Return to the Red Planet! So on Thu I went back to Mars. (For the first journey, look here) Of course it was all I remembered, and a bag of fries. Apparently the gravity on Mars is low enough that I can drink 5 pints without the usual arm cramp. Kat's pal Mike was with us, and in the spirit of a big 'ol blog circle jerk, I'm going to link to his entry about it that links to here. I think the real highlight of that night was the sign behind our booth that said 'Do not block the lighing effects with personal items"

Now presumably, that was to keep your coat from catching on fire and killing everyone in a cascade of melty styrofoam like some kind of epcot center pompeii. But the wording of the thing just kept cracking me up. Like 'lighting effects'. What's wrong with 'lights'. I know some of them are red and sparkly and shit, but that doesn't make you the goddam Picasso of lights. The only effect most of the lights there have is to, you know, cast light. Hardly special. And then 'personal items'. Apparently, if I'm not personally attached to the item, it's really irrelevant whether or not it blocks your precious effect, or burns us all to death. I was half tempted to stuff a bunch of napkins into one and point out that you can hardly get more impersonal than a bar napkin. The fact that the alchohol soaked into the napkins would probably catch alight and mix with the burning styrofoam to make homemade napalm is the only thing that held me back.

Okay, so that was Thu. On Fri I met Sheri at the Grassroots for some happy hour action. The Grassroots is almost as cheap as Mars and so much cooler I can't even begin to explain. Let's just say that there's no styrofoam at the grassroots. Except maybe in the popcorn. From there we went to this cool little Burmese restaraunt on 7th that was tasty and unbelievably cheap. From there straight to Daddy's and more likkering up.

So by Sat morning I was hungover and beat up and tired. Which was great because we had volunteered to drive Sat night for Right Rides. Let me say that I totally support Right Rides and I really feel good about driving for them because Oriah and Consuelo who started it hardly ever get a Saturday off. Plus I'm kind of a lazy bastard and the whole 'let's give something back' mentality is at least a novelty for me. But oog, going into it hongover was bad news. Luckily, by the time we actually had to drive I was fairly rested and recovered. We were pretty busy, but the people were really nice and with the exception of a couple weird calls that didn't pan out, pretty normal. This is the second time we've done it and both times it feels weird to stay up until 5 in the morning without drinking. Really, when's the last time you did that? I think I was 19.

Also, yesterday we taped Live Girls played on Nickelodeon so I'll post a video of it this week. Or maybe I'll just link to it on their site. Whatever.

Anyway, I'm still getting drink posts below, which is great because I think we're going to have a 'bring your invented drinks' party soon. Details as the haze begins to clear.  ¶ 1:31 PM