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I’m back from Mexico and busier than ever! As of late, one of the things keeping me and Patrick busy is the new Athens Chapter of the national organization Drinking Liberally.  In short Drinking Liberally is:

An informal, inclusive progressive social group. Raise your spirits
while you raise your glass, and share ideas while you share a pitcher.
Drinking Liberally gives like-minded, left-leaning individuals a place
to talk politics. You don’t need to be a policy expert and this isn’t a
book club - just come and learn from peers, trade jokes, vent
frustration and hang out in an environment where it’s not taboo to talk
politics.Bars are democratic spaces - you talk to strangers, you share booths,
you feel the bond of common ground. Bring democratic discourse to your
local democratic space - build democracy one drink at a time.

Our chapter has recently changed its meeting venue from The Max Canada. Starting on Friday, July 18, 2008 we will be meeting at Little Kings Shuffle Club. We will continue meeting every first and third Friday of the month there.  The meeting time has also changed from 5:30 pm to 6:30 pm.  We hope that this change will make the meetings a bit more accessible and allow more of you to join us at DL!

On a side note, the reason we are changing venues was very eloquently described by Patrick on his blog. I second his suggestion to the bar tender on Wednesday afternoons at The Max Canada to “Go Fuck Yourself.” (The opinions contained herein, as well as on Patrick’s blog post which is linked above, are personal opinions and in no way reflect any sort of official communication either on behalf of Drinking Liberally, Athens Chapter nor on behalf of the national Drinking Liberally organization.)

So, clearly it has been ages since my last blorg. I could give this reason or that excuse as to why I waited so long, but really, who cares?

We visited Patrick’s sister in Denver, Colorado and saw the following things:

The most beautiful Good Will store ever.

It was very chic.

Apparently taking pictures inside the Good Will store is highly frowned upon. I was asked very quickly to cease and desist. The reason given was that they were afraid their competition would plagiarize the layout and/or design of their boutique like shop. You know those Christian mission stores… They’re all about stealing ideas from other donation centers!

Patrick singing Karaoke at the High Dive bar in downtown Denver.

Me, holding the pole. I did let go eventually, and only wiped out twice.

We also sang Karaoke (IN PUBLIC) and I ice skated for the very first time. These were, perhaps, the most horrifying events of our Colorado trip. Oh wait, that’s not true! We also did this:

Do you like my puffy jacket? It only kept me slightly warm in this insanely windy weather.

Patrick after his third and final trip down the mountain on his tube.

In case you can’t tell what those pictures are of, because of the HORRIBLE WHITE OUT / AVALANCHE conditions, I will describe them. Patrick and I voluntarily flung ourselves down a huge, steep, icy hill with nothing but a small slice of rubber (complete with a HOLE in the center; some people call this an inner tube) between our soft, fleshy, ever so delicate bodies and the sharp, freezing ground. It was truly a very scary experience.

For more pictures of the fun and adventures in Colorado, check out Patrick’s blorg or our flickr page.

So, as if recovering from tubing weren’t enough to keep me from blogging, in January myself, Patrick and friends took a trip to the North Georgia mountains. We stayed in a beautiful cabin in Helen.

This was our view from the wall of windows lining the living room.

This was the fireplace. We toasted marshmallows.

There were also scary things:

I found this portrait most disturbing. It’s of an infant holding a bottle of Jack in a basin in front of a rebel flag. Hmmmm….

Seizure inducing “Fairy” CabbagePatch dolls were very scary.

The Schnitzel was amazing!

It snowed. Nothing like watching the snow fall while you’re sitting in a 107 degree hot tub

That pretty much filled up the middle part of January (yeah, I know what you’re thinking. How sad.) We did, however, eat at The Grit a lot.

Katsup!

Cake! Ohh, the cake! The Grit makes the best cake. Better than Cecilia’s, even!

We went to a couple Super Bowl parties, played a lot of guitar hero and I taught my dog how to “spin around.” All in all January was nice.

I can think of only a few things worth blorging about from February. 1) Barack Obama won the Georgia primary. About this I found myself very pleased. However, I can’t stop thinking that no matter who wins the democratic nomination, I’m fine with it. I genuinely think both Hillary and Barack are both great people with great ideas that would do wonders for our country. It seems a nice place to be in right now having two nominees of whom I am completely confident in. God forbid I say this, but even John McCain ain’t so bad himself. *gulp!*

So, we also saw Mr. Henry Rollins again in February. He came to the 40 Watt in Athens this time and was, as expected, throughly entertaining, enlightening, enthusiastic, and oh so enticing. Meow, Mr. Henry Rollins…! Here are some snaps. We were really close, but I’m trying to learn how to use a new camera and I’m retarded. So they’re not the best.

Henry

Rollins

Okay, what better note to end on than with pictures of Henry Rollins? How many times can I type his name in this post? One more? Henry Rollins.

Happy MARCH!

This morning on the way in to work, Patrick and I were behind this trailer:

I can only imagine what kind of instruments “Thicklove Entertainment” was carrying around in their trailer.