Hair of the Blog That Bit You
Today is the day after Octoberfest. Which means yesterday was the last big hurrah for Octoberfest. Which ultimately means my busride home from work was filled with half-drunk and mostly-drunk revellers wearing hats with ridiculously long feathers in them, who had absolutely no idea where they were going (but they knew wherever it was located served beer!) but were very friendly and very loud.
But wait...there's more! It hasn't been the first time I've encountered a large band of drunk Octoberfesters on the bus. But this is the first time they brought a wandering minstrel along for the ride. Yep. There was a university student tagging along, complete with an acoustic guitar and an arsenal of very strange and obviously home-brewed songs that had a lot of repeating lines. (The most interesting song involved sneakers of some sort.) Which was probably a good thing, considering most of the Octoberfesters singing along looked like they'd have trouble carrying on a conversation for more than five minutes before devolving into whooping cheers and more beer orders.
In a sad, sad, sad indication I'm growing up faster than I'd like, while I was vastly amused by their antics, I was somewhat disgruntled by the knowledge that there was a good chance they'd make me miss my connecting bus, and I'd get home from work later than I'd prefer. If not for just wanting to call it a day after a long shift, I'd have been right up there with them, having way too much fun. Oh work, you just enjoy sucking the love out of my days, don't you?
Don't worry, this won't devolve into another Emo-blog. Or an Elmo-blog for that matter...which, upon reflection, is probably worse, since you can ignore the quiet sniffly Emo-blog, but an Elmo-blog is right up in your face with its loud squeaky voice.
In other news, "Vampire Girl vs. Frankenstein Girl" comes out this week. Mel's forbidden me to buy it simply by virtue of the title alone. And it definitely didn't help my cause when I read her the synopsis in an attempt to win her over. (I guess she still hasn't entirely recovered from the silly-assed schlock that was "High School Girls Swim Team vs. The Undead.")
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posted by Phillip at 7:00 AM
