Apologies for not updating sooner. I took photos in anticipation of blog posts over the weekend, but didn't get around to actually writing anything up. Friday night Liz and Jason came over and we played Pictionary with a white board and this random word generator.
At one point Erin tried to get me to guess "obstetrics". Why? Because it would undoubtedly lead me to the real word, "obstruction". With only 60 seconds on the timer, this was clearly the only strategy worth pursuing.
It was all good fun until we got in an argument about whether the artist needed to convey the actual conjugation or plurality of the word. For instance, to everyone else, "choosing", "chooses", and "chose" do not count as a correct guess for each other. I thought it was nitpicking and useless, because the only way to effectively distinguish is to come up with cheap "codes" for past tense, gerund, etc. that don't add any fun to the game. But apparently that was just me. At least we could all agree on Corona with lime.
Saturday morning we awoke bright and early due to the fact that my sleep schedule is now completely aligned with Erin's. We took Clapton to the dog park to get some of that giant puppy energy out of him before he destroys us.
Only a dog as big and doofus-y as Clapton would walk around with a stick this big in his mouth.
He had a great goofy time with a bunch of dogs sort of close to his size. Watching him play with such raucous energy is highly entertaining. Freezing your ass off has never been so rewarding a feeling.
Wow, I sound like a parent.
The rest of saturday we spent in the apartment just enjoying some time off. This was the first real time I'd had to myself where I wasn't curiously exhausted since I'd been back. Erin took a nap on the couch while surfing the net. I found this debate between celebrity athiest Christopher Hutchins and some young rabbi (whose name I would bother to remember if he had half a compelling argument at all during the debate) over the existence of God. You all know whose side I'm on (and if you don't, guess), so it was an enjoyable one-sided battle with the intellectual heavyweight triumphing in the way that the Patriots should have last weekend.
Sunday morning we took Clapton to Petsmart for a long-overdue bath and trim. After he was done, I braved the great Michigan outdoors to get to Jason's apartment, where we worked on our February Album Writing Month submission.
Jason did sound engineering as we recorded guitars for one of my new songs, and re-recorded the vocals for a song I'd already had almost finished. We should have some tangible (relative to your ability to touch electrons) MP3s up within a week. Aah, he's such a badass on the guitar!
Today was back to work. You know the drill. Luckily my office is spattered with bric-a-brac to elevate my mood.
1 comment:
Jared forgot to mention that earlier in the game he was "not going to start guessing all the synonyms" for a word. What's a girl to do?
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