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GRAVY! delaware 2006-06-19 — 10:40 p.m. |
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Great amounts of apologies for the delay between entries. For whatever reason, I have never wanted to keep this thing up to date in the summer. I suppose it's because I've historically used it as a journal of what's going on in my academic career, and summer has always been a hiatus from school. When I first graduated from college, it seemed like life came to a screeching halt as soon as summer began. I guess it didn't really stop so much as slow the hell down. Now that I'm dissertating, I really should think of school as happening year-round, because hey, it's about time I got around to researching this crap. Anyhoo, we're in Delaware for the summer so Ryan can work at his fancy job. Delaware is ... well ... about what you think of when you think of Delaware. I've met a lot of people at his law firm. I never remember anyone's names, but I have given them all convenient nicknames: That Tall Guy: is seriously 9 feet tall. I played racquetball against him. He won because he is a mutant. He seems nice enough, if not a little doofy. His girlfriend is pretty. That Wrestling Guy: This guy is an associate. I went out to lunch with him and Ryan. Usually these kinds of lunches suck because the lawyer and Ryan will just yak away about law things, but then I found out this guy liked wrestling, so we just shouted trivia questions at each other all afternoon. It went down like this: Ryan: So let's talk about this law firm stock option backdating legal statue memo, subsection B. Me: That reminds me ... who was in the Killer Bees? That Wrestling Guy: Oooh. That's a tough one. Jumpin Jim Brunzell and ... Man, I'm stumped. Me: Aha! It was B Brian Blair! Your turn! That Wrestling Guy: Okay, okay. Who defeated Ted DiBiase for the Million Dollar Belt at Summerslam 91? And so on. It was awesome. That Fancy Guy: He's some kind of boss or something. He laughs at my jokes, so I like him. That Light Up Pocket Guy: I met this guy tonight. His cell phone kept going off in his pccket, thus producing a small square of light that was clearly visible through his pants. I am a big fan of pointing and laughing, so I hope he was a big fan of being the object of mild derision. He struck me as one of those people who enjoy spouting random intellectual things to impress you, then he proved that by going on and on about number theory. Also, he tried to out-nerd me on literature, but it totally didn't work, because how the hell could it when I can quote obscure Jacobean revenge drama and all he's got is some Conrad? Pfft. Then he tried to outnerd me on Superman lore, and totally won, because all I've got is a hearty appreciation for Dean Cain's portrayal of Clark Kent, and he's like, read the comics and whatnot. That Blonde Girl: is really nice, but I can't ever remember if I've met her already or not and am consistently weirded out when she greets me by name. That Curly-Haired Girl: is seriously and genuinely interested in EVERYTHING. And will not only ask questions about stuff you do, but will listen intently and then ask follow-up questions. Which is nice if she's talking to you, but sucks when you're sitting at a table with her and ... Captain Delaware: This guy is a state representative or something like that. And boy, does he love Delaware. Good GRAVY. I sure did learn a lot about the intricacies of Delaware highway sinage tonight. Those UC People: This is a couple who went to the same college as Ryan and I. I actually remember their names: Amy and Mike (however, Amy looks like Jen from Dawson's, so I occasionally think her name is Jen). Amy is the summer associate and Mike is the husband. They graduated when I was a freshman, so I never knew them when they were at UC. I like them. Mike shares similar bitter views of our alma mater. Nothing like bonding over mutual anger. Mike and I are always excited to see each other because it means we get someone to talk to who won't start yammering about memos. They were sitting with us tonight, and were thus treated to the same glorious lecture by Captain Delaware, which lasted for most of the evening, and in fact continued long after all of the people at the other tables went home. As we walked out of the restaurant, Mike grabbed my shoulder and went "Holy Sh*t." Indeed. I like spouses. My other favorite spouse is ... Frank's Wife: No one knows her real name. I tried to convince people it was Francine, but Ryan told me to stop confusing everyone. Anyway, she's nice. I was sitting across from her at this other restaurant event (lawyers really like restaurants) on Thursday. You should have seen the crazy food they kept bringing out. There were these deep fried giant prawns with their heads still on and eyeballs all glaring at you ... uggg ... I felt like I was on Fear Factor. I ate a lot of garnish that night. Anyway, Frank's Wife talked to me a lot, whereas Frank, who was sitting right next to her, kept loudly whispering to his wife things like: "Ask her if she likes the chicken." Frank also made the waiter take the tuna sashimi back to the kitchen and return with it well-done. No, he wasn't kidding, yes, the waiter complied, and yes, Frank ate all of it. He's a rotund fellow. That Annoying Girl: is ridiculously annoying. She's the special breed of annoying you only get when you're rich, well-educated, and drunk. Mimi:Wears outfits just like Mimi from the Drew Carey show. I don't think I've ever actually talked to her, but I like her very much because of her fashion choices. Ok. That'll do it for now. I hope I'll be back soonishly. Hope you're all having lovely summers. PS: I just spent 20 minutes trying to get the bold and italics to show up right in this thing. I am seriously html-inept. |
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