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I’ve Had Enough of This

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I’m going Galt. Tammy and Brian are coming up for the weekend, and they are bringing superpup Samantha with them. There will be bbq, and tomorrow we are heading to PennMac and Wholey’s on the strip before watching the soccer game. I need to frantically defur the house and hide all my porn get ready, so you all are on your own.

Also, my parents are coming home from the beach tomorrow and bringing a couple dozen steamed crabs packed in ice. I’m drooling.

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  7. 7.

    Comrade Mary

    If there’s BBQ, Brian is obliged to make it, given that you cooked for Tammy but she married him, right?

  9. 9.

    beltane

    Finally made myself read that Goldberg column and came away thinking that the fine journalists of the Washington Post were potty trained by learning to wipe their asses on the flag and constitution of this country. These are people who were raised without any sense of shame whatsoever. If any of them had any sense of decency, they would immolate themselves along with Matt Drudge and a few hundred other of their peers. It is so hard not to hate these people.

  11. 11.

    Keith

    Mmm! Wholey’s – the best Fish Sandwiches are found in the ‘Burg.

    Wholey’s and Benkovitz a beautiful competition on the Strip.

  14. 14.

    The Bobs

    I don’t know what PennMac is, but it looks like the mighty John Cole has broken them.

  17. 17.

    CynDee

    @jeffreyw: Seems like Tobeh’s middle name is Galt. Would sure like to pet this kitty; guess there would be the risk of further boring him.

    Now what’s for dinner, Jeffrey? Are the leftovers done for? They looked real good.

    @John Cole: We can haz lots and lots of pics after / in the middle of such a weekend?? The last batch was stupendous, but OUR HABIT GROWZ! Weez needy!

  19. 19.

    jeffreyw

    @Chat Noir: He’s just a big baby, with teeth. And claws. He likes a good belly rub and a chin chucking. He just won’t go out of his way for it.

  20. 20.

    BruceFromOhio

    Whoa, tripping down the memory lanes: monkfish from Wholey’s after working Friday night into Saturday morning, poking around the Strip for awhile before heading back across the Mon and riding the Duquesne Incline up ‘the mont,’ pan frying the fish to serve with some day-old bread from the bakery and consuming a 4-liter bottle of white Gallo with the roomies playing guitar on a smoking hot Saturday night.

    We were poor art students, but we thought we lived like kings.

    Enjoy yourself, Mr Cole.

  22. 22.

    MikeJ

    @The Bobs:

    I don’t know what PennMac is, but it looks like the mighty John Cole has broken them.

    I can only guess they make the macaroni and cheese they serve in prison.

  23. 23.

    CynDee

    @jeffreyw: I’m making a double blackberry cobbler and lemonade for the weekend, glazing part of a window, and mowing some lawn. (I do the trim work with my non-self-propelling power mower. The Mr. does the big mowing. I call my little red mower my “personal fitness machine.” It’s all level ground, but nearly an acre of trimwork gives a good workout.

    @General Stuck: I went to your website for another look at my goddoggie. What a handsome fellow. Love that winsome look. Charlie Stuck with the Winsome Look.

  24. 24.

    Kevin

    Having labored through Atlas Shrugged 1 1/2 times (the first time at the badgering on an ex-roomie I THOUGHT was sane; the second partial re-reading just to confirm that it was the biggest piece of excrement ever inflicted on humanity), your “version” of going Galt sounds pretty pleasant and refreshing. I just wish all the fruitbats who take that shit seriously would REALLY go Galt; retreat somewhere they’d never be found/heard from again (a habitat like the computer game Bioshock only next to the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico); and let the SANE world deal with our problems.
    Hope you have a lovely time, Mr. Cole, and hugs and scratches to your furry family.

  25. 25.

    Rosalita

    me too, once the day is over…boyfriend and the weekend for me.

    i’m drooling over those crabs too. enjoy!!

  26. 26.

    Redshirt

    I’m fairly certain Ayn Rand destroyed my original family – Dad read them, decided he could do whatever he wanted, left family.

    I read them to find out what he discovered, and I realized all Rand does for people is give them a philosophically justification to be selfish assholes. Bravo!

    So, really: John Galt? Fuck ’em.

  27. 27.

    Mary G

    @CynDee: Yes, pictures, lots of pictures please. Have fun.

    If I had any money, I’d mail-order something from Wholey’s. I am craving shrimp. Everything they offer looks great.

    Also, too, be careful; I think you mangled your shoulder shortly after going Galt.

  28. 28.

    Josie

    Hopefully there will be a photopalooza of all family members, both two-legged and four legged, to celebrate the weekend fun. Don’t forget the new puppeh, Boghan. Have a good one.

  32. 32.

    jeffreyw

    @CynDee: OK, y’all shamed me into making mac n cheese to go with the ribs. Mowing for me sometime Monday unless rain cancels.

  33. 33.

    tams

    don’t fret juicer’s – there will be pictures of our adventures, our meals, and i’m sure pictures and videos of the doggy mayhem that is bound to go on…
    p.s. brian is john galt

  36. 36.

    Hugin & Munin

    Brian@35: Yeah, he should really set up a dummy account instead of using yours.

  37. 37.

    fucen tarmal

    there is an entire generation that never had to turn pages of a glossy magazine with one hand….

    or have the thrill and wonder of the middle magazine in a gas station three pack…

  38. 38.

    Poopyman

    I hope you have a great weekend and I’m envious of your crabs.

    Now there’s a line you don’t hear very often ….

  39. 39.

    kdaug

    I’m going to the annual IGDA summer picnic tomorrow – all you can eat barbecue from the Salt Lick (Austin fave) and Amy’s Ice Cream.

    Looking forward to getting blistered in the sun at Garriott’s lakeside mini-town.

  42. 42.

    licensed to kill time

    @Poopyman:

    Heh. I wrote a long comment about the other kind of crabs and me once upon a time but the server went down and ate the whole thing and now I have reconsidered sharing TMI so you should all be very thankful. TYWP!

  43. 43.

    QuaintIrene

    bringing a couple dozen steamed crabs packed in ice. I’m drooling.

    Damn, can I come? I spent half my childhood crabbing for blue claws down at the Jersey shore. I liked using a drop line baited with either a bunker (fish head) or a chicken neck, rather than a crab trap. It felt more sporting that way.
    It was always a slight let-down, after they were cooked, to find how little meat you actually can get from a hard shell crab. (Dead-man’s fingers. Ick.)
    But what ever was left was thrown out into the bay, to the sea gull’s delight.
    (And any bits that sank to the bottom, for the crab’s delight. They are quite the cannibals.)

  45. 45.

    Comrade Mary

    ARRRGH and YAAAAY!! Just finished something that I had hoped would be done hours ago, but now I can go get some beer, get back home, do something with the Aegean Stables after a loooong week, have a damn shower, and get ready to go Galt with someone tall and cute.

  46. 46.

    Yutsano

    I need to frantically defur the house and hide all my porn get ready

    In the gay community, we have a term for this (thanks to a lesbyterian comedian whose name is escaping me at the moment): straightening up. Just sayin’.

  47. 47.

    Corner Stone

    @kdaug:

    all you can eat barbecue from the Salt Lick (Austin fave)

    {insert Homer and doughnut noises}
    Aaaallghghughhghallllll

  48. 48.

    Corner Stone

    @Comrade Mary:

    and get ready to go Galt with someone tall and cute.

    Well, I was planning on going to the pool tomorrow but I guess that can wait.

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