a) I was able to spend majority of my time away with my man (serious kudos to my nervous cigarette habit that kicked back into high gear during the four-plus-hour road trip)
b) I had, like, twelve different kinds of something pumpkin-related for Thanksgiving
c) we spent a fun day after T-giving sleeping in late (well, I did), eating awesome burgers at Arthurs in Hyde Park, watching the Bob Dylan “I’m Not There” movie at Esquire Theater in Cincinnati’s cute little Gaslight District, then eating a yummy mexican dinner at Jalapenos. And all the ladies love my boots. We proceeded to party accordingly in the Oakley area at night and finished off with greasy stuff at Steak n’ Shake.
d) Skyline for an in-between late breakfast and lunch (dare I call it BRUNCH?). Nothing gets more awesome than beans for breakfast (even when you wake up past noon)
e) parents and family love me (HUGE!). I embarrassed myself (again) during the family gathering for Catch Phrase. Well, at least I didn’t say gangbang.
f) I didn’t miss for one second the large draw of drunk people that crowd into the bars the night before Thanksgiving; I rather enjoyed the blues-y dive bar in Newport, KY and empty martini/restaurant spot in downtown Cincinnati. Freezing rain and waiting for cabs for 45 minutes? Could have done without.
f) we (almost) have our New Year’s Eve plans set!!
g) so tired… SO TIRED of holiday car commercials. Who really gets a fucking car for Christmas? Greedy bastards. Oh, and “Duh.”
h) How could I forget the church sign whose letters were switched around to read “Breakfast with Satan” — there is no word beyond “awesome” to aptly apply here.
Now, I just have to make it through the coming of Jesus and I should be good.
*UPDATE: I have a new winner in best google searches ever: euclid corridor project piece of shit
Just wait. They finally opened up sections of that “piece of shit.” Driving in downtown Cleveland officially becomes more a pain-in-the-ass. An orange barrel less or so, but justly a pain-in-the-ass.
