Thursday, November 18, 2004


Uno, dos, tres, catorce. . .I love this song. I, like many others, feared that Bono lacked bilingual counting skills when I heard one, two, three, fourteen, but I quickly learned that the producer of their latest album, their fourteenth, also produced their first, second, and third. Thanks Bono!

Ok, I'm sick, so I don't have much to write this week. My sickness has lead me to watch mass amounts of The OC on DVD, but that's not exactly worth writing about. Wendy and I went out last Thursday and decided to do a little bar hopping to see where the latest Thursday "hot spot" is. We started at Heroes, and it was fairly lackluster. We saw some fabulous 80's fashion, but other than that not too much. Next we decided to check out Jamison's, as they had been advertising a Thursday night DJ, but the only entertainment we found there was the game machine. Though we quickly became skilled in "Word Dojo," the bar was sparsely attended. Finally, we decided we might as well head to Samy's, which was quite crowded and much more entertaining. We found out that men can (and do) work at Charlotte Russe, overheard that the Missy Elliot "Party People" song is a surefire bet to get white girls on the dance floor, and learned that people of all ages, shapes, races, hats, and sizes like to dance to the "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy" song. I have to agree. I normally don't like country, but that song is just wonderful. Went up to Ann Arbor with my sister and one of her friends this weekend for the Northwestern Vs. Michigan football game. Northwestern lost but I had low expectations, so it was all good. I hadn't been to Ann Arbor in a really long time and it was a lot of fun. I think that town might win the award for most Ugg boots per block--even LAVENDER boots were spotted. I also encountered an otherwise classy gift shop that featured Backstreet Boys Russian nesting dolls (Kevin Richardson was the biggest) and displays of wine bottle holders in which bottles of Boone's Farm were used as the placeholders. Speaking of classy, our hotel room originally came sans shower curtain. We saw the new Bridget Jones movie on Saturday night and it was not too impressive. Funny, but overall not that great. I was mostly focused on how unhealthy it must be for Renee Zellweger to be to gain and lose weight so often. I'd give it 2-2 1/2 stars, and I greatly preferred the Arrested Development (the Jason Bateman show, not the band that sang "Tennessee") DVD's I watched on the way home. I think that's all the news I have for now.

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