a mainstream tallish asian male lead?! Fortunately, there are only slightly more Asian male "stars" in the manstream than in porn (read: none...I've always threatened to move to LA to become the first asian male porn star in the western world, but my laziness precludes me, as it's a long-ass move, and I'd have a hard time getting back for the parties.) Similarly, who will the revelers want to play them? Is it even up to them, do they get a vote/suggestion, or should they start attempting to bribe me now for favorable celebrity selection? (My paypal account information if any of y'all are reading, is...) Ah forget it, it's already getting to be a project and a half...
The weekend officially ended at approximately 5pm, when I arrived home. Chatted over IM with Amy, Esquire about various sundry topics, like how my newfound sluttiness somehow makes me a less suitable travel partner, had chinese takeout (a rare occasion for me) from a highly-recommended local place, Taipei South, (which is kind of a funny name, as the "pei" in Taipei means North...do they cancel one another out, so that the name should then just be "Tai"? Would I be upset at the misappropriation of my middle name for a restaurant moniker? The mind boggles...) but it turns out they make a mean orange beef, yum...so I guess none of it matters. Also spoke with Boston Amy (coincidentally) over IM, she's loving flight attendant training, managed to get a suite all to herself, maybe I can scam an invite...
Actually chatted with Loh for a while, first time I've spoken to him this year, he started off a bit snippy, but warmed up a bit...I need to work on not doing the knee-jerk rage thing when he pulls the underappreciated downtrodden baby brother bit he's so good at. I guess overall we had a decent conversation though, stayed pertty civil the whole time, I asked him for some things, he asked me for some things, who knows, maybe we'll eventually get past all this silliness and be proper brothers again.
Really should try and make a couple calls and accomplish a few things this week, let's see how that goes...
Developments as they occur...
Another long (but yet oh-so-short) weekend has come and gone, and again, here I find myself, Monday night, nary a blog fodder topic in mind. Lin's suggested a notebook, to be kept at the LKN resort, within which I and other revelers might jot down topics and ideas as they transpire, so as to ensure the completeness of the accounts contained herein...the rub, of course, is that it requires a great deal of trust in said revelers not to write ficticious events/topics over which the humble writer might (endlessly and fruitlessly) fret over remembering.
Started early this weekend, as my semi-local visit/drive plans were slightly miscommunicated, rendered unworkable, and other plans arranged...conversation and drinking, under the guise of movie-watching, followed by late-ish bedtime and much later rising. Saturday breakfast of Cracker Barrel take-out at 4:30pm, get a call that my date for the evening is homebound due to icy weather, took in Stepford Wives (which started out as a good premise (never saw the original) but despite Chris Walken's presence couldn't pull off a satisfying or even better-than-ridiculous ending) followed by a viewing of some Hawaiian Tropic pageant/special in High Definition glory (drool), naps for some(one, other than me, unfortunately), and a late start to the club. On the way, had an odd following/passing/passing/following exchange with a man (who could only be described as mountainous, he must have weighed 400 pounds if he weighed one, there literally looked to be no room for so much as a french fry between the dashboard, steering wheel, and the back of the driver's seat, which was roughly halfway back to the trunk area of the vehicle) and his two drunk/high (appearing, don't want to get sued) female companions in a pimpy mid-eighties Olds Toronado. They followed us for a while, passed us while staring us down, allowed us to pass while staring us down, followed again then disappeared. Tres bizarre. Once there, however, met up with old friends, as well as introductions to some new ones. Happy birthday, Pam! Spent a lot of time in the upstairs hall, watching people go by...I think I'm starting to see why it's such a popular hangout. Towards the end of the night, met Kayla, a striking Amazonian type, just prior to leaving...as increasingly seems to be the case, things were pretty much going fine initially, then Lin comes by and all of a sudden, the situation is miraculaously and unbeliveably improved (I have yet to figure out exactly how that works...more research is definitely called for in this area.)
Sunday recovery at the LKN, with a later start (are late starts the theme for the weekend?) due to some confusion as to the timing of a certain football game. Despite the stumble, had a good turnout, saw some "old" (three weeks) friends, some frequently seen/regular (three weeks) friends, and finally met the elusive and/or mysterious and or succulent (not my word, but I certainly concur) Lida, who was sadly both the last to arrive, and the first to depart, with nary a chance for me to exercise my limited and rather narrow charm. Pity. Throughout the evening, many, many deep and thought-provoking discoveries were made, none of which I remember, as it was well over 24 hours ago and I had no blog notebook to which to reefer...I mean refer (...yes, that was a good save, no one's the wiser, heh.) Many interesting stories, some about alleged dingleberries and poopy pomeranians, flaming self-propelled Porsches, penile implants, seemingly endlessly filled pipes, the composition of absinthe, travel skillet usage, and countless others were either made or told, and I can't remember any of it! Alas. Perhaps a screenplay (or screenplays) about the LKN lifestyle is (are) where my fortunes lie, waiting to be discovered, moulded and harvested for fun and profit...yes, I can see it now...but who will play me? Russel Wong perhaps? Too handsome. Andy Lau? Too athletic. Jet Li? Way too short. Far, far too bad-ass. Where are we going to find a mainstream tallish asian male lead?! Fortunately, there are only slightly more Asian male "stars" in the manstream than in porn (read: none...I've always threatened to move to LA to become the first asian male porn star in the western world, but my laziness precludes me, as it's a long-ass move, and I'd have a hard time getting back for the parties.) Similarly, who will the revelers want to play them? Is it even up to them, do they get a vote/suggestion, or should they start attempting to bribe me now for favorable celebrity selection? (My paypal account information if any of y'all are reading, is...) Ah forget it, it's already getting to be a project and a half...
The weekend officially ended at approximately 5pm, when I arrived home. Chatted over IM with Amy, Esquire about various sundry topics, like how my newfound sluttiness somehow makes me a less suitable travel partner, had chinese takeout (a rare occasion for me) from a highly-recommended local place, Taipei South, (which is kind of a funny name, as the "pei" in Taipei means North...do they cancel one another out, so that the name should then just be "Tai"? Would I be upset at the misappropriation of my middle name for a restaurant moniker? The mind boggles...) but it turns out they make a mean orange beef, yum...so I guess none of it matters. Also spoke with Boston Amy (coincidentally) over IM, she's loving flight attendant training, managed to get a suite all to herself, maybe I can scam an invite...
Actually chatted with Loh for a while, first time I've spoken to him this year, he started off a bit snippy, but warmed up a bit...I need to work on not doing the knee-jerk rage thing when he pulls the underappreciated downtrodden baby brother bit he's so good at. I guess overall we had a decent conversation though, stayed pertty civil the whole time, I asked him for some things, he asked me for some things, who knows, maybe we'll eventually get past all this silliness and be proper brothers again.
Really should try and make a couple calls and accomplish a few things this week, let's see how that goes...
Developments as they occur...
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