12.16.2005

Day Tripper



Well, I'm finally back from the U.K. If I were to pick one word to describe the trip, I would pick hwæþwugu, which in Old English is the accusative singular form of the word "something." Don't worry, that headache you're experiencing right now is an attempt of your brain to make sense of that last sentence and why it exists. Reading this blog is actually a bit like religion or sex with me ... it doesn't make much sense, so you shouldn't try to understand it. Just go with it ... mindlessly.

Anyway, both England and Scotland were awesome, as per usual. Visiting there this time really made me realize that I'm ready to move back. I'm looking into some things right now and will hopefully head back over sooner than I thought. I can't wait, as I think it's been far too long coming. I honestly feel that there's nothing left for me here right now. Sometimes I wonder if coming back in the first place was such a good idea. But let's move on ...

The first few days were spent in London, where K8O and I met up with friends for excessive eating and drinking - you know, the usual fare, which is always a blast. We then went to Birmingham (pronounced Buhmingum by the enchantingly condescending Brits) so that Keight-E could visit The Dad. The Dad and The Boy had, heretofor, not met, so this was a big deal. Of course, the requisite challenge and subsequent joust between Father and Boyfriend took place. As per usual with this kind of thing, we joined forces in the end and fought off the attacking Dragon and legions of undead together; in so doing, we touchingly realized that we both loved the Princess fair and had a hearty laugh at our own impetuousness.

After all of that stuff that I just made up, we toured the old area in Birmingham where K-Deez grew up and matured into the fine woman she is. A special visit was paid to her equivalents of our Kindergarten and High School, which was all girl by the way. Surprisingly, naked pillow fights did not abound. She did, however, keep insisting on beating up smaller students and doing blow behind the bleachers. Yes, it was an enlightening trip down memory lane, to be sure.

After getting back to London that night, we made ready for the trip up to Scotland, where we continued to partake in earthly sin with friends. We ate so well on this trip, by the by. We were made an amazing Indian dinner by Katy's friend Torrel one night, a Shephard's Pie by Rhona (featuring Geoff), a Haggis dinner by the Katastropheand a proper Sunday lunch by Katy's Aunt Meg and Uncle Allen another night, which consisted of the following courses:

  1. Giant Shrimp and Spiced Bread w/ white wine
  2. A potoato and Leak Soup and bread w/ white wine
  3. All day-roasted pork, brussel sprouts (of which I am a fan now, shockingly), roasted potatoes ... and a couple of other delicious bits that I can't remember just now ... w/red wine
  4. Four different kinds of gourmet cheese w/ red wine
  5. A classic Trifle, which was just ... peerless
  6. Coffee, Tea and Chocolate

So yeah, that was pretty amazing ... possibly even more so than the allegedly Amazing Spider-Man. We followed that visit up with a trip to a place called Galashiels to visit Katy's Granny Fischer (yeah, it was a family-oriented trip). "Gala" is a small, but bustling village in the Scottish Borders and is a beautiful 1 and a half-hour bus ride from Edinburgh. Katy's grandmother is, like her mother, quite the character, and it was a more than entertaining visit.

Then it was back to the E-Burgh to walk the streets and continue the hanging-out, which included transcending my normal state and enjoying British television, particularly a show that has gained popularity since my being there called Peep Show. After watching it, I simultaneously wanted to laugh out loud and weep for the loss of my soul ... kind of like how Mikey felt when experiencing tentacle porn. But I digress, if you can download Peep Show, I highly suggest doing so. On a similar and very telling note, I also suggest tentacle porn.

ANYWAY, so now we're back with Mary (Katy's Mum) in tow, and are ready to celebrate any forthcoming holiday with vigor! Before I head back to work, however, I should like to address a couple of things that have recently come to my attention:

  1. New Year's Steve - We at The Ministry of Awesome are considering having a party inside F.R.A.N.K. to celebrate the end of 2005 and its travesties (no, that does not say transvestites, you must have read it wrong) with the beginning of 2006, and its KILLER ROBOTS!!
  2. The Empire's State Building? - As pointed out by Stupidhumanscum, the ol' Empire has been lagging of late in regard to Comments. I've noticed a wanning support for the blog in recent months as well. Katy says it's because I'm arrogant and that said arrogance comes through caustically in my writing, causing many would-be readers to turn elsewhere. But fuck that, I kick ass and everyone knows it!! You're all just jealous! However, I am getting lazy, so I'm thinking about opening this bitch up and having some contributers to the blog. If anyone's interested in joining the $tevil Empire, let me know.

Anyway, that's it for now. More mundane bullshit to follow. Stay Tuned!!

Love,

$-0

4 Comments:

Blogger DPiddy said...

Nothing is more amazing than Spider-Man!

9:08 AM  
Blogger ekrobi said...

Hey Steve-O, I read your blog and know that you kick ass, even though you lamed out and didn't come to my birthday party.

7:48 AM  
Blogger Nicotrol said...

hehe, "partake in earthly sin" is that like rubbing yourself with dirt in a seductive way? and if not, can it be? the "with friends" part is just distrubing. I'm sure it fit in perfectly with the Peep Show porn you spoke up. Steve, you twisted individual you! well it sounds like you had a right good time in this imaginary place you refer to as the "U.K." Keep it real (but not too real if you get what I mean...) Nicotrol out.

9:23 AM  
Blogger $teve-0 said...

dpiddy - Nothing's more amazing than Spider-Man? You can't honestly sit there and tell me that he is more amazing than, say, a thermos. It keeps what's hot, hot and what's cold, cold. Whew, everytime I think about it, it blows my mind.

ekrobi - I'm sorry about that, E. Legal (which should totally be your porn name), I really am. Did you get my birthday present (i.e. - a picture of me doing naked squat thrusts over a mirror)? Don't worry, they're tasteful.

nicotrol - You are the rock on which I shall build my church. And also, can you not call me by my real name? I'm trying to keep a certain level of anonymity. In closing, may I remind you that we've got to get our collective ass together about our plans for Euro-domination. Go now, and tell Iraq of my coming ... yes, THAT kind of coming. eeew.

5:28 AM  

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