The sun came out in Vermont today for the first time in a week, and while i love my dreary, my drab, and my dismal, it was nice to see it peak out for a second, and then be quickly covered over with still more grey. The day off for me went so fast, probably cause i didn't get out of bed until 3pm. I then i spilled my carmel latte right on my pecker. that smarted, but i was able to salvage half the latte, my pecker... well, we'll have to see.
Then there was potluck; Eva made her favorite stuffed mushrooms and i made a very tasty and simple spinich salad w/ red onions, mandarin oranges, gorgonzola and candied pecans. hells yeah. It was all vegetarian to boot. Jb and Mike came over for a pre-drink drink, and we all watched the Jazz guys videos, pretty funny, but honnestly, who hasn't watched someone come all over Herb's face? I mean, where's the joke?Potluck was wonderfull as usual, full of bright and smiling friends, delicious foods and carafe carafter carafe of blogwine (i want an explaination.) but the most favorited thing of the night had to be the Thunderstorm that completely kicked a weeks worth of drizzle's ass in about 5 minutes. Rainbuckets beware!A bunch of us were standing outside on the patio sipping wine and puffing cigarettes and chattering and i was thinking about how when i was a kid and the thunderstorms would start; how I'd get so nervous and my dad would round me and my sister up and we'd all go out on the porch with a blanket and some popcorn and we'd watch the lightning, ooohing and ahhing. Nature never ceases to amaze me.At one point however i realized that all our windows in the sinagog were open; so i dashed home to make sure everything was ok; when i rounded the corner of Megan and Gahlords house there were three people standing on the sidewalk, two girls and a guy, and they were naked. very very naked... and they were pretty nice looking too... They took off running down the sidewalk wooping and hollaring. They were aparently going my way so i jogged along behind them in my soaking sweater and soggy converse (at a safe distance) for a little while till i got too water logged and winded (about 30 seconds).Now the rain's let up a bit, and it's drizzling outside my window, occassionally the russians next door are coming out and blathering on, my guess is about vodka and rubles. Nagisa Ni Te is on the radio and a cuddled up and tired Eva in bed. What a lovely evening.