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2 Bottles of Beer and 1/2 Pint of Guinness

This is what I drank at tonight’s Trivia Night at the Old Toad.  We had a fantastic waitress who was not British but was extremely pleasant nonetheless.  Trivia Night was hilarious because the guy asking questions had a ridiculous accent that even the other British employees couldn’t understand.  Let me recap:  “Did you say doh or dah?” That’s not very descriptive. Here is a voice recording of my terrible attempt to imitate these two accents:

They are saying door, right?

It was a great night.  We couldn’t convince Jenab to come out with us.  What a pooper.  Tonight I learned how much I love malt vinegar on my french fries (chips).

I've always been a little bit of a lightweight.


Double Date!

Tonight is worthy of the adjective “amazing”.  Daniel and I went out to The Old Toad with Jenab and Ryan.  A double date, if you will.  We each had a couple of drinks and reminisced about Jenab’s and Ryan’s freshman year and we even discussed Daniel’s freshman year.  We also talked about my 21st birthday, which is unforgettable, as long as you can remember it.  Ryan ran around with a box of Franzia and squirted it into people’s mouths, Daniel and Jenab shared a duet, and Shoham (Daniel’s and my RA at the time) showed off his gigantic bong at his friend’s suite next door.  Yes, that was probably one of the best parties I’ve attended.  It may only follow Elisa’s going-away party at Ant Hill Cooperative.  It’s so nice to catch up with old friends, and we rarely get to see Ryan anymore because he currently lives in Maryland.

Ryan is in town for their anniversary this weekend.  It’s always good to hang out with those two.  I think they are a great couple and I’m happy for them.  I hope we see them again before he leaves.  My goal is to make sure that when he is away Jenab won’t shut herself into her tiny apartment for days at a time.

After we walked back to our respective apartments from The Old Toad, Daniel and I tried to stop at Half Pint, but they were closed.  It seemed early, even for a Thursday.  Despite this, it has been a wonderful night and I hope we can do it again soon.

Me, Jenab, Ryan. We must get a picture that consists of Me, Daniel, Jenab, and Ryan, because I don't think one exists yet.

Bananas Foster, Beer, and Catan

My mom is in town, which is great.  She arrived this afternoon and we decided to grab some lunch at Magnolia’s.  We shared a tuna sandwich (which was so much more than a tuna sandwich) and then a dessert of bananas foster cheesecake.  It was phenomenal.  I’ve never had anything that was less than delicious at that restaurant.

After Daniel came home, we went to The Magpie for some beer.  Daniel was ecstatic, because being 21 is still novel to him.  We all had Bass, which was the special of the day.  Daniel and I have never been to The Magpie, and I think we were pleasantly surprised at the atmosphere.  Despite the lower prices, I would still take The Old Toad over The Magpie any day.  You can’t beat the atmosphere of The Old Toad.

Then we head over to Game Night at Park Avenue Comics & Games.  We convinced my mom to play one game of Settlers of Catan with me, Daniel, and Dennis.  She almost won, but Dennis beat her.  Daniel and I weren’t even close.  I think she had a good time.  Then we headed home to eat dinner.

It was a good day.  I’m glad she’s in town.  I also found out from Daniel that I would be working my first shift at the comic store this Friday, from 12pm until 6pm.  So come visit me!!


Trivia Night at The Old Toad!

I took Daniel to his first Trivia Night at The Old Toad.  We drank beer, we ate chips, we tried to understand the ridiculous British people serving us.  I am really enjoying him finally being 21 years old.

We ended up getting 6 and 1/2 questions correct, including the names of Obama’s daughter’s, the winner of the home run derby recently held in Arizona, and the age of Betty Ford when she died.  The “1/2” question was my fault.  I feel like I get a lot of those.  The question was “Which author had the most bestsellers according to the New York Times?”.  I said Dan Patterson, meaning James Patterson.  Obviously there was some disconnect in my brain.  Oh well.

We had a fantastic time.

Crazy flower.


Daniel’s 21st Birthday

Today, Daniel finally turned 21, making it officially legal for him to drink alcoholic beverages.  To celebrate, we went to The Old Toad for dinner and drinks.  Daniel always talked about going there for his first drink after he turned 21, and it was a pleasure to be able to treat him to it.

After walking back to the apartment, we watched This is Spinal Tap.  I only saw this movie for the first time last summer, and it’s one of Daniel’s favorites.  It’s definitely a hilarious classic, with so many funny moments and good quotes.

I hope he had a good birthday, I wish I could have done more to make it a fantastic one.  Monday birthdays are tough!

Happy Birthday Daniel!

Guilty Pleasure Alert

I’m having a moment.  And I know that I don’t need any help looking like a real ass when it comes to music taste.  I can’t stop watching the music video for Ke$ha’s song “Blow”.  It features James Van Der Beek who most will know as one of those whiny guys that probably cried a lot from Dawson’s Creek.  I must say that I think the video is hilarious, but I’m having a hard time dealing with the fact that the song itself has infiltrated my brain and has taken command.  It’s been stuck in my head for three days, since I heard 30 seconds of the song in Jenab’s car on the ride home from The Old Toad on Monday.

If you haven’t seen the video, here is the link.  I’m 100% sure that Vevo would never actually let me post the video on here.  But be warned:  it is a Ke$ha song…so it’s really bad.

The best part of the video is after James Van Der Beek has treated Ke$ha to a little snack of Muenster cheese.  And he says, “Muenster is like edible lactose gold.”  I don’t know why I find this so funny, and I don’t even like Muenster cheese.  Their whole exchange in the middle of video is so stupid, but it is just the kind of humor that sucks me in.  I hate myself.

But which one is the real Daniel?

May is Riesling Month!

Yesterday was the Finger Lakes Wine Tour.  We departed from the University of Rochester shortly after 10am, with 6 buses in total.  My friends and I all boarded bus #5 and were introduced to Harry.  Harry is a junior, but I think he was actually supposed to act as our chaperone.  He was a nice guy.  Then we headed to Geneva, all the while listening to the Alpha Phi girls sing Disney songs and play “roadtrip games”.  When we arrived in Geneva on Seneca Lake, I thought we had arrived in the armpit of New York State.  It was a depressing place, possibly more depressing than Binghamton…or even Unadilla.  We turned down Avenue E, where we ate lunch at Club 86.  Now, apparently this club has existed since 1946.  And apparently they had not changed a thing since then.  The place was complete with booths that appeared to be upholstered in red velvet (although I did not touch them) and tacky chandeliers everywhere.  The food was okay, but not great.

My only image of Harry.

We finally left for the first winery.  Once we got closer to the lake, Geneva started to look a little nicer, especially in the area right around Hobart and William Smith Colleges.  The first winery we visited was White Springs Winery.  There were three people that were serving wine, but only the man seemed to fully understand why we were there…and that was to get drunk.  So while I was tasting every wine they offered (and some twice), other girls just went into the winery, bought a bottle of wine, sat down on the lawn overlooking the lake, and drank until we departed for the next winery.  This was how I knew it was going to be a fun trip.

Left to right: Hannah, Katie, Me, Lisa, Jenab, Courtney at White Springs.

The second winery was Fox Run in Penn Yan.  Arguably, they had the best wine I tasted all day, but I don’t really remember how good or bad the wine at the third and final winery was.  Fox Run let us taste out of actual glasses as opposed to plastic cups.  Of course, almost as soon as they began handing out these glasses, someone dropped one.  It was inevitable.  After we finished the tasting, Katie, Hannah, Courtney and I decided to split a bottle of Drink New York Riesling.  It was good, and we finished it before we left for the last winery.

Ryan at Fox Run.

The third and final winery was called the Anthony Road Wine Company.  This time we were served wine by a kindly old lady who also completely understood exactly why we were there.  So she was great.  I ended up buying a bottle of riesling that we had not sampled, but sounded pretty good.  And it was.  I sipped it out on the lawn, overlooking the lake.  Then Harry came out and announced that we were going to head back to campus.  He made a point to remind us to pee before we left, since we would not be stopping along the way, and there were no bathrooms on this school bus.  But, since it was a bus with mostly girls and we had all been drinking copious amounts of wine, we all had to pee again within 10 minutes of our departure from the winery.

Katie at Anthony Road Wine Company.

It was a long trip home, with more singing by the Alpha Phi girls (I joined in this time) and a whole lot of whining about full bladders.  Also, most of the people that surrounded me fell dead asleep.  I tried, but I just had to pee too badly.  I would have been okay, but we got stuck in rush hour traffic on 490 just outside of Rochester.  While stopped, I saw one of the guys from a bus in front of ours jump out, run over to some bushes, and pee for upwards of two minutes.  I then saw the SA President, Scott, jump off the bus and run after him.  I assume that Scott was the junior chaperone for that bus.

We continued to move slowly and infrequently on 490.  Two boys on our bus began to approach the back of the bus, where I was sitting.  One of them asked if we could briefly switch seats.  I didn’t want to move because I had to pee so badly.  So one of them stood behind our seat and peed into a cup.  I was drunk enough at the time that this did not bother me.  But then he poured out the window above Katie’s head, and that grossed me out a little.  This was all occurring as hell was breaking loose across the bus.  People were getting frustrated about traffic and the girls were starting to literally scream because they had to pee so badly.

But Amber, our bus driver, pulled through:  she got off 490 at Bushnell’s Basin and got us out of the traffic.  My bladder was ready to explode by the time we got to campus.  I ran to the ITS bathroom, but a line had already formed.  So I ran upstairs to Gleason and it was the same.  Finally, I ran to the bathroom in Rush Rhees and it was empty.  It was the best pee I have ever had.

It was a great day.  But it was not yet over.  Around 9pm I met up again with the people from the wine tour, along with some other seniors and we went to trivia night at The Old Toad.  We were not the worst team, but we were certainly not the best either.  But it was fun, even though we were all exhausted.

Jenab and Lisa were exhausted.

I hope the rest of Senior Week is that awesome.