Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Men and Meat

Why is it that whenever men are put in charge of a menu it almost invariably contains multiple types of meat?

I went to Agie's house last night to enjoy some football, beer and company. She said her husband had been cooking since 6 am and that I didn't need to bring anything. Knowing them as I do, I didn't really eat anything during the day. Good thing too. They (and by they I refer to the boys) had smoked a turkey and grilled steak, chicken and ribs. That doesn't include the cheese tray and the veggie tray and the cookies and the well you get the idea.

One of the people there was a guy named Bully who works with Agie's husband.  He's a big guy with a sweet demeanor and a southern drawl. He just rescued a rot/shephard mix from the pound and as part of the effort to socialize her he brought her last night. Such a sweet dog and she is completely devoted to him. Only problem? Her name is Precious. We had good fun with that one for far too long.

It was great fun, sad the Pats lost but only because I picked them in my pool.

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