Party down in Schnauzerland

[vanillafluffy]

My friends are getting old--what does that say about me? Last night, my friend S. held her annual birthday party/canasta game, and it was downright tame. No one got drunk or stoned, and I was home before midnight. (We only played one hand. Pussies.)

The schnauzer census was S.'s usual three, four puppies (three girls and a boy), and her friend K.'s schnauz, who is a full brother to one of S.'s. My ears are still ringing from the combination of eight schnauzers and a new loud, very obnoxious doorbell.

The six of us killed three pizzas, and made a pretty good dent in the best ice cream cake I've ever had. I'm usually not a fan of them, but this one used decent ice cream and had an Oreo-crumb layer between the vanilla on top and chocolate on the bottom. Mmm!

Lots of chat around the table as we played: One of T.'s brothers was stranded offshore on a boat and called him repeatedly. T. doesn't have a boat, so there wasn't a helluva lot he could do, but bro finally got a tow from someone. (I was surprised to learn that the Coast Guard charges quite a lot of money to tow boaters to safety. Here I always thought that was a public service funded by our tax dollars, not a sea-going AAA service. Hmph. Disillusioning!) There was also discussion about Jen's job, Mel Gibson's follies, and the fact that S. has recently developed a fondness for Eddie Izzard. It's so unusual for the two of us to be in the same book, much less the same chapter--I'm already planning to inflict Circus on her. Heh heh heh...

sbjb and I mystified the others with netspeak--I really wish I'd had a camera to get a picture of the Looks we got while trying to explain things like tentacle sex and assbabies. S. was a bit skeptical about my involvement at first--"YOU have a blog?" she asked in tones suggesting that I can't possibly have the wits to find my way onto the internet, or the ability to express myself if I did. Surprise! I'm actually a fairly articulate human being---when I can get a word in edgewise.

Confronting the Dancing Bear got recced on house_news--way cool!

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[socialhermit.livejournal.com]

"YOU have a blog?" she asked in tones suggesting that I can't possibly have the wits to find my way onto the internet, or the ability to express myself if I did.

Heh! If she only knew... ;-)

[vanillafluffy.livejournal.com]

Well, I told her that if she googles "vanillafluffy" she'll find me, so we'll see....