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...And, y'know, this made a lot more sense in my head. Written it just looks kind of stupid and pseudo-intellectual. D:
Anyway, in somewhat related news (i.e., wishing I was dead), it looks like I'll probably be going to the Honors Housewarming party. Honestly, the UMKC honors kids are a bunch of tards that make the Megaten Haven folks look well-behaved. There are a few whom I like (mostly my co-workers), but most of them I can't really stand. They're all "wah wah, we're the cream of the crop," not realizing that said cream is self-selected and hence doesn't mean shit. >F
My weekend was pretty boring, all things considered. On Saturday I went down to Lawrence to go to my uncle Sam's 50th birthday party, at Vermont Street Barbecue (which oddly enough is on Massachusetts Street). It was pretty unremarkable, but I did find out that his wife Angie is much younger than I had thought. She has three kids and is pretty mature-acting and looking, so I assumed she was in her early 30s or something. It turns out, however, that she was 24 when they met and she's still not even 30 yet. O_o
Oh, but the food there was really bad. My stepdad now calls the restaurant "Vomit Street Barbecue," and he's not entirely wrong. The meat tasted like it had been doused in an overdose of Liquid Smoke, and the "baked" beans tasted like canned pork and beans with lots of onion dumped in and tossed in a microwave and heated for a minute or so. At least the potato salad was apparently good (I wouldn't know, since I don't like potato salad). I have a feeling I won't be going back there, especially with the infinitely superior barbecue restaurant Buffalo Bob's right across the street.
(It's so odd...every time I go down to Lawrence I half expect to run into![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shisochou. Hasn't happened yet, though. Also, for some reason, I have this bizarre feeling that my cousin Patrick knows my coworker Victoria. I have no evidence to go on at all, just a hunch, but I'm betting they know each other. Which kinda weirds me out, actually.)
...And, y'know, this made a lot more sense in my head. Written it just looks kind of stupid and pseudo-intellectual. D:
Anyway, in somewhat related news (i.e., wishing I was dead), it looks like I'll probably be going to the Honors Housewarming party. Honestly, the UMKC honors kids are a bunch of tards that make the Megaten Haven folks look well-behaved. There are a few whom I like (mostly my co-workers), but most of them I can't really stand. They're all "wah wah, we're the cream of the crop," not realizing that said cream is self-selected and hence doesn't mean shit. >F
My weekend was pretty boring, all things considered. On Saturday I went down to Lawrence to go to my uncle Sam's 50th birthday party, at Vermont Street Barbecue (which oddly enough is on Massachusetts Street). It was pretty unremarkable, but I did find out that his wife Angie is much younger than I had thought. She has three kids and is pretty mature-acting and looking, so I assumed she was in her early 30s or something. It turns out, however, that she was 24 when they met and she's still not even 30 yet. O_o
Oh, but the food there was really bad. My stepdad now calls the restaurant "Vomit Street Barbecue," and he's not entirely wrong. The meat tasted like it had been doused in an overdose of Liquid Smoke, and the "baked" beans tasted like canned pork and beans with lots of onion dumped in and tossed in a microwave and heated for a minute or so. At least the potato salad was apparently good (I wouldn't know, since I don't like potato salad). I have a feeling I won't be going back there, especially with the infinitely superior barbecue restaurant Buffalo Bob's right across the street.
(It's so odd...every time I go down to Lawrence I half expect to run into
shisochou. Hasn't happened yet, though. Also, for some reason, I have this bizarre feeling that my cousin Patrick knows my coworker Victoria. I have no evidence to go on at all, just a hunch, but I'm betting they know each other. Which kinda weirds me out, actually.)
