Including this rodeo photo we received from our good friends Mark and Julius…
…this burglar cupid print we bought in Berlin…
…and this Mucca Pazza print created by Dwellephant.
Seriously running out of wall space,
Back when I was living in Columbus, Ohio my friends and I started a quote wall. Whenever a bit of brilliance (or otherwise) poured out of someone’s mouth, somebody would yell “Quote!” thus nominating it for Quote Board status. The quote then had to be seconded by someone (it almost always was), and then it would be written down to be forever immortalized on the Quote Board.
This is the modern day equivalent of that classic piece of my past.
QUOTE BOARD:
“Oh! Did you hear the good thing about racism?”
- Erik, 3/1/15
It wasn’t that good,
…there was the House of Hungarian Wines in Budapest.
One year later, it was followed by a night at the Cool Kids Bar in Brussels.
And this year, we hit up the North Shield Pub in Istanbul, where everyone was feeling friendly on their first drink.
By drink number two, Emily was already looking forward to drink number three, Rebecca was politely trying to discourage her from doing so (in an attempt to avoid the debauchery of last year’s events at the Cool Kids Bar), Harry was amusing himself by being sexually suggestive with items from our basket of fried foods, and KB was completely over the whole affair.
Trouble in Coupleville started at drink number three, with Rebecca shooting Harry the stink-eye (also known as the “I think you’ve had enough” face), and Emily making fun of KB’s inability to keep up. Yes, Emily and KB are a couple when they travel together. Hot!
And then came the violence of drink number four. Or at least the violence of Harry, Rebecca, and Emily, while KB tried to flag down our waiter for the check.
Drink number five caused drowsiness… which, apparently, didn’t stop Emily from being able to hold up her beer. KB benefited by enjoying the entire second basket of fried foods all by herself.
When all was said and done though, the love kicked back in with our sixth and final drink of the night. So much, in fact, that Harry felt comfortable placing his hand on his wife’s chest for the photo, thus proving that Rebecca was also drunk enough to be okay with it.
And then Emily and KB made out… but we’ll save those photos for another time.
Can’t wait for next year’s rounds,
Back when I was living in Columbus, Ohio my friends and I started a quote wall. Whenever a bit of brilliance (or otherwise) poured out of someone’s mouth, somebody would yell “Quote!” thus nominating it for Quote Board status. The quote then had to be seconded by someone (it almost always was), and then it would be written down to be forever immortalized on the Quote Board.
This is the modern day equivalent of that classic piece of my past.
QUOTE BOARD:
KB: “I had a horrible dream last night.”
Justin: “About what?”
KB: “I dreamt I was watching Fifty Shades of Grey.”
- KB, 2/26/15
She wasn’t even trying to be funny,
Those are tame compared to what’s probably out there somewhere.
Never gonna be able to run for political office,
…encouraged people to bring themed foods to pass.
KB and I brought Drumsticks (for Whiplash), Martin Luther King, Junior Mints (for Selma), and chicken tenders (because they’re a Bird, Man).
But the winner of the evening was Beth, who handmade these Mendl’s boxes (for The Grand Budapest Hotel) and then baked cupcakes to place inside.
That’s commitment,
