Before adjourning the party, we played a round of the fantastically-terrible BeanBoozle! You spin a spinner to determine which color jellybean you eat. But each "color" has 2 different flavors, a good one and and a terrible one! It could be Chocolate Pudding or it could be Dog Food! Buttered Popcorn or Rotten Egg? Peach or BARF? You get the idea. Made us all laugh (and gag) a lot.
Back at home later that evening, I took my pants off and when I laid them down I noticed my pocket-lining turned inside-out looked life a doofy gargoyle looking to the left. Do you see him?
Speaking of fringe science, I spent a better part of the rest of the evening trying to use my mind to spin this tiny paper umbrella underneath a wind shield.
I went to the dermatologist and in the waiting room they had a tv showing a promotion on loop advising me to get a GOLDEN FACIAL. That must cost extra, right?
...and to watch all the joggers go by with all their crazy, varying strides and feel like we were watching some wild, cartoonish parody of animals interacting around a watering hole in the African veldt.
Back in Whistler later that evening, Grant and I were eating dinner outside when we watched a stumbly drunk dude briefly slow down and and artfully pee his name in excellent cursive before lurching onward. Nicely done, Brett!
Busy day! Went back to the hotel for a nap.THIS, by the way, is the hilarious / terrifying entrance to my hotel: Hotel upstairs, MEATSHOP downstairs!.
Sure, you're welcome to stay here. As long as you can overcome your fear of the obvious horror-movie danger of us murdering you in your sleep and SELLING YOU AS FOOD in conveniently-located meatshop downstairs. Haven't you seen the movie, Hostel, you idiot?
They also had this insect which is the most-interesting / terrible thing I'd seen in a long time. A Peanut-head bug! From Wikipedia: "In several countries, such as Ecuador, Colombia and Venezuela, there exists the myth that if somebody is bitten by the machaca, he or she must have sex within 24 hours to prevent an otherwise incurable death. The insect is actually harmless to people."
So amazing / horrifying! (Dear non-vegetarians, I hope you remember this photo next time you tuck into a delicious crab and/or lobster! Ew! Ew! Sea bugs!)
On Saturday afternoon, Ellen invited me over for a hang at their new West Village apartment. Despite living in NYC for 16 years, I still get lost in the West Village all the time. I called Ellen for assistance on the way, "Where are you?" she asked, "I don't know how this is possible," I reluctantly replied, "but I swear I'm at the intersection of Wavery Place & Waverly Place!"
Ellen and I hung out for a while, shooting the shit and watching Youtube videos. Hans was acting a little funny. Later, I found out it was because he was waiting for me to leave so that HE COULD PROPOSE MARRIAGE!
She said yes! ;) Congrats, Ellen & Hans! (And sorry to all you other fellas everywhere!)
