This weekend, I was sitting in my brother’s household, watching a movie, when to my surprise, three people from Omaha burst in through the door and accosted me with their presence. I was so taken off guard that I didn’t even know what to do, I think I just sat there and covered my eyes for about three minutes until I was ready to deal with the situation; I was unsteady on my feet for at least thirty minutes afterward. It was apparently a coordinated effort by all those around me to keep me in the dark, and boy did they. That is easily the most bewildered I have ever been.
So we had a great time, went out with the brother and sister-in-law/his wife, went out with the parents, hung out with my CO friends. That is to say, I had a great time, I think they did too but I can’t say for sure. Great people, though, all of them, I can’t say enough nice things right now but gosh I feel special… and important. So, thanks guys. You rock.
May 30th, 2006 at 6:40 am
haHA, un-ex-pected! and who says being oblivious to the world around you is a bad thing.
on the car thing still, I like where the names are going, but I was working more on the ‘title’ aspect. Like, for instance, Tom, “the Communist Overture” or Howard, “the Fandango of Fury”, Reese, “the Scarlett Streak”, you get the picture.
“the Traveling Prologue” is poetic, some of these play off of the color red, and some the name Prelude.
“the Atrium of Motion” in reference to its sunroofed glory.
“My Ruby Slipper” has something kinda gay going for it.
“the Horseless Wonder” states something fairly obvious.
“Eric’s Pulchritudinous Pimpmobile” will stroke your ego and is a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Feel free to work on your own here. Also if you like the title idea, it doesn’t necessarily need a name. My first car was simply “the tank”, while my current is Mickey, with no title whatsoever. my favorites currently are the communist and the atrium, but hey, you might hate this whole idea so whatever works.
May 30th, 2006 at 2:26 pm
i like where dwight is headed there! me thinks you’ll end up with something you both (the car and you) really like. . . . was mac daddy kriss, or was he the daddy mac? anyway, that’s not good for your ears in long doses. p.s. i’m glad all of our ‘sneaky-sneaky’ paid off. : )
May 31st, 2006 at 2:17 am
Todd the Mirthful Cavalcade
May 31st, 2006 at 9:34 am
Well he can’t really be a cavalcade all by himself, now can he? What if it was “Todd the Partial Cavalcade”?
May 31st, 2006 at 11:56 pm
Why can’t you just say nice things to me? Why can’t you just hold me and whisper soft words in my ear? Well, your car has a certified number of “horses” as the kids call them, does it not? Therefore, a Cavalcade.
June 1st, 2006 at 4:07 pm
I will allow you to speak for me. I had a blast. Thank you and your family for a wonderful weekend. My vote is on the Communist Overture.
June 5th, 2006 at 7:51 pm
I could have sworn that I made some comments on your posts. Maybe I was hallucinating.