Well that's a fine howdoyoudo!

What's good for the Bonobo's is good for the Bobo's? I think that kind of greeting would cause extinction for me if you greeted the wrong person. Then again you sure would have foreknowledge of results of foreplay. Food for thought.

Saturday night was broomball party for team 1 at friend's house. Was also my monthly poker party. I had plans to do both until I started watching this movie on TV which I thought fit right into my schedule but turned out to be FOUR HOURS LONG. Making the point at which I arrived at one party the time I had planned to leave for party #2. So I ended up missing poker. It's hell being social. At least poker is again next month, broomball party is annual.

Last broomball game was yesterday. Well it's going to be warm and rainy most of this week so that means no ice. I guess there could be some mudball but it just doesn't sound as fun, especially since I'm bad at keeping up with laundry in the first place. OTL with 2 of my teammates at one of my favorite places (Tea House in Plymouth) then home again. And of course during the drive was a Violent Femmes song which had all three of us singing along.

Sunday nite Str8 friends defected to a place called Eli's. Twas spendy and yet delish! I did hug my prego friend but I hadn't yet learned about the Bonobo greeting. I kinda think it would have creeped us all out just a little bit. Then to biked the rest of the way to work in the misty mountain hops. Ok, no hops. Just mist. Seriously now, gimme a freakin break here!