Filthy Spanish, WWID, and Crocs.
1. Spanish is not my second language. Or my third. Or, really, a fourth. In fact, I’m fairly ignorant when it comes to Spanish. However, I have been seeing a woman whose first language is Spanish and I have steadfastly refused to ask her to speak Spanish to me. You get what I mean, no? I figure this is common and I refuse to do it. The topic has not arisen much but today *cough* we actually discussed it when she asked me if I would care that if she did speak Spanish to me in bed, I would not understand it.I said, “No.”
She said, “NO? Wouldn’t you want to know what I was saying?!”
I said, “It doesn’t matter what you’re saying. In my head, I’m just going to imagine that it’s the filthiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
She said, “WHAT?!”
I responded, “Which, by the way, is what everyone who doesn’t speak Spanish has been doing.”
We’re still seeing each other. I figure we’ve survived a hurdle. Namely, my personality.
2. I am off to D.C. on business this week. I’m often wont to hear advice from Instigator and promptly ignore it, to my own detriment. It has inspired me to refer to a ‘What would Instigator Do’ bracelet. I need one. For instance, despite the fact that I could leave the meetings I am attending at an earlier time, I conservatively chose to leave D.C. at a later time, taking the same flight at the boss. Instigator would not do this. Instigator does not have difficultly deciding if she’d rather fish or cut bait. When I told her when I was leaving, she said, “Are you kidding? Are you crazy? Random, Random, Random - were you not wearing your ‘WWID’ bracelet when you made these plans? *sigh*”
I make Instigator nuts.
3. Lynchseattle and Bev, his wife, are with their kids at Disney World. His Twitter update: “Never has such a variety of Croc-laden people been in such a close proximity. It looks like a clown convention.”
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Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.
June 29th, 2008 at 6:57 pm
“I figure we’ve survived a hurdle. Namely, my personality.”
Classic. Love it.
June 29th, 2008 at 8:10 pm
Love the clown convention twitter. LOL. I HATE Crocs!
June 29th, 2008 at 9:42 pm
Vittoria - theennnkkkew.
June 29th, 2008 at 9:43 pm
Brenda - I hate seeing Mario Batali in them.
June 30th, 2008 at 8:16 am
Have fun here in DC! Where are you going to eat? I recommend Belga Cafe for brunch or dinner even though it’s in SE.
June 30th, 2008 at 9:40 am
Buzd… either you are really brave, or that place is realllly good. I got lost somehow once and ended up in SE. I had to stop to get directions at a gas station off Good Hope Road… yeah, it was an experience.
Random: are you enjoying DC!?
June 30th, 2008 at 9:42 am
1. Hmmm, my husband speaks German as a second language. I think having someone speak to you in German in bed would make it feel more like an assault. It’s not a sexy language.
3. Ha! He’s so funny. We wear a lot of flip-flops, but our family is croc-free so far!
June 30th, 2008 at 12:02 pm
crocs - very very bad. VERY BAD.
June 30th, 2008 at 9:10 pm
RE is taking a bit of poetic license. The meeting is in ‘D.C.’ only if you consider the Dulles airport as ‘D.C.’. It is like suburbanites saying they live in ‘Chicago’.
My family is a croc family. My kid loves crocs, my husband loves crocs and even I like my crocs. Not as much as my Meuccis or my Puccis (hey that rhymes!) but we are proud members of the Croc nation. Are Bev and Lynch oppossed to Crocs on a moral/social/fashion or other basis? I am curious.
July 1st, 2008 at 7:17 am
Buzd - Hey! I like your blog - do I register to comment? That’s one hell of a pitcher of sangria.
I’m afraid I’ll be relegated to eat where they’ve planned the meals.
DENIED.
July 1st, 2008 at 7:17 am
MissMegs - As Instigator aptly pointed out, this trip is neither truly in DC (something I keep forgetting) and will neither be enjoyable.
COME RESCUE ME.
July 1st, 2008 at 7:18 am
Krystie - “more like an assault” - I think I coughed on my coffee when I read that.
July 1st, 2008 at 7:19 am
Lily - I don’t suppose crocs are standard fire dancing fare, eh?
July 1st, 2008 at 7:20 am
Instigator - Dammit, must you remind me of the three days of drudgery to which I’ve subjected myself purely because I fail to follow your advice?
Look, while I’m gone, I humbly request you get your work task completed so that our lunch dates do not continue to fall by the wayside.
Sincerely,
-R.
July 1st, 2008 at 9:09 am
Miss Megs I actually live in a new condo building in SE only a few blocks from the brand new National Baseball Stadium. I found the restaurant after walking by it every weekend and seeing people lined up outside each time. The era has changed a lot since you have been here last I can imagine. They have tore down all of the ghetto and put in parking lots, new town homes, office buildings and condos. Don’t you just love gentrification.
July 1st, 2008 at 3:17 pm
Random… let me know a time and I will rescue you from Dulles :o) I swear I’m not a maniac or anything hehe.
Buzd… Ive been to Nationals Stadium twice this year. The first time I got lost going back to the metro (yeah… I know its not very difficult, I’m blonde) and it didnt seem too bad. Just cute little row houses. I ended up on Good Hope road two years ago… so maybe it’s changed since then, but it def didnt look anything like the area surrounding National’s Stadium lol.
July 6th, 2008 at 11:23 pm
1. I took three years of Spanish in high school. From what I can tell in my life this has benefited me in no way whatsoever. In fact, I remember so little Spanish that when I travel to countries that speak said language, I can only ask for the check or bathroom. Sigh.
2. I’m a stretch out type on business trips. I don’t like to be rushed in a city because I often like to go around and do some photography. If I don’t get to do this I consider the trip to be a failure on epic proportions, regardless of the fact that it’s for business.
3. I have officially seen every single color of crocs and every style. I’ve seen Disney themed one, yellow ones, red ones, ones that looked like sandals, and just about every other style imaginable. They were all there. Clown convention FTW!
July 7th, 2008 at 11:34 am
There is no excuse for the Croc…
Comfort can be found in a shoe not made from the same material as disposable diapers and play ground matts.
I am most positive this is true.
July 8th, 2008 at 5:44 am
@ Tiffany: Hear, Hear!! I detest Crocs with every fiber of my being.