Triangulated

Three cities in thirty one hours. I call it the triangle. You wake up in Chicago, hit up Milwaukee, then pass through Madison. Quality time was spent with different quality people. It makes the weekend go by fast though. I still feel like I just left work last night. Well, I guess that can only mean I had a good time this weekend.

- How can you tell if a Chinese takeout place sucks? I think I discovered the correlation. The more snow peas they stuff into every dish, the worse the food. Peas are not the solution. I had shrimp in lobster sauce and they crammed a shit-load of peas into the dish. I'm not sure what deficiency they're trying to cover with this act...but it doesn't help the quality of the food at all. I'm not saying this because I hate peas...well, maybe I am.

- Watching my mom handle a banquet is a strange sight. She takes charge of the waitstaff, cuts cake for the guests, and still maintains a friendly face for all the guests. I rarely every see this side of her...but I'm glad she wasn't like this around the house.

- This may have been the most exciting NFL playoff weekend ever. Almost every game went into the fourth quarter with the outcome in doubt. Anything can happen in these games. Although the state of Wisconsin weeps tonight, they should be proud that their team played the role of America's Team for a few weeks.

- Ian's Pizza in Madison makes the best buffalo chicken pizza I have ever had. Well, it's the only place I've ever had pizza of that variety, but it's still damn good. Perhaps it was my state of mind at the time, but I dashed way too much red pepper on to the already spicy pizza. I might have ruined the experience with spice...but it was still good.

- I haven't been to a basement show in almost two years. Everybody crams into the house, pours themselves a beer, and stands among friends while watching the music. When it was our turn to be the show, we didn't disappoint. It seems that most of the crowd didn't know what to think. They either sported the "is this for real?" or the "I'm not sure if I should like this" look. Quality or no-quality, it was a damn good performance .

- I wonder if John Stamos will finally shake off the typecast as Uncle Jessie. I bet life will be better for him when people call him the "the 10-10-987 guy."

- We had a slumber party last night. Well, everybody just passed out in the living room of Jason's apartment. Getting a good night's sleep in is tough when your hangover headache is too big to fall back asleep with. After some water and a good breakfast at ye olde Comeback Inn, I was fine...but still, the hangover must have meant I had a damn good time on Saturday.

- Note to self: You need to get groceries tomorrow (rain or snow).

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