In an effort to avoid signing a contract just to dine out on Valentine's Day, "Violet" and I did our celebrating last night. We went to a fondue place called The Melting Pot, which requires you to sign a contract and pay in advance for dining on Valentine's Day. (I suppose they have their reasons, but none that I can justify)
Lobster, steak, chicken, shrimp, dipped in a zesty, boiling liquid... while we made eyes at each other through the steam.
Oh, and a dozen roses.
Yeah, that's right... I got mad Valentine skills.
I received the nicest card I've ever received from my Balumtime, sweet Emily. It almost made me forget that Valentine's Day is a contrived "holiday" so that Hallmark, FTD and Zales can make their profit margins every year. It didn't quite make me forget, but it did remind me that I am the luckiest sonofabitch in the world.
Afterward, we took a ride home through the snowy streets of St. Louis. The story ends there.
At least the part I can talk about.
I have a little game I play with myself called "Has Anyone Said It Before?" Whenever I say a phrase that seems like maybe it's the first time those words have been used to form a phrase, I check on Google to see if I can find any references to it.
For instance, recently I said "hey, I have an earful of boob." (don't ask) According to Google, that phrase appears nowhere among the billions of pages of words on the internet... therefore, I hearby claim it as my own.
This morning, I called my dog a "wound licking asshole." (he can't seem to leave the wound from his recent surgery alone, he keeps licking it and it's getting inflamed) Again, according to Google, nothing.
Two more Dave originals. I'm so proud of myself.
Tonight is a special Valentine's Day edition of American Idol and House, MD. We Tivo'd them both last night and are having friends over to watch. Normally we do it on Tuesday nights, but we were busy filling our digestive tracts with fondue cheese... something I'm sure we'll pay for today.
So tonight it's television, cookies, and red lovey-dovey drinks for all. The feature cocktail will be Cosmopolitans, but we might throw in a Red Headed Slut for good measure. Maybe even a Bloody Shrek.
I'll report back to you.