a description of the amazing and exciting adventures i have here in baltimore--- and other lies.

 
it has been quite a whirlwind of activity from the last time i posted.
i should actually post more often, but, being that i donot have internet access at home, i am forced to either write these little missives at work, or find another venue for my creative output. of course, because i am interminably slow in the noggin, it did not occur to me to go to the hut if i want to avoid people in the bookbarn. well, i will remedy that in the future. enough apologetics, on to news!
on thursday, i had a day off. origionally, i was to be gallavanting with my parents, but scheduals did not work out that way. (which was all well and good anyway, because i got to work for erin's sister on friday, but more of that in a minuite) so, i just took the day. i decided to go see "my big fat greek wedding" at the charles. while listening to movie times, they let me know that jello biafra would be in town. i decided to make it a double feature, as the times worked out. so, off to normal's book store i went, to find an english grammar book and buy a jello ticket. no dice on that book, but i found a couple others and bought the ticket. i then decided to rent out movies other movies from video american (lotr, on dvd, death to smoochy, and scorpion king--- which wasn't as bad as i thought it might be. not great,but not horrific). greek wedding rocked, biafra was great, but i had to leave earlier than i wanted, because i had to get up early for the next day's adventure in catering.

or so i thought. erin and her friend alex, who drove, were running late. she said, be ready at 9am. i was. if i knew that they would have been late, i would have stayed at the "lecure" mr. biafra gave. despite the rain, the cookout (!) went as planned. they held it under one of the garages. they had a lot of people, but we still had food left over.
and, i don't know how this happens, but it always does: i was given the job of cooking. countless times have i been to cookouts; as many times have i manned the grill.
but, don't get me wrong, it is fun. so, i cooked my heart out, and stole some of the table decorations. the picnic had a western theme, so there were these horses and plastic farm animals as table settings. i took two equines, and a fist full of cows. they also had straw hats for us to wear, which i also took home. on top of this, i got paid $40 by kyoung, erin's sister! ka-ching! now, you may inquire, "well, i am happy for you greg, but why were you there?" good question. kyoung corralled (!)
her younger sisters and friends to help do this thing, as it was for such a large crowd. sheena, her husband sung, this alex guy, all the people who work for kyoung, and myself all worked hard. notice anyone missing? yah. she minded the store. inside. warm. dry. anyway, it was honest pay for honest work.

yesterday was of no account. i went to my church bookclub, went home, met kayla, talked with her a bit, and then met with martin, boucher (the vile one), viki, and philip. i am trying to convince martin and philip that they need to move to new york. boucher was at his evil best, and he started to talk about pajama pants, and that he wanted to buy some to go out and lounge in. thank god i talked him out of that crazy idea!

and speaking of crazy, no weekend would be complete if i did not have a crazy mike encounter:
me, standing, waiting for erin.
mike: with quart of milk in hand: hey man ( to me) do ya want summa this?
me: no, man. already had some with my breakfast. thanks, tho.
mike: yah, man, this is good stuff. the monkeys love it! they drink it up! it makes their dicks grow bigger, that's why they love it!

ah, mike. always some monkey.
posted by gregorio at 7:48 PM